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Chapter 67: Breakthrough — Ten Great Primordial Spirits (Chapter One, 3,200-word section)

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As the Mountain-Sea Dao spirits surfaced on Qiuyuan Xing and Yuan Yi Xing,

the Soul Egress and even Nascent Soul Stage cultivators on these two cultivation stars understood at once that there must have been a Great Cultivator battle, which had drawn the legendary Mountain-Sea Dao spirits.

Especially on Qiuyuan Xing, this bustling cultivation star serving as a trade hub, Soul Egress and Nascent Soul cultivators, and even some below Nascent Soul, were all well-informed and understood what had happened; moreover, a portion of cultivators, both openly and covertly,

The sentinel whose rifle Yue Qi had stripped broke out in a cold sweat across his forehead, his heart so tense he didn't know what to do, and could only glance at the squad leader.

But once the new term started and Ceng Jiao returned to school, everything was different — she actually had some spare time she could pull out.

"They're here to grab my wife. You think I can leave this investigation to someone else?" Ji Mo said with a smile.

Watching Yuan Yuan's triumphant gaze, Yuan Xing was furious beyond words. Forcing himself to endure the pain of his near-critical injuries, he flung the curved blade from his hand once more; at the same instant, two electric serpents as thick as an arm shot from his hand, streaking straight toward Yuan Yuan.

"Master above, please accept your disciple Qing Tong's bow!" Thinking of this, Qing Tong immediately knelt before Feng Qian and said devoutly.

What's going on? Chen Ming hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find that Yue Qi had already returned to the sofa in front of the desk, and the tea cup had been refilled, with wisps of rising steam carrying the distinctive fragrance of tea leaves diffusing into every corner of the room.

He ranked fifth on Sidun City's Postnatal Ranking, while Luo Ting ranked second. Although their positions differed by only two places, he was well aware that the gap in strength between them was enormous.

Speaking of which, he gave that one a look. That one then put the child back. And this one quickly withdrew. Seeing that they had set the child down, Shiliu told them to leave.

"Then do you know where they all went? I'll go call them over myself." Xu Qian asked, struggling to keep himself in check.

The potency of this No. 2 was especially fierce — in an instant it could fully restore an ordinary person's stamina, basically refill all the depletion of spirit and body, and at the same time treat all manner of internal, external, overt, and covert injuries.

Xiang Ye was startled; looking again at Korn's neck, the wound where the knife had been inserted was leaking a pale golden light, like solder, gluing the blade and the wound together.

The Japanese media of this era were, on the whole, fairly friendly in their rhetoric toward China, highly wary of domestic nationalism, and deeply reflective about World War II.

Xiang Ye caught up from behind, grabbed her, and rolled to the side, dropping through a side door on the other side.

After the lessons of the past few times, once Qiao Song was away from him for more than a day, he always felt something would happen.

"These people are…" Xin couldn't help asking. Whether out of envy or something else, looking at these people, Yang Xin felt an inexplicable sense of closeness. At that moment, she finally understood what Ni Bao had meant by "you are not alone."

When Luo Feng said this, his true colors finally showed — it turned out he had long had his eye on this painting.

Yang Hao had just heard Li Zhi call Yang Wei's name, so he addressed him as President Yang; in his heart, there was also some bitterness.

He Lao had originally wanted to teach Liu Xiaoyu something better, but Liu Xiaoyu declined, saying this was a modern age, having the ability to protect oneself was enough — why bother learning more.

"What's wrong? You seem a little unhappy?" Kim Taeyeon's words carried a hint of worry.

She had never imagined that Xia Haoran, who seemed so mild and had always been gentle and considerate toward her, could be so strict when tutoring her studies. But undeniably, Xia Haoran was also the most charismatic person Li Mengyao had ever encountered, in every respect.

"Counting it this way, I do have an eye for people — the very first glance I knew you were a threat. It's just a pity I've never truly been able to eliminate you." Tian Dao sighed.

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