29 The Sandbank (Part One)

About half a day later, a loud, resonant hiccup echoed from a dark corner. The Ghost King started, looking toward the sound, and discovered a disheveled man crouched on the ground amidst a pile of unremarkable sand and gravel, having remained unnoticed by them until that very moment.

Frowning slightly, Fan Yang felt a prick of annoyance. He cast a glance around the room, noting that most of the others had stopped eating and were wearing expressions of suspicion and unease. With a swift kick, he sent Wang Chun, who was still wailing, sprawling away.

However, the Golden Crows, having been caught in the great cataclysm of heaven and earth that followed, eventually faded into myth and legend, becoming entirely extinct.

After weighing the pros and cons, Bai Yi concluded that the drawbacks outweighed the benefits. She softened her footsteps and slowed the movement of tucking away her sanitary pad.

Yu Lang did not answer his question; his hands beneath the table were clenched into fists, for he already sensed that something was amiss.

After requesting two premium rooms from the innkeeper, A-Jiu hurriedly hopped off Qi Yao’s back and, with lightning speed, slammed the door shut with a resounding bang.

With that, the two exchanged a profound look. Ze Jin then reached out his hand, clasping Hong Hao’s firmly—a pact of life and death.

Zhang Yong felt helpless as he departed. Generally, it was unheard of for a disciple to be left unclaimed by any elder, as these disciples possessed at least the third level of Qi Condensation—the minimum standard for entering the inner sect—and had passed the trials; surely, some elder would take them in.

However, due to the insufficient quantity of dark energy and the lack of precision in the makeshift instruments, the chips they produced could only crudely force these strange, physically robust creatures to follow commands.

"What’s wrong? Mute? Why aren't you saying anything?" Xiao Yilong pressed his foot down onto Lin Yu’s face.

The night wind rose, sweeping and raging. It was unclear when, but the blood had ceased to flow from the wound on Chu Renche’s neck, yet the thick, pungent scent of blood in the air intensified, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

Ji Xiao’s mind was still in a fog; she gazed blankly at Gu Jin, then obediently drank the soup he brought over.

Ji Xiao felt a tremor in her heart. Gu Jin detested others meddling in his life, especially given the pointed nature of Qi Hongyun’s remarks.

Over the past few days, Dada had made it a point to visit the orphanage, where his intelligence, which far exceeded that of his peers, and his crushing financial superiority quickly established him as the leader among the children.

Fortunately, while many people attended to the house, they rarely appeared while he was there.

Previously, Qin Hexuan hadn't minded her collaborating with Chu Xiao again at all, but now, before the filming had even finished, he had gone back on his word.

Qiao Yuyan leaned against the headboard, knitting a sweater and chatting with the older woman, but the conversation came to an abrupt halt when she caught sight of Qiao An’s face.

The question was piercing, leaving Shaoqing momentarily speechless. As his gaze swept briefly across Cui Muyang’s face, he could not help but feel a sense of reverence and secret admiration for him.

In Mrs. Zhou’s own words, it was "to let those vixens see what we mother and daughter are made of, so they stop batting their eyes at old Zhou."

It was not until later, when the God-Bearer Young Emperor emerged, that he ascended to the status of Heavenly Venerate and once stepped into Judge Mountain, challenging the entire mountain with his own strength.

"The Divine Needle Sect again!" Chen Xing mused to himself. If given the chance, he would certainly pay this Divine Needle Sect a visit. He had a vague feeling that this sect shared a deep connection with him.

The final result satisfied the Germans; they had achieved a decisive victory, completely stabilizing their rear and laying the foundation for the total resolution of the Eastern Front.

Hearing this, Yu Aotian slowly released his grip on the man’s throat, turned, and sat on the office sofa.

Facing two Anluoyins simultaneously proved taxing even for a top-tier master like Li Zonglong; his previously effortless defense suddenly became strained. The two Anluoyins were like twin black whirlwinds, attacking from both sides and forcing Li Zonglong to retreat step by step.

However, there were exceptions to everything. Yan Shisan stated righteously, "I come today without demands, only to borrow the Demon Lord’s Platform. I hope you understand."

"Well come!" Yan Shisan chuckled, his large hand sweeping down like a mountain. The five fingers of his hand were like five mountain peaks, and between them, a bright moon rose, spilling forth endless lunar radiance.

Across the eight directions of the universe, people were inquiring about Taisu, all wishing to uncover the truth of his origins, yet all returned empty-handed.

"It’s over, that kid’s brain was definitely squeezed by a door!" Lin Tian shook his head, then raised his foot and kicked the charging Buster.

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining people swarmed toward the foot of Tianxuan Mountain. Lin Yu was in no rush; given his strength, climbing to the summit shouldn't be difficult, though it drove the anxious Han Shan, who stood nearby, to distraction.

However, even if the incendiary bomb, which created a high-temperature flame through the thermite process, were to explode, it would not cause much damage to Tina at a certain distance.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to fill her own stomach along the way; otherwise, she would have had no face to beg for food upon returning.

He was also more than happy to see what kind of spectacle would unfold when Fu Jingyi’s ruthlessness clashed with Fu Qingyun’s venom.

"The Qi Condensation Pill can stabilize essence within the body to the greatest extent. You really played with fire this time. But as long as the essence does not dissipate, your cultivation in the Hidden Dragon Returning to Origin Technique is enough to recover to its former state. If not for the sixth level of the technique, you would have become a complete monster," Ling Yu sighed softly.