Chapter 823: Luo Chen, do you know what you must face for betraying the Profound Heaven Dao Sect?

Can a low-level cultivator reason with a Nascent Soul True Person?

The answer is no!

Especially since Luo Chen is currently the most prominent Nascent Soul True Person in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Countless powerhouses fawn over him; with a single wave of his arm, the masses respond.

The Mingyuan Sacred Land actively recruits him, a Soul Transformation powerhouse personally invites him, and he is soon to take charge of the Alchemy Saint Hall.

Even a great cultivator of long-standing fame like True Person Shenyuan dares not act arrogant before Luo Chen, instead discussing matters with him in a friendly manner.

He beat Zhao Yong again; this time it was much more severe than the beating given to Huang Mao. Moreover, Zhao Yong's ability to withstand a beating was far inferior to Huang Mao's, and Huang Mao, seeing us beat Zhao Yong, also frowned and sat to the side smoking.

Watching the Grand Princess rise, Yang Qingqing also hurriedly wiped her hands, put down the grapes, and stomped along behind her. How could such a good show be missing her?

Although he couldn't see his expression, he could feel the trembling and excitement coming from Zhao Shuo.

Of course, this did not include Shen Feiyu; he hadn't smiled once since he sat down, looking as gloomy as a rainy day.

And now, he was in a difficult position; after all, he had already stated his request, which meant there was room for negotiation. If he had simply refused clearly from the start, that would have been natural, but now it was merely a matter of asking him to change his request. If he insisted on this request, then things would be hard to say.

Before Zhang Xin'er could finish speaking, Lin Tianlong turned and forcibly kissed her mouth. Zhang Xin'er did not resist, her hands gently hugging Lin Tianlong's body. This kiss blocked all the words in her heart; this kiss was her first kiss, whether on Earth or in this world.

Fortunately, Yu Xin took care of me during this time, teasing her when there was nothing to do, and then chatting nonsense with that idiot Nan. A week later, we successfully left the hospital.

"The Four Swords of Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire! Is it Sima Yuanji or Ye Cangjian?" Looking at the four swords, Lin Yi's expression turned cold, and he said in a chilly voice.

Seeing this mark was like an ordinary person seeing a skull and crossbones; it represented danger, it represented fear.

"How far is it from here to Broken Stone Mountain?" Xianyu Chen's expression was as steady as a mountain, yet it also had a cold, ruthless flavor.

She separated his palms and interlaced her fingers with his. She said nothing, because she felt there was no need to say anything; this man had already given her enough security.

The Four Sacred Beasts fled in four directions—east, west, south, and north—their blood or fur scattering along the way, falling into fields, forests, valleys, and rivers... Everything mutated after obtaining this special energy.

Wei Pengtian did not speak, but his expression already told Liu Wuxie: between you and me, it is a fight to the death.

She even specially bought Cen Feng's album, praising it endlessly after listening. With Wen Xing acting as a go-between, the matter was easily settled. Cen Feng also liked the script after reading it and promised to compose music for the theme lyrics Yu Lingmei had already written.

"Even if I cannot reach the realm of my ancestors in this life, I have decided to continue cultivating. Wudang internal arts have long been lost; now that they have been passed to me, I have the responsibility to carry them on." Zhang Xing said.

Hearing the report from his subordinate, Ye Gou couldn't help but be stunned; her intuition told her that her plan had already been seen through by Tong Xi.

Thinking of this, while her stamina had not yet been exhausted, Gu Ling'er called for help again.

In ten years, such scenes had appeared countless times in his nightmares; he understood that this was an obstacle he had to overcome.

So, despite the intense itching all over his body, he had no way to deal with it and could only let the Qi points run wild.

Finally, it was Shen Fang's turn; the last bowl of soup was his. Just as he was about to drink it, it was snatched away by Qin Shaochong and finished.

Ye Yu Yao ignored them; she had already found out everything before coming, so she headed straight for her destination this time.

After deciding, Gao Xi called Lü Chengfeng again to share the good news.

"That's great!" Tu Xu was happy. If this could last until his son's time, wouldn't his son also be able to easily settle down and start a career?

Dracula was exceptionally astonished by this giant ape that had appeared out of thin air, but his figure paused for a moment before reappearing ten meters away.

That was a level only a Great Martial Master could reach—dancing in the sky using only their own strength, without the aid of any external force.

As soon as the voice fell, upon hearing Chen Han's reply, the five-clawed black dragon let out a roar of shock.

Furthermore, having grown accustomed to seeing Chen Yuxin and the others, Chen Han had long since become immune to this tiny bit of Duanmu Xue's beauty.

Everything here started from scratch and used entirely clean energy; compared to Yellowstone State on Earth, the environment here was even more beautiful, and it was also much more suitable for grazing.

"Very good, indeed no one discovered us. In that case, we won't need to expend much effort to kill them all." Seeing everyone working steadily on the screen without the slightest disorder, Lu Chen nodded with satisfaction, thinking that in this way, they could use the most perfect Plan A.

Chen Yuyue pushing the door open clearly startled President Hu, who had been turned into a "chrysalis." President Hu instantly froze in terror, thinking that the "man in black" who had suddenly appeared and turned him into this state had returned.

January 1, 1988, the Year of the Dragon, Tiananmen Square was officially opened to domestic and foreign tourists. The sudden prosperity brought by the surge in tourists benefited many cities, and even Dongcheng, which was far from Beijing, was no exception.

I nodded, clearly agreeing with his point of view. According to my guess, this Lanyin Temple was clearly rigged with ingenious mechanisms by someone; no wonder it was so difficult to find.