Chapter 87
86. Complete Companion Ghost Pill Formula (4K, 2/2)
Zhou Chang and Zhou Sanji stood side by side before a doorway no higher than his knees.
Inside the doorway, the inscriptions on the altar were sharp and clear.
After reading the characters, Zhou Chang was certain that through this door, he could reach Feng Si’s altar.
He glanced slightly toward Zhou Sanji beside him.
On Zhou Sanji’s shoulders and forehead, each burned a flame; the three flames differed in hue.
These were the old man’s “Three Surrounding Flames.”
People
People came one after another to offer congratulations and invited Xu Yang to banquets, but Xu Yang had no time for them—he simply said he was exhausted and declined all invitations.
“I’m not sticking it.” Wu Hua said, looking at his torn clothes and glancing at the other’s hand, signaling her to let go.
“You’re annoying—you’re doing this, so I won’t talk to you anymore.” Zhou Min, slightly embarrassed, pouted at Wu Hua.
Though disappointing, it was expected. If space could be so easily pierced to let outside light and sound in, then after all her many entries and exits, countless foreign things would have slipped in. Over time, wouldn’t the spiritual energy inside the space be diluted and neutralized?
“Oh oh, Sister Zhong Ling, I’m here to find my cousin San Feng.” She gave Zhong Ling a meaningful glance, as if saying, Don’t expose me.
Seeing so much money appear in his account, Zhou Changde’s eyes turned red with excitement. Over two million was enough to keep his clothing factory running normally.
Soon enough, someone came—but did not approach to ask questions, only glanced briefly before leaving—princes and princesses in the palace who favored flutes and reed pipes were few, and everyone recognized the Phoenix-Guiding Flute in the Fourteenth Prince’s hand; few would dare interfere or obstruct.
She proved to the world with her strength that anyone she, Leng Yue, chose to protect was the most honored person under heaven.
Thank you—for today, you let me experience warmth and feelings I’d never known before. Though love is still too early for me, I won’t be like Jia Xin says—I won’t miss anything, because once missed, I might truly lose the most beautiful thing in life.
“This, this, hahaha.” Tai Long couldn’t say anything, only laughed nervously.
Lin Yong leapt lightly aside, dodging the wooden pole’s strike. Before the Indian thug could retract his hand, Lin Yong flapped his wings three times, straightened his body downward, contracted into an arrow, and shot along the bamboo pole—swoosh!—straight toward the thug’s face.
Behind them, the furious, sorrowful cry that had torn through the sky arrived. As Void itself, even she could not ultimately control the power of fate.
The two followed Lin Yong’s sense of smell forward; the scent left along the way grew fainter, but to Lin Yong, it remained thick and tangible—as clear as a precise guide pointing to his shoulder, leading them to the edge of a frozen stream.
BOOM! The massive locomotive slammed into the tunnel ahead, smashing through everything in its path, unstoppable! Shi Feng had no path to escape—he roared, thrust both hands forward, assuming a full-defense stance.
In harsh terms, it was brainwashing. Students listened to the Masters’ lectures like attending class; as each word they spoke penetrated their minds, cultivators who sincerely comprehended gradually absorbed the Masters’ experiences, slowly enhancing their insight and realm.
Tu Ying walked up to Lin Yong, and Lin Yong immediately wrapped his overcoat around Tu Ying.
With those words, everyone present knew Mu Zifei had no intention of letting this matter rest.
Greed! I give you the Ghost Pill, you give me your life! What use is the Ghost Pill now? Yet they rarely realize this.
For the Basic Draw, Ling Zhou Tian didn’t place much importance—he input all ten draws at once.
Though it held little value for him now, it remained crucial for the Dimension Plaza’s development: currently, there were few Silver Members there, and not a single one had spent the exorbitant cost to enter the Seventh, Eighth, or Ninth Layers of the Eternal Tower.
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