Chapter 56: Numbing and Spicy Hot Rice Noodles

They probably knew that shouting would be useless since no one would come to buy anyway. Porridge for five cents a bowl, steamed buns for three cents each, and flatbread for five cents a piece. The prices sounded cheap enough, but since people could easily make these things at home, why bother coming out to spend money needlessly? Quite a few people stopped by Lin Xiang's stall, but no one asked about the prices. This was somewhat different from what Lin Xiang had anticipated. She had assumed that as soon as the aroma of the spicy noodles wafted out...

Even major factions were on such high alert, let alone the solitary experts who had come to the assembly alone. However, at this moment, Ye Fantian had already rushed toward Zhou Yehuo. His body emitted a terrifying roar like that of a tiger, and from his feet all the way up to his knees, two horrifying physical manifestations of true energy had unexpectedly formed.

With an exquisite figure gliding across the night sky, Qing Hong gazed into the distant night sky. Demon City was not too far from the Red Ridge Mountains; having been away for so many days, it was about time she went to visit her eldest brother...

"You..." Qing Hong gnashed her teeth in anger. He actually wasn't pleased even when she was being nice to him—humph, what a born masochist.

Inside the residence of the Dean of Canaan Academy, Yafei was sitting cross-legged in cultivation. Right before her, the void suddenly split open, and the handsome figure of a youth around seventeen or eighteen years of age suddenly appeared.

In the gloomy and silent night, a speck of red rapidly soared dozens of feet into mid-air, followed by a loud bang.

While having Trelok protect her, Xu Yun also stopped Rebecca, who was just getting ready to enter a combat stance to protect her.

Mo Yangze's actions caused the malicious look deep in the slightly lowered eyes of Ji Zimo to grow even more intense.

Countless martial cultivators stared at this ancient array, a faint trace of apprehension crossing their faces. Numerous disciples of the Kun Divine Realm began surging toward this place together, rapidly plunging into the ancient array.

The initial leg of a journey is always the easiest. The guide at the very front controlled the pace, keeping it steady and moderate—this was a gradual acclimatization process designed to help climbers adapt to the high-altitude environment.

A disdainful, cold sneer appeared at the corner of Qiu Ye's mouth; he wanted to see what kind of tricks Lang Fen was trying to pull.

Yet, the next moment, after watching the video, they had no choice but to believe that everything before their eyes was real.

Lin Jing was somewhat displeased. She had promised him that once this matter was settled, she would not leave and would stay by his side all along.

However, back then, those five youths had already gone out together to work for nearly a year. Yet Wang Tao did not give up; he immediately sold the only remaining property his family had—that house—and left the village with the money to search for these five youths in the urban area of Zhongwei.

The higher the grade of the star runes, the stronger the starlight energy carried by the refined star pills.

However, Wu Ying was not as foolish as him. Upon seeing her mother-in-law, her expression turned unsightly, tinged even with a hint of shame.

But how on earth could this be? What was the reason behind such a miraculous and bizarre occurrence?

Immediately afterward, blood continued to gush from both of their bodies, while their weapons crossed paths at that exact moment. They locked in a stalemate once again, and then, exerting force simultaneously, both coughed up a mouthful of blood into the air for reasons unknown, their weapons snapping cleanly in half right at the shafts.

Ling Yu frowned. With a virtual grab of his hand toward the dark-faced cultivator's waist-mounted beast pouch, he reeled the pouch into his grasp and swept his divine sense inward to inspect it.

"For the performance, let's just casually do a chorus or a stage play," a student suggested from below.

At this moment, Situ Huan had no idea that she had been forced to take the blame. Internally, she yawned while wondering what kind of alcohol to drink; ever since transmigrating into Situ Huan's body, she had been forced to suppress her craving for alcohol just to maintain her persona.

The clumsy dragon issued its command, its coarse voice startling Haige so that both his shoulders trembled. He hurriedly pulled the control stick back to transmit the command to the AI system. The voice echoed inside his mind, and he had to speak it aloud with his own mouth for it to take effect.