Chapter 111: Training Dogs, Spiritual Pills, Artifact Refining, Knowing People (13,000 Words, Too Much Content to Name Properly)

Whether Cui Dingyi is honest or not, Wang Yulou did not care.

They all say the human heart is like water, but water flows downward, while the human heart always rises a notch higher, and wants to rise another notch higher still.

Everyone has the possibility of becoming an immortal; why not take a desperate risk rather than obediently let oneself be slaughtered?

No matter how many rules and restraints exist, before a burning ambition, they are nothing but accelerants.

Not to mention that the very existence of restrictions provides meaning to transgressive acts.

Only a light "Ding" was heard; in a brief instant, the Cyan Rainbow Sword struck the Blood-Drop, causing the Black Zunzhe to retreat several steps. The tiger's mouth of his right hand had already cracked from that strike of the Illusion Yin.

The middle-aged man suddenly froze, halting all movement at once. His gaze slowly turned over, somewhat stiffly.

Watching that white giant beast sprinting wildly charge down from the mountainside, Zhan Pei was the first to be hit, about to perish beneath its sharp claws.

Li Yan and Tian Kuang glanced at each other, nodded, leaped into the interior, and slid down along the winding cave.

"Do not think this is an ordinary thing; the Feng Shui Geography Record is the experience my grandfather summarized from visiting ancient tombs over many years, extremely precious," Yang Sha said as if it were a martial arts secret manual.

"Purple Pavilion Fairy," the Purple Gold Divine Dragon opened its mouth, only after a long while pronouncing that name long sealed in dust.

Li Qing nodded; he had seen it too. Now it seemed that while the Devouring Soul Pearl held a slight advantage, he could not obliterate these monsters in a single strike; whenever one monster was injured, another would take its place, and this war of attrition was extremely unfavorable to the Devouring Soul Pearl.

"Hmph, Qiqi, if you find your father, do not acknowledge him; where did he run when he abandoned you back then?" Han Fei said, filled with indignation.

No one likes a poison master by nature treacherous and cunning, and the profession of poison master has been named by the people as one of the lowest nine ranks.

In the moment of shock and stupor, several instructors of the Zichuan Academy could not help but draw in a sharp breath.

Next chapter summary: After Fan Li killed those two earth toads, his mood plummeted to the bottom; the despondent and listless him actually encountered Jiang Yan! What reason lies behind this?

After seeing Shang Fusu off, Yan Niang smiled and invited the old man Mo Yi waiting at the door into Nalan Xue's private chamber; illness does not avoid the physician, even the Empress and concubines, when stricken with sickness, must let the Physician enter their rooms, let alone Nalan Xue, who is merely a Princess?

The light-armored cavalry of the Yi Kingdom had come with the intention of charging; what they held in hand were all swords and blades. At this moment, flames rose, cutting off support from behind, and the horses, frightened, ran wildly; to calm and control them, and prevent oneself from falling, was already too late, where was there time to retrieve bows, crossbows, and arrows from the saddlebags?

Lin Hai was originally one of supreme strength, plus the attack bonus of a spiritual artifact; against spiritual beasts below the fourth rank, the threat was indeed great.

Placing Shu Keyue on the horizontal plank of the Moon-Gazing Pavilion, Bai Yu looked at the soundly sleeping Shu Keyue, who slept without a care in the world, and frowned strangely.

Regarding the two children who both looked very much like Nalan Xue, Shang Fusu treated them equally; Nalan Moran did not like to eat meat, so he had the cook specially prepare vegetarian dishes for her, placed on the other side of the table, and had the eunuch chief who usually served his own meals feed her.

Following the pointing, Hua Shangxue saw the tea house; in the slight lifting of her eyes, she seemed to see a familiar back, feeling she had seen it somewhere but could not recall. It was a pity the person had their back to her; otherwise, seeing the face might have allowed her to remember who it was.

After seeing Jing Qi off, Feng Mo, Feng Duan, and the other three returned; Shi Yi was somewhat nervous, and seeing Jiang Yue actually sitting by the stone table, playing chess as if nothing were wrong, instinctively furrowed his brows again.

Hearing the casual idle talk spoken by Sima Xi, Sima Jing's eyes instinctively flickered; especially upon hearing that the four of them had fled first and planned to wait in the Shang Kingdom, the smile on her face instantly became even more brilliant.