Chapter 355: Not Afraid of Losing Face, the Truth About Spiritual Roots

The hundred-plus Nascent Soul cultivators seated below all fixed their gazes on the unfurled map, looking at Taizhou and Liangzhou, which had been colored in, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Zheng Fa could understand this surprise—not that his merits were insignificant, but that Venerable Tongming had conceded far too much.

The seven provinces and twenty-three commanderies of the Baixian Alliance were not merely territory, but the spiritual mines and spiritual plants upon which the Baixian Alliance had relied for survival over many years.

Venerable Tongming suddenly ceding four provinces was truly a massive hemorrhage:

"Let me ask you, who exactly are you?" The old family head Chu did not take his bait, instead throwing a shocking question directly at her.

"Yes, even taking the most optimistic view, even if you could reach the high-level Grandmaster realm in a short time, how can you refine a Nine-Tribulation Famous Artifact without the Flawless Seal? With the Burning Heaven Grand Ceremony only half a year away, is it even possible to learn the Flawless Seal in half a year?" Cai Xiao shook her head with some disappointment.

Qin Leng also summoned several doctors who were authorities in cancer treatment to hold a consultation for Ou Yuntu, ensuring the surgery would proceed smoothly; although Ou Yuntu had not yet agreed to undergo the surgery, Qin Leng would definitely persuade him to proceed with it.

It was just that after so many years, during which their brief periods of interaction were few enough to count on one's fingers, this sudden normal exchange instead made Shen Tu Haoyu feel somewhat unaccustomed.

Qin Leng was instantly amused by An Yutong; she truly was a foodie, unable to forget about eating at any time.

Jiang Yi unleashed his mental power and instantly sensed the abnormalities around him; unknowingly, he had actually fallen victim to this demon's hidden scheme, which was truly impossible to guard against.

That sharp arrow, during its fall, had somehow struck something and snapped, leaving only the fragment embedded within the body.

Tang Yun curled the corners of her lips and offered a gentle smile to Liang Pingfei; by now, she was truly at ease, for Liang Pingfei had genuinely set her heart on Xiao Jingyu.

Immediately, a sound rose up, unyielding and filled with sorrow and indignation against the vulgar world: "A thousand layers of spiritual power, the sword draws down the nine heavens; majestic divine might, a single strike upholding the sky."

After Zhang Qu slashed down all of Li Le's men with a single blade, he raised the Mo sword in his hand and roared, "Kill!" Liu Tian, Xu Dang, and over a hundred Mo swordsmen also raised their Mo swords, echoing loudly, "Kill! Kill! Kill!" Their momentum was surprisingly even greater than that of ten thousand people shouting together.

Moreover, buying "Thin Horses" was nothing honorable, so Huang Zhi and the others did not dare to make a big scene of it.

Chang Sheng might already have the experience to cast a forbidden technique again to break free from the source stone's suction, but what about Yang Yi? Yang Yi had no experience, and at that time, he would very likely fall into crisis.

This fellow had actually been hiding inside the bodies of those numerous Extreme Dao experts, continuously devouring the souls within them... even.

Ling Xue knew that once Ling Feng made a decision, not even ten oxen could pull him back, so she stopped pressing the matter.

On the eleventh day of the ninth month in the autumn of the twenty-fifth year of Huaxia, looking at the dense crowd outside the west city gate, Zeng Hua waved his hand and said to Zeng Wei, Cui Hong, and the others, "Guard your respective powers! And do not halt your steps!" before turning his horse and riding away.

"Getting warmer the more you drink? I think you must be drunk and confused, haven't you?!" Lei Hao smiled and couldn't help but ask softly.

Hearing faint sounds of killing and fighting coming from ahead, Musa immediately knew something was terribly wrong and hastily ordered the army to accelerate their advance to support the Bedouin cavalry at the front; just after passing through a valley bottom, several figures appeared on the hills ahead.

Unexpectedly, Chen Kun did not stick up for Chen Yuqiang but casually waved his hand and led everyone away.

The reason he could still be living so well was none other than his own formidable strength; otherwise, he would have long been torn to pieces by others, but now that his Wu Gong was abolished, his life had essentially reached its end.

Wan Qing, along with his two precious disciples, Yao Luozhi who had rushed back from Emei, and Wei and others, sat in the Saint-grade box of the auction venue, watching everything unfolding outside.