Chapter 364: True and False Unity, Long and Short Spirit Bamboo

Zheng Fa led the group on a leisurely stroll toward the herb garden, continuing their discussion of the Nine Turn Golden Elixir Method.

He told the others, "Of course, this theory remains merely speculative, as there is still no solid evidence."

His tone lacked the earlier certainty.

This wasn't self-doubt or preemptive excuse-making; after the forum incident, he realized a problem—the entire Nine Mountains Realm likely had a tendency toward blind obedience toward him.

Jin Cheng supported Old Lady Xue as they walked ahead, followed by Yang Linfang and Xue Qingyun, with Zhou Jing and Feng Dongmei bringing up the rear.

Situ Susu wore a strange expression but obediently went down, deciding to extract information from her mother's mouth.

It was already the bright, scorching season of May, yet Baudelaire felt a chill run down his spine.

Li Bingqing saw Lou Shaoyan yielding; once the agreement was signed, the Lou family would henceforth be under her and her children's control.

Buddhist cultivators, by contrast, saw through the Four Greats and Four Combinations, dividing the world into true and illusory realms, believing all beings—whether possessing supernatural powers or not—were deluded by the illusory realm, failing to perceive the true realm, existing independently beyond heaven and earth, manifesting spontaneously through the collective wishes of sentient beings.

Now, although Old Zhan still couldn't match Riven's strength, he certainly wouldn't be crushed as before—nearly killed by a single slash—he should be able to withdraw unharmed.

Jin Cheng restarted the car; by the time they reached the Qianhu Grand Hotel, the banquet hall was already filled with many people.

Students who could attend the elite school were all wealthy, so they were generally treated differently based on academic performance.

The Last Emperor of Qin successfully reclaimed the Great Qin Dynasty; using it as his foundation, he launched an offensive against the Tang Dynasty.

Luo Yi noticed her demeanor had subtly changed in a short time—her black pupils resembled mirrors, as if piercing through the heart, like seeing oneself in one's own eyes, as if every thought within was instantly reflected.

"If his son had not rebelled, the Cai family would not have met such a tragic end. Your Majesty, consider this: if they had succeeded in rebellion, what would become of you, Your Imperial Highness, and Ming and the others?" Yu Qing couldn't help but urge.

And these two fools showed no sign of having learned anything—they simply charged at him from left and right.

Countless sentient beings were shaken with terror by this sudden upheaval, trembling in dread, fearing it was the end of the world and that they would be swept up in it.

Balma immediately saw that although it was three against one, the battle was deadlocked; his three companions held three positions but had gained no advantage.

On the other side, in the Xuzhou inn, Morton sat on his bed in meditation, while the two foreign monks beside him meditated with him.

The Self-Rescue Army's armored vehicles, especially the two spider combat robots, received noticeably superior treatment.

On this day, as the most brilliant light blazed across the horizon, radiant auspicious clouds surged skyward, and finally, the last petal unfurled—the Immortal Dao bud bloomed fully.

The entire crater had been turned upside down by the Purple-Leaf Dragon's Breath trees; even if the ropes were lowered again, they would find it nearly impossible to approach the landing site.

Since Ye Chen completed the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Things Reflecting Divine Map, he had been studying the method to cultivate the second layer, the Void Heaven Five Poles Map. According to the Void Heaven Five Poles Map, once fully cultivated, one could directly condense five elemental sword seeds—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth—within the body, gaining unimaginable sword Dao power.

The Americans' rate of felling trees could barely keep pace with the speed at which the Huaxia forces reinforced the city walls.

Zhao Yi had heard similar words from Gao Shun—both men, driven to desperation by extreme grief, carried nothing but memories of the past and an unyielding hatred.

About ten meters from her husband, Zhang Jiazhe pressed his hand to his forehead—he was clearly in great pain. He turned his head, saw his wife approaching, and turned back to meet her.