Chapter 108: Little Pearl Mountain

Hearing Master Liu's explanation, a spark of hope was instantly ignited. However, Master Liu immediately poured cold water on the idea: "Don't get your hopes up too soon."

"Why?"

"The Tribulation-Transcending Pill is kept in a city blanketed by peach blossoms, a place ruled by women, and the pill itself is incredibly precious." Master Liu pointed to the book in his hand and said to Qin Xiaomo, "You can see for yourself; the pages are yellowed with age. This is merely a record of the pill, and after all these years, it's unclear if it even still exists."

"It's fine. As long as there is a record, there is hope. Does it contain any other information, such as the crafting method or anything else?" Qin Xiaomo clung to that final shred of possibility.

Perhaps due to disdain or some other reason, even though Wang Ying didn't smell like excrement, everyone kept a significant distance from him.

As the police cars approached the dead-end road, they followed my instructions, silencing their sirens in advance and filing into the street in a single, orderly line.

But Lu Wangchuan was no pushover. He had already been circulating the Chaos Lightning Control Technique within his body, and the moment the opponent unleashed their attack, he released his own Laws of Lightning.

Having just fought a great battle against the Five-Tails Jinchuriki, the body he was currently parasitizing had been damaged once more, making it difficult to maintain a human form any longer.

The Third Elder, sitting atop the tower, had deployed a barrier; he would know the instant anyone entered.

They suddenly understood why the sect leader and elders of the Yingtian Gate had deducted twenty percent of Luo Yi's points.

Afterward, the Eighth Master mentioned that Yuan Qingming, in order to obtain a precious treasure, had asked for his help in wiping out an entire family, sparing no one—not even the infant in the cradle.

Yu Lianxing’s lips curled into a faint smile, her eyes closing in pure enjoyment as she listened to this song that belonged to her.

The Qingping Temple needed medicinal herbs for its charitable works, and she herself required a vast amount of herbs for her daily concoctions. While she was indeed gifted, she wasn't born knowing everything; just like her acupuncture technique, it took repeated refinement to master such a profound skill.

"Aren't you going back to change your clothes?" Kang Wei set down her keys, pulled out her phone, and turned to look at him, only to find him staring down at her, his breathing ragged.

Lu Yuzhe boldly guessed that she had been drugged, but who would have done it? Amber? She was so terrified of him—how could she have found the opportunity?

Xu Xiaoxing didn't know how to face the people in her life now; she could only whisper these words. It was clear that she was still unable to fully put the matter behind her.

The aliens had very simple minds and straightforward thoughts: if they saw someone, they killed them. They didn't care if you were demonized or not; in their view, everyone inside would eventually turn into a demonized creature.

Yet, the moment she thought of the person before her as Lin Shen, she felt as if she were suffering from some kind of block—her mind went blank, and she became tongue-tied.

Before the command headquarters' guard detail could react, their security forces were wiped out.

Mo Chen was already on the verge of a breakdown. The advantages of the Wind-Chasing Luan Bird were too obvious, leaving him with a sense of despair. He could only rely on the agility of his [Magnetic Flying Wheels] to hold on, hoping for a chance to counterattack.

The front doors in the village opened outward, and the doors and windows were all tightly shut. They couldn't have been blown open by the wind; someone must have opened this door.

Both of them were in good physical condition and had traveled far in the past; this distance was nothing to them.

Whether it was the Buddhist practitioners of the Bo Ruo Zen Temple or the other cultivators who had fled, all witnessed this astonishing scene—a battle of a level they could not comprehend.

The other party smilingly answered Xiaier's confusion and then, in a roundabout way, expressed their apologies once again.

This wasn't a good sign. My mother was usually lazy to a fault and never did the laundry; her washing my clothes meant she was going to punish me.

I had miscalculated the timing, or perhaps I had an inexplicable confidence in my own assumptions. I thought that once Li Tan heard the news of my capture, he would teleport over immediately to save me, yet he had actually come all the way by driving a horse-drawn carriage.