020. The Youth Once Lived

Qin Yang still held the token, the flames burning his palm, yet strangely, he was not scorched.

"Yes, yes, I heard about it too. The Leipzig steward was furious a few days ago because the eldest young master's attitude offended a guest, nearly ruining the deal."

"Ye Fei, Old Master Mu's lungs aren't good, put out that cigarette!" Jia Hengsheng suddenly interjected.

However, Bei Luo said nothing further; the eerie aura surrounding him made even the soul captors hesitate to question.

Di Renjie pondered for a moment, his deeply furrowed brow gradually relaxing as he chose not to dwell on the messy court intrigues.

It was utterly despicable that those in the catering business would resort to spitting into the dishes served to customers. Such behavior was truly condemnable.

"I-I choose to find a way to take down my boss!" Mike said, glancing at the increasingly irritable and impatient Ye Long.

Lin Yue nodded. Yushan and Jiuxing were stirring up trouble. Although Lin Yue had not told Dou Heng, he had keenly sensed it and naturally wanted to remind Lin Yue. As for persuading him otherwise, that was pointless; Lin Yue was no fool and acted with great discretion, something Dou Heng always trusted.

If not for the Zhong family’s careless oversight in arranging bodyguards, perhaps Zhong Ling’s appearance today would have given Ye Fei a more optimistic impression of Zhong Nanshan.

Once their movements were exposed, tonight’s night raid was considered a failure. Hai Tian Chang Ye activated the prearranged talismans while attacking several soldiers. Killing a few ordinary people to buy time was possible, but since the alarm had been sounded, killing witnesses and then sneaking around with talismans was no longer feasible.

Now, looking at Li Yao, it seemed as if she had suddenly intruded as a third party into their relationship.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Chu Tianyi’s playful eyebrows lifted, a slight smile on his lips, his face like a blooming peach blossom; there was a bold, unrestrained beauty about him.

As he held the Nether Herb Cauldron in his hand, subtle changes were visible. The ghostly aura that was originally absent suddenly surged forth, the entire cauldron chilling to the bone, as if touching it further would freeze his fingers off.

Xi Chengtao reconsidered and understood. Given Chu Tianyi’s character, she was not hypocritical; if she gave it, it was with genuine sincerity.

The more Meng Chang thought about it, the more alarmed he became. Could the decade of peace for the Meng family have been merely an illusion?

Even though Qu Yiyi had turned aside, her ample bosom was still visible and could not hide the two burning gazes from behind.

Beside the Dragon-Phoenix Red Lotus, a faint azure divine light blossomed, resembling a crystal or perhaps a seed.

As Ming’er cast a spell, the Nether Herb Cauldron glowed blue and floated in midair before falling into Leng Ran’s arms. The moment her hand touched the cauldron, fragmented memories flooded her mind, overwhelming her.

Though the cultivation effect of the Eighteen Layers of the Hellfire was somewhat inferior to the Totem Tower, it was indispensable. The Totem Tower leaned toward theory, while the Hellfire was more practical; the two complemented each other.

The boundless demon realm spread vast and endless, yet demons were not densely packed. Born bloodthirsty, most demons perished in mutual slaughter, explaining their scarcity.

For a moment, the black witches all sneered derisively; clearly, in their eyes, Bai Li Dengfeng was a dreamer.

In the Western Sacred Mountain, after returning, Jieyin and Zhunti naturally turned their attention to the affairs of the human race. Seeing the humans’ extraordinary prowess, both conceived ambitions. The West was vast but sparsely populated; if some humans could be brought over, the West might gradually grow stronger.

However, this time, all the black blades changed shape, transforming into vivid black eagles.

He scanned the empty streets with his eyes, yet his mood was altogether different now.

Thus, having a good weapon in hand would greatly ensure one’s safety. Bai San was now daydreaming about joining a hunting party to track and slay spirit beasts tomorrow.

Suddenly, the face of the Nether River darkened. The scene before him was truly alarming. A chaotic storm swept past, twisting space and laws alike. The power of the laws became wildly confused, even the path of deduction was severely disrupted, so the Nether River dared not be careless.

Only after Davies and his group crossed the Saracheno River did the Lucania people stop on the northern bank.

Beyond the innate transformation realm was the Yin Spirit realm. Crossing the three calamities of wind, fire, and thunder, one condensed the Yin Spirit with the light of the soul, ascending to the master realm.

After wiping out the gray-level demons, Qin Yi followed the path heading toward Willow Village.

According to Qi Ji’s original plan, he was supposed to lead everyone here to hunt zombies. But since everyone had their own matters and couldn’t come, Qi Ji thought it better to follow the protagonist on a sort of movie tour, killing zombies along the way—consider it a vacation.

They were ordinary people, not practitioners of the Supernatural Bureau. Confronted with extraordinary powers, survival was impossible.

Then the third, fourth, and fifth bolts of thunder fell sequentially, all striking the same spot.

"Not at all; they are all very gentle," Sato Junichi recalled his usual interactions with everyone. Whether with him or the NPCs, everyone was tolerant. After all, they were students of Tetsuro Oda and quite outstanding.

Liu Yu dared not press him further. He was still injured and had no intention of fighting to the death. He aimed to stall for time, awaiting reinforcements from the sect’s Yan Qun’er. Thinking this, he struggled with the burly man while observing the situation near Yan Qun’er.

Watching Mengmeng Cat being persuaded by Song September with just a few words, Zhang Xiaohong’s expression darkened further.

However, the black market was filled with surveillance. Evading monitors was no easy task.

The clash of magical artifacts and spirit weapons produced dazzling displays of first and second-tier spells, their conflicts reaching a fever pitch.

Moose Jue took a deep breath, stepped to his phone, and tapped the screen with a smack.

This life, Ye Qingcheng seemed incredibly lucky, but his several attempts had all failed.

To break through from the innate realm to master realm, one must first purify the body completely to nurture the primordial spirit, ensuring a successful breakthrough.

On the other hand, Hatsune Miku was also glad that Luo Tianyi could receive such a song.

The earliest flight was the next morning. Qiao Anming carried no luggage but was anxious in his heart. He sent several messages to Du Ruo, who did not reply, nor answer calls. He assumed she was affected by magazine reports and wished he could fly immediately to Xuancheng to find her.