Chapter 922: A Dragon

Eighty thousand spirit stones!

Even for a Jin Dan, that's not a small amount.

Jin Dan cultivators have many ways to earn spirit stones, but their consumption is equally massive; many Jin Dan cultivators may possess assets worth several million, even tens of millions.

But that includes all their cultivation assets—caves, artifacts, spirit tools, pills, and more; ready-to-use, liquid eighty thousand spirit stones, they may not necessarily be able to produce.

Not to mention Mo Hua is merely Foundation Establishment.

This is easy to fix—a single ritual can completely purify it, leaving not a trace of the Fudao Lord's residue.

Originally, since she had her son, the family's finances became strained, so Yu Dajun started thinking about going out to work.

Their gazes fell unconsciously on the home that had accompanied them for nearly a decade, eyes filled with tears, hearts heavy with reluctance.

Every word of this struck at taking advantage of others' distress and overwhelming the few with the many; the Wanfa Sword Sect prized decorum above all, and immediately someone stood up.

At this moment, she was Su Wanchuan, the one who had barely survived the annihilation of Jingning Sword Sect and fought her way all the way to the Southern Frontier.

"You should understand—do I really need to spell it out? I'm good friends with Qi Zi, and I won't allow anyone to deceive her feelings!" Igarashi Noai glared.

The island was overgrown with weeds and dotted with hills; Old He, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, gradually pulled ahead.

After Huang Qianfeng finished speaking, he glanced at a black-robed elder beside him; their eyes met in midair, and though neither spoke, everyone knew they were using a telepathic technique.

There were also sword pills with far superior effects, but their refinement was much more difficult, and the materials were scarce.

"The prince asked my opinion yesterday, and I agreed—but marriage is a major matter; I still need to ask my father and mother." Qin Shi yuan's voice was calm, as if commenting on a bad breakfast.

Didn't Yin Xinle come looking for trouble herself? Or did Mo Wan come to her, Yin Xinle, directly?

The dismissive tone was worlds apart from the one he used with Luo Zhi—like heaven and earth; if it were anyone else, they'd have packed up and left long ago—but the one sitting there was Li Lanruo.

Children grow up; they have their own thoughts and ideas. As adults, we should trust our children more and let go appropriately.

Don't you see Man United is now mostly playing defensively—even after winning the ball, they don't press forward to counterattack, but instead pass back more often?

At this point, Lin Xu couldn't possibly refuse; without removing this giant willow tree, everyone would be trapped here to die.

Changsha is nearly a thousand kilometers away; if driving this Jeep the whole way, even without highways, it would take no more than five days, barring accidents.

Zhang Tian looked embarrassed—he really hadn't seen anything, but this was indeed his own carelessness; he hadn't knocked.

Before the words ended, the class monitor fell backward, lifeless; the walkie-talkie in his hand flew into the air and exploded.

I, a sixth-rank, slay fifth-ranks like chickens; if I truly faced a seventh-rank master, I'd likely be swatted like a fly.

"Memorizing poetry by rote is indeed hard." Lin Ye rubbed his chin; even our top class struggles, so imagine the regular ones.

This Kun had suddenly taken human form within just one day! Transformation of a living being is no simple thing—it requires the soul to transform into a Primordial Spirit state and gain complete control over every tissue of the body to succeed.

When Qiao Weiyi came to her senses, the instant their eyes met, she dared not look into his.

"Please convey this truthfully, Second Grandpa—we're family; I don't want to drive things to the extreme." Lin Ye hung up the phone.

With those words spoken, he glanced at the direction Dong Linhong had left, shook his head, then walked toward another path.