Chapter 305: The Deep Pit

From the research process of the Jin Dan Project, Zheng Fa could feel that the Jiushan Sect's accumulated foundation was truly lacking.

Among the four great arts of the Immortal Dao, only the Talisman Art was still somewhat formidable.

Weapon forging and elixir refining were both blank slates.

Array formation was barely passable thanks to Elder Yuan's talisman-array methods, but he was merely an amateur.

Not to mention other more obscure disciplines.

When Zhang Shijie had told him back then about the Xuanwei Sixth of the Hundred Immortal Alliance…

He knew right away that the hiring was H.

He worked from Sun Qin's balcony, and sometimes a guy from the opposite building would curiously peer over, to whom he would nod and smile back.

Qi Xuejiao blinked in surprise, then said, "That's all. Aren't you going down to eat?" Guizhou dishes weren't plentiful, so dinner was held in Kunming, slightly later.

Sun Qin naturally saw it too, shaking her head helplessly; her mother was now in excellent spirits, fully devoted to her coffee shop, radiating vibrant energy, and Sun Mingyao praised her endlessly even when out of sight, and supported her wholeheartedly to her face.

This was something Li Zhi had never anticipated; he only thought Xue Rengui was capable, but he hadn't realized he himself could no longer do without Xue Rengui.

Zhu Qiang could think of it, so Xia Hanqiu naturally thought of it too—after the initial tender feelings passed, this thought came to mind.

Multiple wounds on his body were in the healing phase, aching and itching; when he couldn't bear it, Zhang Jiabao would rub against things, but now he seemed to feel none of it at all.

Li Shimin had made up his mind; even though he was gravely ill, even though he could barely sit up, he was still the Son of Heaven of Tang, and his words still carried unmatched authority.

Zheng Yuqing was so close to him now, and Wu Qizun felt dazed; such proximity gave him the illusion that they had never parted, that their bond had always remained this strong.

"Then I'll take my leave!" The black-clad masked man rose, bowed slightly to Zhao Ming, then turned and left.

Ning Yun's eyes were like frost-covered ice; if An Nian didn't answer this question properly, she would easily provoke him.

But when he turned his head, he saw that the very man they'd chased all this way, Sain, had just reversed his vehicle.

Most importantly, a single Tianque Organization was enough to rival all other factions; there was no need to court their favor.

And according to Zhao Chen's instructions, the training camp's instructors were chosen by her after meticulous selection.

Because this place was so difficult to ascend—even for a Nascent Soul cultivator at the early stage—let alone any other cultivator from Jiangbei City.

As Xu Baichuan swung his dagger, pale blue spiritual energy mingled with the killing intent within the Shadow Blade of Night, gradually forming a purple semi-circular energy blade.

"Isn't chatting and bonding with clients also part of our job? Hehe." Tu Jing still grinned playfully.

At this moment, Liang Tian was already checking the exam paper for the second time; after her transmigration, her senses were superhuman, and she immediately sensed a strong gaze behind her.

She clearly remembered how brilliant, majestic, and dignified this guy had seemed when they first met.

Zheng Chen's Azure Dragon Soul-Seizing Array was broken by force for the first time; even Cui Er had fully endured its power before, but facing Cui Da, of the twenty Azure Dragons, he could only withstand ten.

Along the outskirts of Shanglin Garden stretched a hundred-li encampment; in the central command tent, a middle-aged man sat in the seat of honor, with a group of armored officers below him. The speaker was the middle-aged man seated in the seat of honor.

Although being carried was extremely uncomfortable, at least she didn't have to walk, so she could conserve her strength.

But he was also somewhat discouraged; after all, before the Nine Golden Ones arrived, he had achieved no merit at all, and in the end, he had lost several of his subordinates.