76: Chapter 76 Two high-level bloodlines and one king-level bloodline? Blood packs everywhere!

Min Shang only took a slight step back, exhaled, and his body no longer had any strength to resist in front of Ye Fan.

"Awoo!" The Thunder Ape, having its chest pierced by the fourth-tier 'Sword Talisman', let out a miserable howl, then immediately gave up pursuing Chu Yanran and turned to pounce on Yi Jianfeng.

Finally, those who can cultivate the Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm possess the foundation of all methods and can begin to simultaneously cultivate other esoteric arts, as well as forge their own magic treasures.

"No matter what you say, I won't believe you anymore. I only want you dead; I want to use you to accompany my father in death!" Gu Bilie roared, pulling out a giant staff weighing a million catties, and smashed it down on Fan Lang's head, forcing Fan Lang to raise his sword to parry.

"Damn it! A step too late again! I heard that a Dragon Pearl appeared here; Fan Lang must have taken it. He possesses the Human-Dragon bloodline, and after obtaining the Dragon Pearl, his strength will surely skyrocket!" Fan Sha said furiously.

Luo Feng felt like cursing out loud; he had just caught the child, how could he possibly catch the man too?

Unknowingly, this youth, whom she had once looked down upon, had already occupied an important place in her heart.

They were extremely at ease with the Ancient Clan and did not worry that this race would do anything shady to them.

Luo Feng stroked Daji's cheek with some panic; her face was delicate and pitiful—Daji wouldn't be this angry, would she?

That demonic energy vanished instantly, and Wuding fell from high in the air, landing straight onto the grass. He fell unconscious; the previous consumption of spiritual energy had left Wuding's body nearly exhausted.

Just then, the workers watching from the side made a commotion. They looked at each other and discussed, many of them wearing expressions of disbelief.

"Ha! Thanks, Boss!" Qin Kai and Cheng Haiyang shouted excitedly. Qin Kai even gave a crooked salute, truly quite drunk.

Thinking of this, Dai Hao's tense nerves relaxed slightly. The pressure he had been under these past few days was simply too great. Now that there were problems within the Sun Moon Empire, the northern part of the Star Luo Empire wouldn't be too bad for the time being.

Uh, black lines appeared on Zhang Hao's forehead. He was just thinking casually, okay? And this damn dragon—he had told it long ago not to look into his sea of consciousness. Why was it so disobedient? Was his sea of consciousness really that interesting to look at?

He turned his gaze to Xiao Jiangyuan and saw that she was also looking bewildered. She even followed the Sage's gaze to look carefully, but clearly didn't see anything. Forget it, he would slow down his speaking speed and recite it again; perhaps the Sage would open his mouth at some point.

The practice room was relatively quiet right now. Si Chen coughed twice, and Xu Niya stopped messing around, switching to a very serious tone to speak with me.

At the end of the year, citing An Lushan's harboring of warriors, recruiting of strategists, hoarding of money, grain, and armaments, and unauthorized manufacture of official robes in his territory as reasons, Li Longji agreed to the suggestions of Xiao Jiangyuan and Yang Guozhong. He issued an imperial edict to An Lushan, using the position of Prime Minister as bait to see if he dared to come.

"Alright, I have already received the relevant orders, so you can rest assured. If I have any news about them, I will notify you in time," Commander Xu said with a chuckle.

Ye Tianyun snorted coldly, a flash of killing intent crossing his eyes. With a movement of his body, he appeared beside Zhang Longhu and punched down.

When Xu Niya said he had money, it wasn't that he was truly rich; such a large sum still required asking his family for it. This was also the reason Chen Shi refused his help; no matter how good a friend he was, he couldn't let someone ask their family for money just for his sake.

Hearing Lu Fei's reply, Lin Feng did not answer, but Lu Fei felt Lin Feng's dissatisfaction and had no choice but to follow bitterly behind Lin Feng.

This team could be considered an elite squad, numbering about twenty people. The leader was a Peak Battle General named Heiba, the current patriarch of their race, just one step away from reaching the Battle King realm. However, this step was like a chasm; Heiba had been stuck at this realm for two hundred years.

Lin Yong turned back to look. The man was about thirty years old, his short hair dry and bristling with dandruff. His eyes were squinting, as if he hadn't slept in months. His left hand held a handful of peanuts, and his right hand was cracking them into his mouth one by one. His expression was neither good nor bad, seemingly just asking a casual question.

"Great!" Xintian picked up Xinwa, looking left and right, unable to get enough of looking, as if he were admiring a work of art he had created himself.

Feng Wuxiu sneered, took a step to the right, and met the Qi blade head-on. His right hand formed a claw, surrounded by deep yellow protective energy, and he actually reached out to grab the Qi blade directly with his hand.

"I don't have money, but I do have a person, just don't know if you want him," Chen Xin said, nodding to indicate Chen Xu's direction.

"Alright," Xue Shan replied, saying no more. He moved a few steps closer to the cliff edge, drew his long sword, and slashed down.

No, a martial artist was definitely not someone he could afford to provoke. The merchant regretted it endlessly in his heart. In fact, when he had quoted one hundred taels of silver just now, it was only to make bargaining easier later—this was the nature of a merchant—but now it was difficult for him to back down.

There were only a few days left until the three-month deadline. "Time to play something interesting," Lin Feng chuckled, then left the mountain path, returned to his place of cultivation, and immersed himself in the study of spear techniques.

He nodded gently to indicate he knew. Lin Feng had always remembered the request Lu Fei made back then: within five years, he would definitely destroy the Qing Fu Sect.

In a bustling area of the city, there was unexpectedly another barter market. He even discovered many strange materials for weapon refining and alchemy, and even found a crystal with flickering rules inside.

However, they hadn't talked for long before the class bell rang, and an old pedant wearing thick-rimmed glasses and a worn-out polyester shirt walked in.

"Oreki, I've finished cooking the porridge, have some first!" Just then, Chitanda walked in carrying a basket.

That period of time was the nightmare of Ye Li's life. In the many years that followed, even if she occasionally looked back at the road she had traveled, she would always deliberately ignore that part.