Volume 1, Chapter 55: Why Didn't She Scold Me?

Before eight o'clock, Wu Xingxue was already woken up by a noise, as if ten thousand toads were croaking downstairs.

After having a hearty breakfast prepared by Grandma Qin using the ingredients purchased yesterday and dragging his feet until nine o'clock, Wu Xingxue finally opened the first layer of the shop door.

"Clatter—"

Like a breached dam, unblocked by any gate, the clamor rushed directly into his ears.

"It's open, it's open!!"

"I want purification seeds!"

"I want bone-healing grass!"

Of course, what was even more important was that Li Jiuyou was a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator of the sect, and he would still need to rely heavily on this old patriarch for many things in the future.

The six of them looked at each other, and then Daoist Taiyi smiled, directly leaping forward into the great sphere of light.

When Shen Chong had his accident, they had come to take a look, but due to being bogged down by affairs in the palace, they could only stay for a short while before leaving in a hurry. It wasn't until several days later that they finally showed their faces again.

"Innately divine objects? Items of this tier can be exchanged in large quantities within my authority. How many do you want?" Jim asked.

Being able to play at a career-high level of performance at the age of 32, it is no exaggeration to say that James is even stronger than before.

At this moment, two invisible chairs appeared in front of the two of them. The Paladin sat down, but Feng Rui sat directly on the ground as the invisible chair before him vanished.

Today's sky was as gloomy as ever, shrouding everyone's hearts like a layer of smog.

Yet, despite such a miserable scene, those walking among it and collecting the corpses all beamed with radiant faces, brimming with excitement.

Among the Three Thousand Great Daos, there was no such thing as the power of the Dream Dao. Jieyin's method of attaining enlightenment through dreams followed a heterodox path, but its profound mysteries were hard for ordinary people to comprehend. Just like the Great Sage Equalling Heaven at this moment, he was immersed in his own dreamscape, beginning a cycle of endless reincarnations.

Wang Xiao, Gong Yuan, and a group of other military officers had long since led the soldiers to wait in the camp. When the young master arrived at the camp, the troops were neatly lined up, saluting in unison—quite a magnificent spectacle.

In the hundred-plus years since then, starting as disciples in their early teens, after four, five, or six years, countless numbers of them entered other sects at the age of fifteen or sixteen. If calculated carefully, there must be nearly ten thousand of them by now.

"Mr. Lu Zhang, what do you think the Dew Sect's conspiracy is all about?" Gao Yang finally turned back, frowning, and looked at Lu Zhang beside him with a puzzled expression.

Although the old man was over fifty and looked quite aged, he never skipped a single assignment, running laps right alongside his subordinates.

"Can't you just forget about such an embarrassing moment from so long ago? Why do you remember it so firmly even though we didn't even know each other back then?" Chen Xing pouted with dissatisfaction.

Her breath was entirely filled with the masculine scent exuding from the man, causing Mo Yanhuan's expression to become somewhat dazed.

If the Situ family was an intelligence network that these mercenaries dared not offend, then what kind of identity did Song Ximing possess? What role did the Song family play in this matter, and why wasn't there even a shred of news? This completely defied common sense.

You've got to be kidding. She was the successor of Feng Island; how could she not know that she had ever married Guan Chenji? If the two of them had really been together, why didn't her memory hold any trace of it? It completely defied common sense. To Gu Meng, Li Zelu's words sounded like sheer fantasy.

"Ha, you are already the crown prince now, and the throne will be yours sooner or later. Speaking of usurpation is simply laughable!" Leng Yue looked at Feng Qiye teasingly. Although a smile danced on her cheeks, her watery eyes were filled with chilling sternness.

To a person like this, five million euros in Guan Yanqi's mind was enough to make her leave happily, bounding away without leaving a sliver of trouble behind.

Li Wuxin took a step back, only to catch the fleeting look of disappointment in Ling Jing's eyes, leaving her somewhat dazed.

"Damn it—! This brother is truly invincible." As it turned out, this beam of light had an extremely overpowered effect: it added the health points lost by the enemy directly to himself. In other words, if no one could crack his ghost form, it was probably hard for him to die even if he wanted to.