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Chapter 966: In Hand

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Shen Shouxing's eyes gleamed with sharp light. "That's right, I'm from the Shen family, a powerful elder, but I'm still just an ordinary cultivator."

"I cannot and have no ability to care about others' lives or deaths."

"I only wish to ascend higher, to walk my own path well, and to pave a grand road to immortality for my children and descendants, so they may climb step by step upon my back…"

"But if one wishes to climb higher, one must pay a price."

"Alone"

Liu Qian was merely here to serve as a waiter, so naturally he had no real ability; he was simply let in, and because he was recommended by Old Sun, someone naturally led him straight to the manager's office.

Callik switches to the flank, Rooney holds the ball, faces Milner, breaks through with brute speed, and overtakes him outright. Back then, you were young—you could do anything.

Though she understood Han Bing's calculations, Gongyu Saya's heart still held deep reluctance at the thought of leaving the city with him.

Alice and Lilina stared blankly, glancing from Dai Nier, who leaned back casually in her chair and spilled the news with indifference, to Lota, who sat upright and looked uneasy.

As for where he obtained the Heaven-Poison Annihilation, Zhu Mo had no need to speculate. Since Deputy Commander Chi Nian had already been turned by the old eunuch, acquiring this poison for him would not have been difficult.

Even the Yang family, with their immense resources, could barely sustain his life—saving him was utterly impossible.

"Look in this direction, keep going forward. There's a mysterious force at Luluye—it becomes stronger the more powerful you are."

Although he hadn't used his full strength in that strike, he hadn't expected the opponent to withstand his Sixth-Level Demon Emperor power with only Fifth-Level Saint Realm cultivation.

Through the camera, she had seen countless clansmen abused, living in unbearable suffering. The demons ruling here acted with utter cruelty. Filled with hatred and rage, yet also hope, she gazed at Lota.

Could it be that the so-called miraculous pills described in legends truly exist? Honestly, Liu Qian didn't believe it for a moment—it was too absurd.

The Young Master had already left the shop, not even turning back: "No need! Those are yours as a gift!" Then the group vanished instantly into the street crowd, leaving the silk behind.

He couldn't wait to return for a cloth—he reached out and wiped the dust off the object, gradually revealing its original form.

"Narrow-minded and ignorant," Guo Luo seemed to see an old man with white hair and beard shaking his head, wearing an expression of disdain.

Xuan Qing's gaze also held hope. He sought the Divine King's throne not only to uncover clues about Xuan Lang Divine Annihilation, but also to inherit Xuan Lang Divine King's will and preserve the Qing Yi Divine Clan.

Hard work never betrays the diligent—Xia Xia found the necklace on a tree branch atop the hill. Zuo Lun anxiously cradled it in his hands. The necklace was made of sapphires and topazes, shaped like a pistol and bullets.

The Thunder Dragon Clan had sent out many scouts to monitor the imperial troops' every move; these dragon-beasts discovered the decoy force and reported the intelligence to King Thunder Dragon.

And this wasn't two million—it was twenty million in cash! Cash! This could only mean the man before them, or his friends or associates, were unquestionably a major bank client—perhaps even a super client.

Upon receiving the Beast King's order, the Snow Leopard King did not act immediately, but instead led his three brothers to continue hunting the Snow Crystal Immortal, seeking to obtain her body to enhance their magic power before continuing eastward to pursue the scripture-seeker and imperial troops. Thus, the Snow Crystal Immortal faced a dire life-or-death pursuit.

The words were truly harsh—accusing Wen Song of being a tattletale who incited mother and son to turn against each other.

At that moment, a gentle breeze swept down from the sky, carrying a touch of natural freshness and the scent of wheat.

The Lake Rat Gang's senior enforcer led the bandits, also brandishing torches, rushing down with a roar.

This box was indeed strange—earlier, Chen Shan's household had been searched, and this spot definitely hadn't contained the box before.

Yan Shi'an's expression remained unchanged; he merely pulled the Miss aside behind him when she showed unease and moved closer, shielding her from view.

But he was no longer the Afeng who had left home back then. After everything that had happened over the past year, all he could do now was nod, burying his sorrow deep within.

He was now required to lead his troops out of his safe apartment room and go straight down to the first floor.

Wen Song was who she was—he couldn't claim to know her thoroughly, but he was certain of one thing: she was not someone who sought trouble, nor someone who would strike first.

Afeng didn't mind—even enjoyed—being noticed, but not under today's circumstances.

Even under the most conservative estimate—each level increases the cap by only ten percent—after fifty levels, the cap would rise fivefold, a powerful enough effect.

Yet, unfortunately, the pain in his dantian persisted. The Ice Soul Water and Crimson Flame Pill, cold and hot, continued entangling within his dantian, never merging into his bloodlines; without the Black Bee Spirit Pairing, they could not be neutralized. Cheng Yitian endured the agony at full strength, utterly ignoring the lush, romantic spring scene now filling the entire room.

Recalling everything that had transpired during this entry into the Heavenly Fall Ruins, Zhu Yan felt as if it were a dream. Had he not saved Han Lang's life at the critical moment, he would never have gained such an opportunity—let alone the chance to meet his wife again.

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