Volume 1, Chapter 71: Whose Child Is This?

Leaving Ningyuan County, they experienced a smooth journey without any further trouble, arriving at Qingzhou City seven days later.

Lotus Mountain was located within the borders of Qingzhou, a renowned local peak celebrated for its picturesque scenery.

Most importantly, atop Lotus Peak stood a historic Taoist temple—Qingyun Temple.

It was said that the deities enshrined within the temple were exceptionally responsive, granting every prayer, which made the temple immensely popular with an endless stream of worshippers on ordinary days.

The abbot of Qingyun Temple was also the leader of the Divine Will Sect. The current leader, Daoist Qingyang, was a man of both literary and martial prowess. Not only was he well-versed in Taoist arts, but he was also knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and a master martial artist who enjoyed a high reputation and lofty status in the martial world.

Yun...

"I'm certain. Also, can I use items like soul-guide devices to pay?" Long Chen's tone returned to his usual aloofness.

Tony nodded and agreed, though he had no idea why An Heng had asked him to pose such a question. Still, when the time came to actually reach Kamar-Taj, it would just be a matter of convenience.

Situated in the central region among Ao Lai Country in the east, Xixi Region in the west, Southern Kingdom in the south, and Northern Mountain in the north, it was isolated from areas such as the human realms.

She forced herself to calm down, her beautiful eyes fixed motionlessly on the stone gate as she silently counted every passing second and minute.

Well, this segment is the transmigration process that wasn't posted earlier, and please, do not take this part seriously at all.

Watching with his own eyes, Zhou Chen saw the cracks on Lin Wanyi's arm multiplying and widening, deepening to the point where the bone was visible, and the fractures rapidly spreading upward.

"I asked if you're going to deal or not. Trembling there for ages, are you trying to cheat?" Man Wudi sneered.

Wang Yunuo watched the two of them toast each other glass after glass, utterly baffled. Supporting her chin with her hand, she wondered what on earth they had to toast about. They saw each other almost daily, yet acted like long-lost friends reunited after cheating death.

Now, Xiang Sheng also possessed a trump card, and he felt immensely exhilarated. That unreliable Shi Wuchen didn't count; the guy fell into deep slumbers at the drop of a hat, meaning Xiang Sheng ultimately had to rely on himself. With this thought, he threw himself even more passionately into his cultivation.

Seeing her opponent's expression, Long Yingying felt a surge of disgust. Without another word, she drew her light sword and launched an attack.

"Master! Could it be that I can achieve a breakthrough today?" While completing his final integration with Odysseus, Lu Qi also suppressed a beast-like surge of power.

Emperor Yang of Sui led a personal expedition to the Northwest, with the Left and Right Xiaowei and the Xiaoguo guards spearheading the drive to expel the Tuyuhun forces. Between the main Sui army and the vanguard forces, established military communication methods existed to exchange battlefield information while simultaneously conveying some of Emperor Yang's impromptu directives.

Knowing he had reached the Ninth Tier of Fusion Reverence, just a step away from the Fusion Emperor realm, Lu Qi headed toward the grand hall located on Mount Tian to seek the path to becoming an emperor.

Yile could feel a few strands of Emilia's hair brushing against his face. He could almost smell the fragrance of the shampoo she used and the unique, natural scent that belonged exclusively to her.

On the spectator platform outside the Thunder Arena, many demons were whispering among themselves. Syder's defeat was already apparent; his demise was merely a matter of time.

At this moment, Lin Xiangnan finally calmed down. When he looked at Yan Mie, the smugness on his face was unmistakable. Seeing Lin Xiangnan's expression, Yan Mie's face grew even gloomier, prompting him to emit a cold snort and turn his head away.

After watching Tomoe head upstairs, Yile stretched, let out a grunt, and strolled casually toward the bathroom.

Supported by his personal guards, Cao Bao departed the Xushu Prefecture Governor's Estate and returned to his own residence.

Just like that, Mo Qianhen and Dean engaged in a direct clash. Flashes of blades and dancing swords swept through the forest as neither showed any mercy, aiming their strikes directly at vital points.

"I came here specifically looking for you, because I need that cricket you just caught!" I stated frankly in American English, though not knowing the English word for cricket, I had to use the Chinese term while purposefully pulling a live cricket from the grass.

Cao Yusen was watching Brother Qian. That's strange! This time, he didn't spot that mist-like entity—how had it vanished?

Although she did not fully understand yet, hearing Pei Yi phrase it that way made her curious to see how the game would be played out, so she nodded in agreement.

At Sun Wukong's command, the entire Mountain of Flowers and Fruit instantly bustled with activity. Cattle and horses were slaughtered, and the seventy-two demon kings, including Zhao Shenping, were assigned tasks to go out and find dancing maidens to perform songs and dances.

After being defeated in battle, the Heavenly General Nayong retreated back into the Dragon-Breaking Gorge. The Grim Reaper pursued him there, only to become trapped within the canyon, prompting the three Ghost Kings to hurry to the Pacific Ocean and implore the Sea Yama for help.

The founder of Tengfei Network Promotion Company was Kang Tengfei. Ailsa had dealt with him before; retrieving his number from her phone directory, she dialed it directly.

Moonlight poured down across the sky like a cascade. His expression remained ice-cold, entirely devoid of emotion, as if—having verified something—he was finally able to transform vital energy into his natal sword, his sword qi overwhelming the four seas.

Cao Yusen's shadow inched closer and closer toward the white funeral banner. The moment it merged with the banner, even a heavenly deity would be powerless to save Cao Yusen's life.

Because Jiang Su was still a newcomer, naturally her apartment couldn't possibly be very large, but compared to the single-room suite she had rented herself on that day, the place Mo Anqi rented was unquestionably much better.

Wang Yong's own MR course had also advanced into deep study. Although others had gradually expressed intentions to join later on—even Ginny mentioning that Hermione was somewhat hesitant—Wang Yong simply told them to wait until next year.

At the same time, three sets of keyboards sat on the desk: two types Reiko usually used, and a third bizarre, wave-shaped keyboard with completely incomprehensible symbols on the keys, though the mouse was relatively normal with only one button.

"Are you calling me? Is something the matter?" Qin Fu looked her up and down, feeling increasingly unsettled the more she observed. Look at that outfit of hers—wasn't that skirt made of silk? When she passed by the silk shop on her way into town, she had seen one displayed outside priced at a hundred taels of gold per piece.