Chapter 128: Please, Everyone, Enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner

Originally, hearing about a treasure hunt, Chen Ye should have been quite pleased.

Who in cultivation doesn't like treasures? Who doesn't want a few more powerful magical treasures in hand?

It's just that after witnessing over a hundred thousand people turn to ash and vanish, Chen Ye currently has no thought of picking up leftovers. Instead, seeing the Venerable Master risk revealing his true form just to recruit him, he couldn't help but ask: "You need me to work for you again, right? After that sword strike just now, the Qinghe Sword Sect has already noticed the demon here; you dare not act rashly anymore."

Except for his action speed being one tier lower, all other attributes reached Grade C; thus, as long as his ability level met the standard, he would be officially classified as a Grade C ability user.

This unreasonable area-of-effect attack, while burying even himself, isn't something everyone possesses the instinct for life or combat for. Moreover, since Su Ye is a regular within the Misfortune Halo's range, he is certainly very familiar with its operating rules; others are very likely to be buried because they are too eager to kill Su Ye.

Old Du continued to sigh. Hearing this sigh, Li Ke, deep in his heart, desperately hoped the knight would win.

"There is, but I wonder what reward Young Master Su Ye desires?" Yafei narrowed her eyes like a fox.

His narrow phoenix eyes closed as he took a sip of Lafite; the taste was sweet, icy, and cool—quite good.

Their supplies were scarce, but there were always some stocks, such as these white cloths, of which they also possessed a portion.

In silence, she raised her hand, her slender five fingers loosely clenching. In an instant, the moisture in the heavens and earth gathered here; underground pipes burst with a boom, and the fire hydrant by the road exploded into the sky with a bang.

Therefore, every scientist is a gift from heaven; the Han Dynasty's newspapers promoted it this way. Thus, the Han Dynasty granted these scientists extremely high status, which is why the Han's Industrial City presents today's scene.

"Is it really possible?" Illya cried tears of joy. Her mother had agreed; next, she only needed to bring back an ancestor, and there should be a high probability of success.

Zhao Dongting replied with a calm gaze: "I am indeed not a sword cultivator, but as a cultivator at the Cave Heaven Realm, I at least possess some knowledge."

"Since Liang Shanbo is too shy, I shall give him some private space," Zhu Yingtai thought, continuing to examine those picture books as if nothing were wrong.

This young man, formerly a county magistrate, was already very steady; now, not a trace of impatience remained. Having traveled a long distance, he still bore the dust of the road, yet standing there, he possessed an aura as still and majestic as a mountain, perfectly suiting the character "Mountain" in his assumed name.

The living room inside was bright and warm, with a bar counter and a full assortment of various drinks. Gu Yunchang selected a can of yogurt and handed it to Mu Xin.

She didn't knock. Relying on the fact that he still owed her an immense favor, she wanted to launch a surprise attack; surely he wouldn't be angry?

After showering, he was told his change of clothes wouldn't be delivered until early the next morning, so he squeezed onto Lin Xiaomo's 1.2-meter single bed.

That was a place all the wealthy in the city loved to visit; he was also a regular, often treating some distinguished guests there. They served top-tier abalone, sea cucumber, and shark fin soup; the price was not cheap, but the quality was consistent. However, Ye Ning probably shouldn't like such a place.

Looking down at "Transparency" fighting desperately below, Young Master Cangyue's face was pale and cold. Perhaps he had been suspicious of him at the start, but now he was utterly shocked.

Explanation; he could always find the best reason to explain. But why did it always happen this way? After she discovered his deception time and again, there was explanation after explanation. Even if she believed him, what then? This life was so exhausting.

Everyone has a love for beauty; she was actually also worried about leaving ugly scars on her face and legs.

"Jian Man, this is red date and goji berry tea with brown sugar added. If you're thirsty, drink this. I'm stewing chicken soup; it will be ready to drink in a little while." Fang Yi wore a gentle smile, holding a glass cup containing a dark red liquid, wafting a rich aroma.