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60: Chapter 60 Gu Yuexi only killed two demonic beasts? That's right, two mid-stage Rank 2!

Lin Yilan remained suspicious, but Xiang Hai, losing patience, took the cup, gulped down a few mouthfuls, shoved it back into her hands, wiped his mouth, and stared at her with his hands on his hips.

After practicing the Shenzhao Scripture, Xia Kai believed that it would be quite difficult for him to fight two Xianyu Tongs at once.

As for the Mortal Kingdoms, even if they knew the bait was poisonous, they couldn't help but swallow it. After all, this trip to the Immortal Sect was highly beneficial to those mortal cultivators themselves, and there were quite a few precious cultivation resources on the Immortal Sect's grounds.

But just at that moment, Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes! His eyes were filled with exhaustion. His cultivation base had finally stabilized at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

Xia Kai had always admired Zhou Ziwang, though he knew very little about him. He only knew that he was a wealthy man who was righteous and chivalrous, a great hero, but his martial arts weren't particularly high; his master was the great monk Peng Yingyu, one of the Five Wanderers.

He did not know that many years later, he would still wander between life and death countless times because of these words. Now, he simply gazed at Qin Shu's picturesque brows and eyes, at a loss for words.

One can heal, one has infinite strength, one can divert aggro making it impossible to focus on attacking the opponent, and another can even strip away defenses; together, they are simply too terrifying.

Bai Yiling's exaggerated demeanor made Yin Yueren unable to help but cover her forehead. She glanced at Qin Shu and saw her still sitting upright, without even the slightest change in the curve of her lips, and suddenly felt a sense of admiration.

The three of them whispered for a while, completely unaware that their conversation had already reached the ears of the person they were looking for. They had already entered the convenience store, taken out a business card, and started dialing the number for the gallery.

On payday, the two of them happily held the money in their hands, pondering where to go to celebrate.

Even if others were to toil for decades to cultivate their soul power, it likely wouldn't compare to the growth Qin Yibai experienced in this single moment.

"He is Tang Lin's junior, and can be considered one of our own, so there's no need to be so reserved," Boss Yuan said heartily.

Three or four days later, Zhang Ruyun became increasingly haggard, his hearing gradually blurring, and he knew he couldn't last much longer. That day, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a gentle breeze blowing against one's body felt especially comfortable and relaxing. Unexpectedly, the old man carried a bamboo stool and a huqin, walked outside during the day for the first time, and played by the lake.

The cage was crafted to be extremely sturdy, and Lady Taihang seemed exceptionally satisfied with it, only assigning two people to guard it. One of them was on good terms with Yuping'er, and seeing her walk in from outside, he hurriedly stood up to greet her.

Although these powerful cultivators were growing old and their strength was constantly waning due to the Five Decays of Heaven and Man and the exhaustion of their vital energy, even so, they remained supreme existences—figures at the Divine Origin Realm or Divine King level—so even if their vital energy was completely exhausted, they could still live for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

However, amidst the grandeur, there was also a sinister aura that made one not want to venture too far inside.

A moment later, one could see Meng Fan's divine sense manifesting like thousands of clones, scattering directly toward the countless worlds of the entire Chaos Heavenly Palace.

"This is a matter between him and me; don't you dare meddle from the sidelines," Ji Liancheng reprimanded with growing dissatisfaction.

Hearing Elder Bai's words, Yang Tiezheng just smiled. Yang Tiezheng was still not quite used to Elder Bai calling the Holy See "bugs," but seeing Elder Bai's accustomed demeanor, it seemed Elder Bai was very clear about these things.

The man was chubby and wore a pair of glasses; his eyes narrowed slightly behind the lenses, appearing particularly sharp.

Seeing the Emperor's gloomy expression, everyone knew that approaching him at this time was definitely asking for a scolding.

Lin Juan remained the center of attention throughout, a somewhat stiff smile plastered on his face, while some young actors were brought over to him by their agents.

Time never stops for anyone; in fact, he himself would also face this day eventually, wouldn't he? All he could do was choose to cherish what he had while he still had it.

Moreover, she also agreed with what Lin Xucheng said—matters between husband and wife are better resolved through words; even if it were a red-clad vengeful spirit, one shouldn't just dismiss them entirely.

"Is there really someone in this world who looks exactly like me?" Gao Doudou turned her head and happened to see her neighbor, Lin Xucheng, walking home, tearing at his tattered clothes as he walked, revealing a lean, muscular upper body.

He said that carp had always been the most important ingredient in feasts, and because carp were expensive and carried deep symbolism, town feasts often required the carp to be lively and vigorous before entering the kitchen, as that was the only way to produce the best flavor.

But what surprised Li Jie was that she had assumed that after going up the mountain, she would be going down, yet she didn't expect that behind the mountain peak lay an endless, gentle marshland.

Some time ago, after intense internal discussions, Chenguang finally decided to take advantage of the momentum from Lin Juan's film breaking into the international market, which had helped Chenguang open up many overseas channels, to invest in filming a major science fiction blockbuster.

The peach wood sword felt like a red-hot iron rod hitting a soft lump of snow, piercing into his body without any obstruction.

"Could it be that you know?" the man asked curiously. For those participating in the selection, this suddenly added spot was indeed something they were very curious about.

At this moment, Liang Susu had already realized that Lu Ming's diamond-like indestructible body seemed to have been broken, and she was even more determined to use her fists and kicks to kill him.

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