Volume 1, Chapter 64: Gazing with Endless Longing (Part 1)

"What you are about to hear will determine your destination after entering the sect; do not take it lightly," Beitang Yi interjected.

However, he was right about one thing: tearing down the houses was precisely to acquire building materials such as bricks and tiles to construct a perimeter wall.

For the past few months, he had been diligently cultivating the Flame Quenching Art. Although he had never tested the true extent of the flames' might, it was certain to be growing increasingly powerful.

If Qu Duoduo chose to back down this time, from a man's perspective, Zou Kai was also a man of blood and mettle. No matter how much he liked her, he would not continue pursuing her.

Golden Phoenix stared at the menu in utter bewilderment: the entire page was filled with "No"—why on earth were none of these items allowed to be ordered?

The zombie lying on the ground finally staggered to its feet, and the result was naturally, without a shred of suspense, being instantly slain by Rambo with a single blow.

Beitang Yi had the water buffalo halt, intending to urge Qingwen, who was even lazier than himself, but it seemed it was already too late.

The elderly Zen master pressed his palms together and chanted a mantra. The golden handprint instantly expanded, and the two sand beasts dissolved into two wisps of fine sand.

Remembering earlier, merely a single-digit number of mutant cockroaches had brutally slain several crew members.

"Is this really appropriate? I heard that the items inside are very expensive," the Dragon Emperor said, looking at the Wood Spirit with a troubled expression.

If his family were to find out that Dalin had become a traitor to the Demon race, his parents would inevitably suffer discrimination and ostracization from the villagers.

Based on her conjecture, Lin Jie must have encountered some trouble. To prevent a greater impact, she had to contain the fermentation of the incident.

"The master didn't mention this, but I suppose it should be when everyone's spirits are at their highest," Steward Song replied casually as he took the silver note and pinched it to test its texture.

"Let's go, straight to Phoenix City!" Ouyang Haotian used the very last shred of his newly recovered strength to wrench himself free from the golden-winged roc's talons, his Jiuhua Sword slashing apart the shadow as he plummeted downward.

Human curiosity is forever the greatest, especially when facing such anticipation-filled gift packs. Even Lin Jie could not be exempt from this, and he excitedly clicked open the grand gift pack.

Such a feat placed extremely high demands on a player's technical skill, and there were very few players like Tang Chen who possessed both high agility and exceptional operational control.

After the Golden Core solidified, the generation speed of the vitality primordial liquid in the Vitality Pool increased severalfold. Most of the spiritual fruits nearby bore fruit only once every few centuries, but now they were blooming, and those that bore fruit every few decades were already producing fruit.

As for who killed the Tree Queen's descendant, perhaps some old fossils might care, but with no other clansmen within a hundred-mile radius here, who could verify that he was the one who did it?

Upon arriving at the venue, a cluster of vibrant banners was hung at the main entrance, and standees and slogans lined the roadside.

As Ah Hu spoke, his voice grew hoarse again, his massive shoulders heaving with every few sobs as if he were weeping.

You must be joking! Even though he was a veteran leader from the Shanghai Education Bureau, this year's campus recruitment had already concluded long ago.

Yet Ji Yuning would not wait that long; he estimated he could shoot this film by the late 1980s.

The couple were former workers at a textile factory who had ridden the tide of the era to establish their own company.

Old Master Wu was a great scholar; he knew of last year's television drama, having only arrived at the State Administration of Radio and Television this year. Ji Yuning's solemn words gradually made Old Master Wu's expression grow serious as well.

Ye Ze felt a pang of agonizing heartache. The money that was originally his to claim had all been converted into Qin Jiang's, leaving him utterly unwilling to accept it, yet reality was just as it was and he was powerless to change it.

After chatting with me, Zhao Lei published his conclusion online, and simultaneously, the production team responsible for the *Game Deliverer* series also contacted Jiang Qingwan.

Liu Qi's explosive temper was just about to flare up when he was hurriedly dragged away by Xia Minghui and Gao Zhiyuan. They were well aware that going head-to-head with the instructors during military training would yield absolutely no good outcome. Besides, this was only the first day, with twenty more days ahead; if the instructors wanted to make things difficult for them, they had countless ways to do so.

Han Yishui's tone exuded a sort of unrestrained wildness. Song Yanyan knew her guess was spot on—this despicable man was now resorting to unscrupulous means.

Because no one was watching and the other attending servants had been dealt with so that they slept heavily, she returned to the embroidery tower without any misgivings in a strange posture, then locked the door behind her.

A silver dragon surged across the clear pool, thrashing wildly up and down, left and right, stirring the secluded, pristine pool into a turbulent flurry.

The four individuals before the door sniffed the air with extremely subtle movements, exchanged a glance, and turned to look at the items in the courtyard, a flash of inscrutable light crossing their eyes.

The token she produced was precisely the one given to her by Qin Chi—the unique token capable of representing Qin Chi's identity.

Gongyi Wuying involuntarily thought of Shangguan Yuchen, that peerlessly favored darling of heaven who nevertheless loved her to the point of obsession, employing thunderous methods to silence all potential voices of doubt and sealing off every possible exit, solely to keep her by his side.

He finally understood that Guan Hongtian had deliberately chosen this exact timing. By doing so, his attitude would only provoke even greater suspicion among everyone.

Seeing Huan Hua racked with such agonizing anxiety, Chu Hui felt a pang of pity and wanted to offer words of comfort, yet he knew that until the final moment arrived, any words would be pale and powerless. Thus, he simply remained silent, gently patting Huan Hua's back just as one would soothe a restless child.

Lu Jiaxue would never truly trust anyone. Having slain his own brother back then to seize his peerage, and with the people around him changing over and over throughout all these years, who had ever truly won his trust?

Amidst this mighty shout from the gods and demons, with a thunderous crash of "crack," the world within the Starry Sky Pool seemed to have a corner ripped away from it, and the location of the Ten Directions World was precisely that torn-away corner.