Chapter 1171: Master

Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivation, twenty-two-stripe Jin Dan realm spiritual awareness.

After breaking through the bottleneck, his consciousness sea expanded and stabilized; Mo Hua could distinctly feel his spiritual sense growing stronger.

Not only was his consciousness sea deeper and his spiritual sense more resilient and precise, but mysteriously, his understanding of Jin Dan realm power also deepened slightly.

Even at the Foundation Establishment realm, one can comprehend the power of the Jin Dan realm.

Although this power is not spiritual energy or blood qi, but purely

Gu Yiran's lips curled into a faint sneer—this fox's tail, long hidden by Minsheng, had finally shown itself.

Seeing his longing gaze, she somehow followed the man inside, even though she herself felt bewildered. When had Gu Yiran become so kind? Or perhaps, when had Lu Tangtang, the cold and domineering Young Master Yin, become so eager to help others?

This was also Ling Yun's quick-witted solution—most players always target the head when breaking through armor-piercing rounds, rarely the sides, because the sides easily absorb the damage from armor-piercing rounds.

"There's no rush to get married—you need to set aside time tomorrow for a blind date with her. Your identity will be her son's classmate's uncle." Guo Guo straightened out the relationship and sent it over.

As the surrounding distortions just settled, a piercing eagle cry rang out, followed by a wind as sharp as blades—a giant eagle with a wingspan of dozens of meters dove from high above, its massive talons reaching for Chen Ze.

"Go find Liu Feng for me." To reunite with Zhi Ze and secure Yuan Zhixun's seat, I decided to make one more attempt.

Without background music to support him, Ye Chen's a cappella still revealed solid technique; his first lyric pulled everyone back from their chatter into reality.

Several days later, at dusk, Huo Yan sat in a private room on the second floor, drinking wine sip by sip, his mood gloomy.

But what could be done? The truth was this—there was no room for reversal anymore.

As Xiao's trusted confidant, Qi Yue's temperament resembled his master's—though he never gave orders condescendingly, he was often stern; Qing Li, eager to uncover hidden truths, naturally chose Bi Nu over Qi Yue.

"Ssshh—just thinking about it makes my arm ache—" Diwode rubbed his arm, gritted his teeth, and sucked in a sharp breath.

Not only were her parents always away, but nearly all her relatives and friends also rarely stayed home—she couldn't even gather enough people from this side.

Feng Qingyan saw how Yin Qiuran protected his own, and knew she had erred; though she had been playful, she knew what she could and could not do, and suddenly grew serious.

It was like a man who couldn't afford a carriage, watching someone else's carriage overturn into a ditch, destroying both vehicle and rider—his joy was even greater than if he owned the carriage himself; this is precisely what is called rejoicing in another's misfortune.

Only by fully mastering this power could he ignore any approaching threat and forever guard and stand beside those who stayed with him.

Just as they fell silent from this awkwardness, an unexpected incident suddenly occurred.

Due to his work, Jiang Yubin had traveled nearly everywhere on earth—from south to north, east to west—Chinese people, constituting one-fifth of the world's population, were scattered across the globe, even in the most obscure, unknown corners.

He couldn't help but feel greater longing for profound Wu Gong manuals, and his interest in Yue Lingshan deepened accordingly.

Lei Wuyan entered the room; Wu You and Mo Lingfan were already seated, with two seats left open on either side.

This was a chaotic urban village, where locals had built houses for rent, and tenants were almost all outsiders.

Ye Zhixing let out a string of bell-like laughter—no, a bell-like laugh… she was genuinely overjoyed, utterly unrestrained.

The five people present burst into laughter together; Feng Xianlin was famous in the film and television circle for his humor—wherever he was, the atmosphere never grew cold.

After giving up his seat to an elderly man on the bus, Yu Fan's mood grew even better.

The next day, in the village's Bu Cui Park—still a public facility funded by some patriotic overseas Chinese relative of the despicable couple—and also the gathering place for the village's elderly.

"No, I'm happy." Wan Zihong let Situ Xuan wipe her cheeks; the feeling was warm, so warm.

Many succeed in business, but medicine is entirely different—it requires talent, requires skill.

The villagers were all too careless—the beads and jade pendants on the ground were worth far more than these household appliances.

His hand rested on Da Long Jing Que; since the Bai Ma Guerrilla Camp, he had not seen such a scene in a long time.

He Xiaqi personally intervened to settle this feud; later, when Qin Donghai came to apologize, he brought several jars of wine.

Deep in the river, a muffled voice echoed in agreement, causing the river water to ripple with trembling waves.

After the Daoist agreed to the Mo family's request, he returned to the stage and announced that the Mo family had withdrawn from the third contest, with the Hu family declared the victor.

Of course, the main reason was that the two elimination boxes were far apart; Lone Wolf would have to make at least one round trip to finish licking the bag.

Of course, mercenaries couldn't register casually—if one lacked real ability, they could never pass the test.

Soon, all the spirit herbs ceased glowing; one spirit herb stood upright and walked toward Xu Bao, arriving before him, then one of its branches fell off, and the herb nodded as if acknowledging the fallen branch.

Picked up a piece of hazelnut mushroom, tapped it lightly on the rice to blot the dripping broth, then placed it

In his mouth.

Without a word through the night, early the next morning, Song Yingjie gathered the town's residents in the square and divided the frozen tiger slain by Mu Qibing into countless portions, distributing them to every household so everyone could taste meat of the Yuan Yuan tier.

Can't go any further—the "Three Prohibitions" zone is ahead; shadows are already visible—likely people who heard the commotion and came out to investigate; it's too late to warn them.