Chapter 53: She Is Waiting for Me

What on earth was written in those things? When he was young, he couldn't understand a single bit of it; it was far too profound.

Compared to other techniques like the Thousand-Needle Dart or the Crimson Dart, the strength of the Earth-Burst Dart lay in its unique concealment and unexpected suddenness. As a result, Nangong Jin and the others fell victim to it one after another, suffering heavy casualties.

Seeing Po Jun's complexion gradually improving under the effects of the medicinal pill, Liu Shan finally dropped the heavy burden weighing on his heart, breathing a silent sigh of relief at how close it had been.

Everyone objecting now was merely bargaining, trying to suppress the category of supreme treasures Cheng Buyun would obtain. In the end, today's proposal would still be passed.

However, what they were studying this time was no military campaign tactic or operational art; instead, they were learning civil engineering operations.

"It doesn't matter, everyone brainstorm together. Even if the method you propose has flaws, we can find ways to help you refine it. Who knows, it might just succeed?" Su Bingyun encouraged Huo'er.

Overjoyed, he immediately reported this to the newly crowned Pope Nicholas II, arranging an audience with this Norman envoy from Sicily for that very morning.

The reason she did not die was not because she possessed an ordinary mortal body, but rather that she was a soul warrior whose physique had undergone extensive refinement through massive amounts of soul power.

Seeing the group fooling around, Cheng Buyun knew in his heart that their friendship must be quite deep. After all, having ventured together in the Necropolis of the Gods, without genuine camaraderie, they would never have dared entrust their descendants to one another in such perilous grounds.

A terrifying roar echoed. The body of the bodyguard who attempted to ambush Po Jun was struck as if hit by a rutting bull, and the sound of shattering bones rang out like festive firecrackers.

Of course, if one had enough credit points, they could also purchase a spacecraft that belonged entirely to themselves.

After all, the luck of the former Pirate King, Gol D. Roger, was simply too extraordinary; no matter how many experts were dispatched, they were always able to escape. This was primarily because their pirate crew possessed merely a single ship, allowing them the ultimate freedom to go wherever they pleased.

As for herself, in a fit of rage, she had drawn her sword and injured Li Xiaoyao. After calming down afterward, Lin Yueru also felt deeply regretful, feeling that she should not have been so impulsive at the time. Yet mistakes were already made, and regret was useless—which was why Lin Yueru had come to seek her father, Lin Zhennan. She wanted to hear his opinion and figure out how to handle the aftermath.

To act in such a manner—both bestowing the pill and helping to refine it—demonstrated painstaking effort to the extreme. Without a massive sacrifice from the Buddhist sect, and given the lofty status of Lord Taishang Laojun, it would have been utterly impossible for him to do such things.

Too late, friends. The corrupting power of Nefarius has taken hold, and I cannot—control myself.

Flesh and blood gushed forth like a fountain, and the body of the spirit snake was instantly blasted through, leaving a gaping hollow. Through the hole, one could see the head of the spirit snake crashing heavily to the ground, howling in agonizing pain.

Nazer finally snapped out of his shock. His expression shifted rapidly, and gritting his teeth, he grabbed his longbow and sprinted toward the crater.

Mu Yunmo withdrew her already rare smile. "Stop flattering yourself. I already told you I wasn't here to see you." With that, she put on a stern face and walked away. After a few steps, she paused and spoke again, "If you're injured, go back and rest early. Stop running around everywhere." Her figure flashed and vanished into the night.

"Very good, you may leave." Watching Zhao Tianzhi set a fine example with his Golden Dragon-Tiger Rings, Li Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

However, the roaring explosion that followed immediately drowned out the piercing screams, sounding like a muffled thunderclap bursting aboard the ship.

Her gentle voice carried immense confidence. Chang'e did not speak of any "what-ifs," because she believed in her man; she believed that crises would always be resolved, and believed that her man could bring a bright future to her and her sisters.

"Coming well!" The King of Yuezhi brought his hands together, and an intangible, immensely oppressive aura emanated from the center of his brow.

"It seems these ferocious beasts are still extremely vigilant. With this kind of setup, the moment we disrupt the earthly veins, we'll probably be discovered," Nie Wuhou said in a deep voice.

"Boom..." An aura belonging to an Douzun suddenly erupted from Han Yue, heavily slamming toward Hong Chen and the other experts of the Hong family.

"Hmph hmph, you surely haven't forgotten the good deeds you pulled off at the Luoshen Temple in Huairou County?" the white-haired fox said.

Having received confirmation from Gin, Tohka kicked the towering Sandalphon. The giant throne toppled forward, its shape undergoing a subtle transformation at the very same instant.

At this moment, her complexion was deathly pale, as though she had suffered severe trauma.

Tian Shu was single-mindedly determined to help Falcon establish his prestige. Being able to deal with Ye Fei, the rising star of the capital city, in front of so many bigshots from the Jiangnan region could also be considered a generous gift to Falcon.

Naturally, this poison was even more lethal to alien-masters, because alien-masters relied on the spiritual energy within their divine souls to construct boundary arrays. A profound cultivator's combat style, however, did not rely on the divine soul, but rather on the profound energy within their elixir field.

Originally, the Grandmaster and the others had planned to hurry out of the Star Dou Great Forest, but when Zhang Kuang prepared to carry Zhang Zuo on his back, the moment his hand touched him, Zhang Zuo wailed like a ghost. Consequently, they were delayed for a full three days, and by now Zhang Zuo had clearly improved a lot.

"What kind of situation is this? Sun Jian has always minded his own business and kept out of our way all these years. Why would he suddenly come to Sister Tao's massage parlor to cause trouble for you?" Ninth Master asked with a cautious expression.

The conversation between those two earlier had been extremely stealthy. Although he sat close by, his mind was entirely occupied by the hand that had made contact with Ning Yishi, leaving his heart filled with sweetness.

"I must finish the task of helping Bai Feng'er secure a job within this week!" A sense of urgency welled up inside Zhang Jin.

Although Achima might not make a good leader, he was undoubtedly a rare and exceptional assassin. When compared to Wuxin in terms of strength, there wouldn't be too vast a gap between them.

Early the next morning, sunlight streamed onto the hospital bed, and Bai Qiming woke up. His gaze stared blankly at the ceiling for a full ten minutes before he finally recalled the events of yesterday.

It was truly laughable that a corporation's method of handling contract disputes was not going to court, but rather resorting to such tactics.

Wu Qiao pursed her lips, and just as she was about to ask how the cake house operated, she inadvertently caught her own reflection in his deep, ocean-like eyes.

As soon as Li Zhan finished speaking, a middle-aged man looking to be in his early fifties walked out from the side of the stage.

Before Zheng Xiyan could even react, she was dragged out. Right before stepping out the door, she clearly caught Zheng Wanyan's mocking expression.

Looking at the bowl of glittering golden broth before him, Eighth Master Tang still felt a pang of heartache—this single bowl was worth over one and a half million. But thinking that it could eradicate the root of his illness, the money was well worth it. With that thought, he picked up the medicinal soup and drained it in one gulp.