Volume 1, Chapter 64: The Divine Doctor of the Rongdi

Although Lin Fan and the others had departed, the crimson Blood Bat King remained in place, launching continuous attacks against the players of the Undead Blood Fiend guild. One player after another was directly obliterated by the Blood Bat King, causing the expressions of the Undead Blood Fiend members to turn grim.

This time, to demonstrate its sincerity, the Elven Kingdom had provided twenty additional horned eagles on top of the ransom, and left behind its most accomplished beast tamer, Yagina, to serve as an instructor.

Supporting her aching lower back, Momo slowly dragged herself into the convenience store attached to the building and let out a long sigh. To be honest, she truly disliked this place; if not for the fact that dumpling filling could not be made from leftover ingredients the night before, combined with the complete lack of energy to venture outside, she would never have wanted to step foot in here a second time.

This statement could not have been clearer. Both Su Yang and Liu Shiya were intelligent people and naturally understood Wang Hui's implication.

"Rest assured, if I were meant to die, I wouldn't know how many times I'd have perished already," I said indifferently.

Yueying smiled and shook her head. Unlike the Church of Light, the Temple of Life possessed its own properties and only charged a certain fee when treating nobles—hehe. Even if those nobles used treatment vouchers, they surely wouldn't have the nerve to leave empty-handed.

No sooner had she muttered this, before old man Li could say anything further, another series of sharp, whistling sounds pierced through the air.

"Do you think the bonfire party is more interesting, or is it more interesting for us to investigate what Ye Peiling has been up to?" Chen Rui asked me with a smile.

Li Hero felt even more wretched upon hearing these words. He turned around, walked silently out of the gates of the Sanmao Sect, started up his Land Rover, revved the engine fiercely, and sped away from the sect.

This man's gaze was extremely sharp, though he managed to conceal the hostility within his eyes. He appeared to hold a deep sense of reverence toward the fifty-year-old man standing before him.

At night, the Prince Yu's Mansion was brightly lit. Whether it was a trick of the eyes or not, the stars and the moon appeared ten times brighter than usual.

Before I could speak, another tremor jolted my body, throwing me to the ground. Rolling along the earth, I felt as though the entire foundation platform was about to collapse; one side was high while the other was low, and I tumbled straight into the river. The others fared no better.

After returning from the dead, her drastically altered personality had indeed raised their suspicions that her body had been possessed by some ravenous spirit. Yet, after enduring her "ramblings" during that period and coming to terms with her new disposition, perhaps this was simply the price of Wu'er's resurrection?

Tianxing retrieved the Spirit-Guiding Rod from the jade pendant at his waist, thrust it into the cauldron, and stirred back and forth several times. When he pulled the wooden rod out, he was surprised to discover that the seemingly viscous liquid had left not a single droplet upon the wood, as if the rod had never been inserted into the cauldron at all.

That cluster of flames remained outside the light. The pink radiance formed a sort of barrier, enclosing Muyun and the others within to prevent the flames from encroaching, thereby protecting them.

The Black Rider said coldly. His appearance was his fatal flaw; back in the day, he had also wished to pursue the Ghost Princess, but with such a face, let alone pursuing her, the mere sight of the Ghost Princess made him feel deeply inadequate.

"This place is truly magnificent!" Muyun's gaze darted continuously around his surroundings, filled with unceasing admiration.

Without further ado, Imperial Eunuch Zhang took action directly, crushed the substance into powder, and right there in full view of the crowd, forced the powder straight into the mouth of a death row inmate, washing it down with water.

With that, Jiang Yi stepped toward the edge of the Cliff of Returning Souls under the watchful eyes of the third brother and the others, and without a moment's hesitation, leaped into the sea of clouds on the other side of the precipice.

Consequently, the Crown Prince of Later Qin very smoothly took to his bed, after which all manner of medicines were delivered. At times like this, being bedridden was far safer than being lively and active.

Chu Yunxi had always considered herself quite smart, but her mathematics was truly abysmal. To avoid a tangled mess of accounts, she had no choice but to hire Qi Ran part-time as an accountant.

At this point, I even began to admire myself—it was a textbook star-chasing pattern, except that this particular "star" happened to be an employment prodigy.

After agreeing on a strategy, Ling Feng rushed forward directly and unleashed a barrage of frenzied shots with the Abyss Bow, firmly locking all the aggro of the elite demonic mages onto himself.

Lin Mochen, who was in the midst of adjusting his state, had no idea that the outcome of this duel had already been determined by Tu Muyao.

Ling Feng swallowed the Abyss Fruit directly. In this situation, there was no need to hesitate; even if his attributes were reduced slightly, it did not matter. After all, thanks to the sacrifice of the Human Prophet, his stats had already been boosted by more than enough, so he figured he would take a gamble.

The spirit mouse sniffed the scent on the bottle, and its body instantly froze, as if it had caught a whiff of something that drove it into a frenzy. A teeth-grating screech escaped its throat, and in a fit of blind fury, its body whirled around as it lowered its head and instantly tore the bald man's corpse to shreds.

"Tang Wu! Have you lost your mind?" Tang Qianqian struggled, but because her hair was being grabbed by Tang Wu, she dared not make any violent movements. Even a gentle struggle brought a sharp wave of pain.

Tang Hanlin was her grandfather. With the grand master of the Tang family celebrating his seventieth birthday, even if she refused to return, someone would inevitably be sent to fetch her.

Mother Qi was arguing with a man inside the room. Had Chu Yunxi been present, she would have discovered that the person arguing with Mother Qi was none other than the strange uncle she had tricked into the mountains.

Originally, the opposing Teachers' College Team B was already at an absolute disadvantage. Now, having been wiped out in a team fight and having the Dragon taken away by the Nanjing University team, their situation undoubtedly worsened, falling behind by over ten thousand in net worth in a mere twenty-one minutes.

Xiao Mengmeng feigned a cold snort and said no more. Hu Haitao lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly as he genuinely wished he could strangle this Xiao Mengmeng to death, but he lacked the strength to do so. A moment later, Ling Changfeng, Nangong Zifeng, and the others arrived here one after another.

The reason the Universe-Breaking Bell was dangerous was primarily because it stored a massive amount of spatial turbulence within its core. If all of this energy were depleted, it would be utterly impossible to recover in a short time, and the bell would consequently lose its might.