Chapter 181

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Chen Mo's expression grew stiff.

He suddenly remembered that when he first met this Tusi Battalion Commander, the man had asked him if he wanted to practice dual-cultivation; the "Dongxuanzi Yin-Yang Thirty-Six Techniques" originated from him, and now he had already perfected this Cultivation Technique…

So much time had passed, he had long forgotten this matter, yet he never expected Ye Zi'e still remembered him?

Chen Mo snapped out of it and shook his head: "Lady Ye, don't joke—according to the bureau's wind…"

After Lan Minyue walked out, the servants standing inside the room were also dismissed, leaving only Wu Shun and Chen Yi; the atmosphere grew peculiar, leaving both silent, unsure how to begin.

After a moment, the Sixth Elder could no longer bear his curiosity and spoke, breaking the silence of the secret chamber.

The closer one approached the depths of the Flame Pit, the more dense and pure the pure Flame Qi became; the intense Fire Qi raised the internal temperature so high that even the rocks on the ground could not withstand it and continuously melted, making rivers of magma common here.

As soon as Su Hong finished speaking, the Tianhui Team channel fell utterly silent; Mo Ziqi's lips curled slightly, revealing a stunning, knowing smile—this was the Su Hong he knew—while the three members of Bald Eagle were left speechless, unable to retort.

After Yu Hengjing suggested an inspection, during the routine audit by the Censorate and Ministry of Revenue officials, they discovered a major issue in the Liao household: a mere servant in the Liao household received a monthly stipend equal to that of the chief steward in a first-rank official's residence in Jingzhao.

Before he could finish speaking, a high-footed wine cup was hurled at him, smashing his head open and bleeding; he hastily knelt on the ground, repeatedly begging forgiveness, daring not to say another word.

He then led Mei Qinghan, Tang Bao, and others out of the reception hall and left the Fu Shen Palace.

Three corpses of Level-7 mutated beasts, one severed black giant tree—these items were undeniably coveted; a Level-7 mutated beast could destroy an entire large settlement.

In the Mirror World, Mu Fengji dragged himself into the bathroom, rushed over, but found the "door" would not open no matter what he did.

From his address, Qin Xianyu knew this man was a first-generation disciple of the Divine Sect, of the same generation as himself; thus, his cultivation must have surpassed the Third Realm of Earth, reaching above the Seventh Turn Earth Immortal.

In Xiao Dongchen's mind, attacking these people was simply a waste of his own strength.

Onstage, Old Wang flashed to the side of the Mu cultivator, examined the few treasures the Mu cultivator had just mentioned, then nodded to Rong Qiaofan onstage.

After an indeterminate length of time, within the dark vision, divine particles occasionally collapsed under strain, while vast nebulae periodically contracted again.

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd erupted in uproar; Meng Lang's reputation plummeted instantly—how could someone from the Heavenly River Valley speak so openly like this?

Zhang Chen thought of Brother Monkey, Sun Wukong, his other famous title—the Battle Victory Buddha—a classic example of faith and dark energy being combined and utilized.

Chen Daha scratched his head; he truly had no understanding of China's foreign investment situation. He had decided on the last project on a whim, never considering whether policy permitted it—after all, if things went wrong, Xia Baiping would tell him.

Amidst the faint glimmers of dark-gold light, Mu's twisted face gradually calmed; in his perception, the flickering dark-gold light did not lessen the agony of soul pressure, yet it gradually gave him a strange sensation.

After such a prolonged stalemate, the Tang-Fan allied army had lost the high morale they had when they first stormed to the walls of Chang'an; unable to breach the city for so long, thousands died daily—no matter how spirited an army might be, it could no longer maintain its morale.