Chapter 466: Is the Fate Disc Also the Array Disc?

In the end, Lin Mo bought only one book, Eighty-One Array Techniques, and purchased no additional array essentials.

The reason was simple: the Eighty-One Array Techniques encompassed nearly all universal basic arrays; no other array essentials were needed.

Even so, Lin Mo became Du Zhixin’s next major client.

When escorting Lin Mo out of the Scripture Hall, he dispatched several inner-disciples to clear the area before personally...

Jiang Xinyu dared to speak of this directly because the matter had no evidence; even if problems arose later, he could simply deny it entirely.

They had changed back into Nationalist Army uniforms; unlike their ambush at the West Camp Ferry, they now wore white armbands stamped with the characters “Military Police.”

When he thought of Smaug, he felt intense envy—envy of Smaug’s wings; having wings made all the difference, flight was a tremendous advantage, and though his current strength could handle aerial foes, he himself could not fly.

Without Lu Lijin saying it, Yang Chuxiu knew such things could not be cured in a single day once consumed.

She wore a regal purple brocade robe, beneath which her figure was full and graceful, like a ripe peach, exuding a faint allure; her long black hair fell to her waist, and below it stretched a segment of jet-black serpent tail, swaying gently with wild, seductive charm.

Dianran, listening nearby, wisely withdrew and secretly sent someone to summon Lu Cuijin, making clear that no silver would be needed.

Ye Chen’s words were harsh, but the logic was simple: during the EQ process, just press flash—it was no problem at all.

He stood on all fours, surveying the surroundings: towering trees, dense foliage, a thin mist shrouding the mysterious forest.

“If I didn’t do this, would you come see me?” Ji Minghao glared at Ou Min—she had been avoiding him, refusing to meet him.

At first, Su Ruan had merely been listless and had lost her appetite; she assumed it was merely due to excessive worry over Wei Shan and paid it no mind, but the next day her symptoms worsened drastically, leaving her propped against the bedpost, vomiting uncontrollably.

“Uncle Xiao Wu, I warn you—if you dare slander my wife again, I’ll make you bleed where you stand.” I lowered my voice, my eyes locking onto him like a serpent’s, coldly commanding; the killing intent had already surfaced. Uncle Xiao Wu shuddered violently and retreated in panic behind Prince Qing.

Between them stood dancing courtesans in the palace hall; amidst swirling skirts, Mu Xuefu failed to notice the venomous gaze Jing Wanqi cast upon her.

First, split up with Feiyan to search the island—see if anyone is here. After all, we are guests; we must seek permission before setting foot on private land.

Murong Qingran ordered two subordinates to wait below the mountain; though reluctant, they could not disobey their master’s command.

Murong Lanxue never imagined Jiang Chen would embrace her—and his arms were so strong, so broad, so warm. She longed to remain in this state forever, yet it was an impossible thing.

Green mountains, clear waters, insects and birds singing together; vibrant flowers burst through the roadside weeds as if vying to be admired. The air carried an unknown fragrance that left all four feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Before the elder finished speaking, he felt his body suddenly jolt—he spat a gush of blood and flew backward.

The boy blinked, then turned to look at Sheng Yanhua, nodded, and said, “Fine, no problem—I agree.”

I released the Azure Dragon; its shadow blazed with radiant light, glowing and heating the air, illuminating our duel arena.

Before heading to the Hasa tribe, Qi Yu had already begun sleeping excessively, entering the mid-stage of the Vermilion Poison; now, his sleepiness grew worse, and even the finest blood-activating pills could not alter this.