32. If You’re Not Eager to Eat, There’s Something Wrong with Your Head.

“Find a vehicle within thirty minutes. After that, I’m leaving.”

With that, Li Xiaoxiao turned and got into the car.

These people had been observing Li Xiaoxiao and the others for two days. Everyone else had already demonstrated their abilities, proving that they were all power users.

Li Xiaoxiao’s display just now had likewise confirmed that she was a power user—and a fire-type one at that.

A team composed entirely of power users was a tremendous guarantee of safety for them. At the very least, they would not need to worry about their security.

Everyone exchanged glances.

Although Yang Guo’s injuries were no longer serious after he took the Jade Bee Nectar, the wounds still tingled and itched in waves, making him scratch them from time to time.

“So that’s enough for you to decide I’m a good person?” I said with a smile. Naturally, I was not foolish enough to reveal the truth of my own accord.

The next seven cultivation diagrams were each more complicated than the last. Even a single glance was enough to make one’s head spin, and actually practicing them would surely prove extraordinarily difficult.

“That’s true as well.” I nodded. It seemed that choosing which course to take might require some thought.

As long as he found the right opportunity, he could certainly rise again. The only thing he needed was a little more time. When had Cao Yao become so lacking in ambition that he would sell him out to Ye Jingcheng for a mere three hundred million?

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The plane landed in Liaodong. They then drove to the ski resort, where everyone changed clothes while the cameras followed them individually.

After returning to her sect and finishing her business, she had hurried over to find Shen Chong. She simply wanted to teach her disciple how to cultivate.

Amid the generals’ laughter inside the room, Pang Meng, despite being in his forties or fifties, awkwardly scratched his head before breaking into a foolish grin.

After entering the arena, stars of the Trail Blazers, including Clyde Drexler and Terry Porter, even embraced Wang Lei.

Faced with the allied army’s vanguard surging toward them like a tidal wave, the soldiers of the Great Wu Kingdom—nearly a hundred thousand strong—displayed superb military discipline.

Cyan light surged as Liu Chen halted his movement. His body was covered in patches of bruising, all of them inflicted by Shi Yan. His opponent’s body-tempering technique was extraordinarily formidable. Had the True Demon Body not advanced, Liu Chen would have suffered severe injuries in his normal state.

Yao Rui took the black crystal and examined it in his hand. Once he had confirmed it, he handed it to Luo Xi. To him, the crystal held less appeal than the incense powder he still had in his possession.

On a certain island, in a dimly lit room, a man dressed in an Armani suit stood silently by the window, gazing at the roses he had planted himself. Their vivid blossoms were delicate and glistening, an eerie red that seemed almost capable of dripping blood.

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he glanced at us and sat down. At that moment, he noticed Zheng Shao sitting with his eyes closed, while Ye Fan was quietly digesting Ling Tian’s account. I was not in the habit of speaking, but this time I had to say something.

“What do you want their name for?” Su Jin immediately shot back. The other party’s grim tone clearly suggested that he intended to settle the score later, and she was not foolish enough to cooperate.

“When the soul is severed at Violet Thorn, when the spirit is broken upon Soulbreak Cliff, even another life may continue the beautiful tale. The Violet Thorn River is where souls are parted; Soulbreak Cliff is where spirits are shattered.” Yue murmured to herself as she concealed her figure and flew toward the summit of the cliff.

“Well? Lan hasn’t been spouting nothing but nonsense, has he?” Given what he knew of Lan, not everything she said would be nonsense—but she certainly would not have said anything useful without saying a great deal that was not.

When experts clashed, low-level cultivators like them had no qualifications whatsoever to interfere. As the domain ahead suddenly exploded apart, the figures of the two combatants within it abruptly became visible.

When Lu Yue reached the three skeletons, she frowned and carefully examined them. She discovered that, while alive, they seemed to have simply fallen asleep; there were no traces of combat on their bodies at all. After being soaked in the river for a thousand years, nothing remained but their bones.

“Venerable Murong, may I ask why you have come to my Nine-Bend Netherworld this time?” Evil Young Master was wicked by nature and spoke with equal directness.

The people of the Netherworld were most skilled in, and strongest at, spiritual attacks against the soul. Once struck by such an attack, one could only await death. Now that Soul Chaser had seized this opportunity, his death was certain.