Chapter 358: Experiment Successful: Peerless Heart Eye

The Blood River Patriarch floated inside the university island's agricultural research lab, scanning the people around him.

Zheng Fa, Zhang Wuyi, and Pang True Person—these three were the backbone of the Nine Mountains Sect's lab; they participated in nearly every experiment, and their expressions held a hint of anticipation.

Qian True Person, accompanied by two disciples, looked excited; cultivating spiritual roots was one thing.

Cultivating heavenly and earthly spiritual roots was another.

The former could still be seen as chasing after sects skilled in spiritual agriculture.

As the Gluttony and Hunger God's body trembled slightly just as Wang Ming was about to strike him, it dissolved into nothingness, then reappeared on the other side of the hill, staring at Wang Ming with confusion.

"Gaoxiong, what are you doing? What if you hurt the Admiral?" Hindenburg, flushed with anger, turned her head over her shoulder while nestled in Chu Jianchen's arms, glaring sternly at Gaoxiong's mischief.

Fuck you, that space gate was built under the direct supervision of the Pumpkin God—how could it malfunction?

"So if I deliberately harm other yin spirits, it creates bad karmic consequences, right?" Zhang Fan calmed down; that Liu Daoist was practically an idol to him—he had no desire to do anything that might harm him.

With the Guild Master's mental message delivered, three million players surged toward the grasslands like a tidal wave.

"Tell me, when exactly did this start?" Luo Haifeng sat at her desk, not even glancing at Lin Yang, her elbows resting on the table, her left thumb rubbing back and forth across her right palm in a repetitive motion.

I know this ad pushed everyone's limits and mocked the sentimentality crowd—but I liked it.

I felt lost, didn't pull away from him, yet kept staring blankly in the direction Liàn had vanished.

The golden sword, pushed to its limit by my qi, flared brilliantly, instantly drawing the attention of those above, then shot downward toward me.

To the eye, he was just a rough farmhand—but in truth, he was an elite guard cultivated by the Wang clan, capable of leading troops into battle without issue.

As a member of the Adventurers' Guild and Li Yalin's personal advisor, Eina was undoubtedly highly competent.

"Your Grace is too kind," Shen Suixin said, under the gaze of all present; she couldn't rudely refuse his gesture, so she politely extended her hand, intending to withdraw it immediately.

Yu Boyan sat with Mengmeng on another sofa; Mengmeng occasionally stuck out her tongue, her eyes fixed unwaveringly on Shen Suixin.

The attendees exchanged glances; this was impressive—but what did it have to do with forming a sect?

Aunt Lin was also pleased; she was loyal to Rong Tang, but no mother wants to see her son living by the edge of the blade.

Four mercenaries burst out of the second floor, swiftly descending the stairs and landing in the living room, backs pressed together, ensuring full visibility in all directions.

Visual Petrification, upgraded to C-rank, was nearly invincible by the current global average level of awakened abilities.

Empress Changsun gave a slight nod, a sound escaping her throat—like a sob, yet like a sigh.

With the nation embroiled in war, Zi Jin tightened discipline among her servants, yet now someone dared to grow restless.

"Leave now, take your things and your people—my Zhang family will not tolerate your kind," Zhang Xiao said, his tone suddenly chilling as he ordered them out.

"Boom!" In an instant, countless blood columns—like countless blood serpents—slammed into Zhang Long's body; the space around him shattered, revealing a massive black hole.

Ling Ye was blasted thousands of miles away by Zhang Long's "Stars Fall" technique before finally stopping; he forcibly stabilized himself midair, watching the sky behind him crack into a chain of torn black holes, the wind whipping his white robe.