Chapter 38: Hiding Moqi Wuzhu Away-Depois de cortar laços, eu sobrevivo no mundo da cultivação usando comentários ao vivo para evitar a trama(Zhiliao)

Jingtang kept her eyes on Yu Wanqiao after speaking, gazing at her with hopeful anticipation.

Yu Wanqiao pondered for a moment before finally agreeing. Forget it, she thought, if things felt wrong, she would just run.

Seeing that Yu Wanqiao had accepted, Jingtang broke into a joyful smile. "Moqi Wuzhu is injured; he won't be able to escape Ruzhou in the short term. Getting in is easy, but getting out is difficult. With him absent, those people naturally won't dare to act rashly."

Yu Wanqiao still remembered the toll Ruzhou had taken. Looking back at Ah Li, she realized that despite being protected, the girl—who possessed no spiritual power—had nearly lost her life in that strike.

Gazing at the elegant flowing-cloud bun in the mirror and the man’s gentle expression, Ji Zili felt a surge of joy. She admitted that seeing him style her hair stirred an indescribable flutter in her heart.

How many parents, when their children are in school—especially high school—warn them repeatedly against puppy love, only to tell them again once they reach university that they shouldn't date even then?

"I truly cannot fathom why you have come here this time," Lin said, sitting high above, resting his chin on his hand and watching the person in the hall with a languid gaze.

Crown Prince Yi Qianning entered the palace to report, heavy with exhaustion, only to be surprised to find the Ninth Prince, Yi Yang, who had been recuperating for a long time, present—along with Yi Xiaoyue, of course.

Feng Yunsheng suddenly realized that Luo Youge was now a princess of Western Chu. Regardless of the actual circumstances, she and Chu Cunan could now be considered sisters.

He stretched out his hands, and countless multicolored flames danced up and down. Suddenly, he threw his head back, exhaling with a roar of defiance.

Zhou Cang laughed wildly at the sky, scoffing at the words of the Qin Emperor. As one granted a surname, he represented the glory of countless others.

Li Dakang had already vaguely guessed the intentions of this Azathoth who had taken Qin Yufei and the others away. After giving Li Fan a brief warning, he hung up the phone.

While our experts might be able to slaughter everything in their path upon entering the fray, the opposing side would surely dispatch even more formidable evil spirits to counter such a situation.

Yan Mubai sighed as he stared at her, then stepped forward to help Su Lühuan up. Her frail body looked like the faint morning mist, as if it could be scattered by a breeze at any moment.

Lu Feng led the way, leaping downward and landing squarely on a protruding rock. He found the next foothold and continued to jump, moving with extreme caution. After all, no one knew exactly how deep it was below, but everyone understood that should they fall, there would be no hope of survival.

His devotion to his master was genuine, and his respect for the teachings was unwavering. Yet, such is the nature of the human heart; since ancient times, few have been able to truly see through or let go of the concept of power. From emperors down to the leaders of beggars, it is all the same. His own internal struggle was no different.

A single simple word brought immense joy to Nangong Yu. To others, this battle might have signaled the end of their bond, but to them, it only served to deepen it.

Every time Leon trained, every time he executed a move, "Black Leon" watched. Thus, he was intimately familiar with all of Leon’s techniques.

Shier bowed once more to the two corpses and whispered, "I am sorry." Then, holding "All-Severing Scissors," which stood nearly as tall as she was, she walked to the side of Sumuo Shilang, who was encased in ice. She opened the scissors and apologized again before they snapped shut with a swift motion.

"I humbly request your guidance, Master," Lin Bei said with a nod. Since Wei Tianxiong had achieved such heights in the way of the sword, he must possess his own unique insights. Lin Bei hoped to see if he could glean any wisdom from Wei Tianxiong's teachings.

Liu Chuanxu sighed, his brows furrowed tightly as he continued, "Our human race occupies only a portion of the Eastern Vein of the realm. The sources of the mineral veins have already been largely seized by the demon and god clans, yet even this does not satisfy their insatiable appetites."

"Strange... do you mean to say that you can absorb that energy?" Xiao Yu asked, unable to hide his confusion upon hearing this.