Chapter 157: Recapturing Pang Wen

"A piece of flesh from the Wujiu Demon Venerable?"

Chen Ye did not react immediately, but upon careful thought, he also felt the Sect Master's idea was not bad.

Was not the most famous thing about the Fenxiang Sect the Soul-Washing Flower that grew from the body of the Wujiu Demon Venerable? This treasure could allow a Qi Refining cultivator to break through to the Soul Transformation realm, making it a top-tier rare treasure under heaven.

Moreover, breaking through using the Soul-Washing Flower was far safer than other methods; for a cultivator, the most important thing was longevity, and this Soul-Washing Flower could allow one to break through to the realm of Minor Immortality.

On that day, Haqi was ordered to lead a team to explore the Northwest Abyss; the experiences Haqi and his group encountered were similar to ours. When they reached the cliff, they also encountered three-faced human heads, but those were all ghosts floating down, so no danger appeared anywhere, only some fright.

Little did he know that outside, Xiao Chen had been driven to the brink of despair; the numbness within his body continued to spread, and those damned sea races kept attacking relentlessly, even punching numerous holes in the sturdy giant crab.

Speaking thus, she led all the demon warriors in another direction, for there lay a holy aura that all demons detested; however, only she could sense it, while ordinary demon warriors would merely feel slightly uncomfortable.

At the time, she simply did not want Yuya Le to attract Lou Xuerou's attention, so she casually claimed her monthly cycle had just ended.

It was not until the youth's aura stabilized completely that the light of the war drum began to fully recede, plunging the entire square into silence.

"This girl is so noisy; I know, I know. You go back first and have the kitchen prepare the dishes; we will return once we are done playing." Lu Shi waved his hand impatiently.

But Niu Sanpao knew they were pirates who robbed merchant ships, killed and kidnapped people, and committed rape and plunder; doing every kind of evil was their byword. Yet on this island, there were also strange various rules, which was what made Niu Sanpao doubt.

Otherwise, if it were an ordinary family daring to commit such an offense, would they not have already been exterminated? How could the Imperial Ancestral Tomb be profaned by outsiders?

At this moment, sense of direction mattered little; with a deep pool before me, I could not enter the water again, so I could only take the path behind me. After wandering blindly for a while, my toes unexpectedly hit an obstacle; reaching out to touch it, I found a stone wall right before me.

What terrifying will and belief must one possess to be willing to destroy one's cultivation base again and again, leaping down from those lofty peaks, only to climb up once more?

It was only at this moment that Yang Ming learned the Sect Master Jiang's name; previously, he had not known at all, calling him "Sect Master Jiang" every day.

Taowu's tone was full of questioning and incomprehension; he did not understand why the Azure Dragon would risk his life just to obey those foolish missions.

A few seconds later, the indignant Meng Wuxie appeared before everyone, driving her imported Volkswagen CC coupe.

Over the past year or so, the Azuma family had developed well... many clansmen who previously lacked ninja techniques due to physical reasons had received promotions.

Upon hearing Ning Xue's words, Zheng Hao indeed felt somewhat troubled in his heart; if he did not lend it to her, she had helped him greatly, but if he did lend it, the system had originally been strictly instructed by Hui Zhitong not to involve others, keeping it strictly confidential even from Qin Bingbing.

Ye Tian's mind could not help but conjure up Su Yuxin's graceful figure and her exquisite curves.

Therefore, the Gaoshan tribe intended to wait until the political marriage was completed the day after tomorrow, then join forces with Marton and the Gaoshan soldiers to extensively search for the Demon King Ilis Beya, using this as a pretext to declare war on other races and human territories.

To avoid arousing the suspicion of the court ministers, Murong Murong Qingran also raised her wine cup and drained it in one gulp; a faint, elegant fragrance filled her mouth, warming her stomach as it went down. "But how do you know that I can? Or rather, what do you know?" Putting down the cup, Murong Murong Qingran looked indifferently at Beiming Hanxuan.