Volume 1, Chapter 129: All of You Shall Perish with Me!

Fortunately, Xiao Junhe was essentially a walking reservoir of spiritual energy. Although the effects of the drug prevented him from channeling it himself, she could draw from him continuously! Yun Mojiu hesitated no longer and immediately began to recite the mental incantation. Xiao Junhe had intended to rise, but the moment he made a move, Yun Mojiu grabbed his collar and pulled him back down.

After several failed attempts to manipulate Qin Qianying, Qi Shan realized she had been heading in the wrong direction from the start. She should have targeted Shen Ruge first; as long as Shen Ruge left Qin Qianying of her own volition, Qin Qianying would have nothing left to worry about.

"As long as it's something you've made, I would gladly drink it, even if it were poison." He did not dwell on these trifles as Ban Ziyi did, thinking only of tasting the wine she had brewed in her youth alongside her. In this way, it was a form of participation.

Hearing the sound of a cupboard door opening, Liu Lang guessed that Lin Zhiyan must be changing her clothes at that moment.

In a word, without connections, even with excellent grades, it was very difficult to find a good job.

Shen Ruge looked around curiously, spinning here and there like an inquisitive child. Mu Yunchen did not disturb her this time. He walked into the inner cabin to the cockpit and began to operate the controls.

For now, Ning Chuyu had no choice but to sit quietly with Lu Wei, watching as Ning Tao leaned over the desk to solve the test questions.

In order to catch Shao Hongyan in the act and play a prank on her, Li Fugui was very careful with his footsteps as he approached.

"That's right! Xingchen is the best." Hearing this, the old man was moved to tears, pulling Gao Xingchen into his arms and showering him with kisses.

Jian Yu felt a sense of surprise, as it was the first time she had ever seen Mu Yating looking so deeply troubled.

Shen Ruge’s heart stirred once more. Could she tell them that she was in a bad mood and just wanted to be alone for a while? Who could have known she would be pushed, and worse, that she couldn't swim? No, she absolutely could not say that.

Outside the castle, hundreds of guards were drilling. Alan stood to the side, occasionally offering guidance, though she spent most of her time practicing her own cultivation.

This world was not large, inhabited by only seven or eight billion mortals across nearly two hundred countries. Cultivators made up less than one in a thousand, and the so-called "old monsters" were mostly only a few hundred years old, having reached the Nascent Soul stage. A thousand-year-old Spirit Severing stage cultivator could walk across this world unopposed.

Several days later, more people gathered in Yaoguang City of Xiangxuehai. Fairy Yaoguang was the mistress of the city and had a prior acquaintance with Ren Pingsheng. However, Ren Pingsheng arrived in Yaoguang City very discreetly this time, unlike his previous visit when he participated in that sword-casting competition.

In truth, she could have walked away and ignored it, but now that she was a deputy factory director, doing so would be too irresponsible.

"The soil and climate here are very suitable for the growth of the Soul-Cleansing Grass. Finding traces of it shouldn't be difficult," Zhang Qian remarked after surveying the surrounding geographical environment.

Zhang Qian was unaware of her thoughts and only knew she was cheering him on, so he exerted more force, suddenly pushing out a palm strike toward the man.

Ren Qi felt somewhat bewildered. He knew he was already dead, and looking at the familiar faces gathered around him, he asked in confusion.

The two could feel something approaching them, standing silently and watching them.

"Xiao Zhe, what are you saying? I don't understand what you mean." Ji Nuanxin turned away, refusing to look at him.

After pondering for a long time without success, she sat on the edge of the bed and struggled for a while before finally managing to untie the ribbon.

"You cannot persuade someone who harbors an obsession in their heart. If they are unwilling to face the truth, nothing you say will be of any use," Ji Yanmo said with a faint expression.

Her jet-black hair was strewn across the bed, spreading out behind her like a pool of ink, and as she lay within it, her snow-white dress and pale skin made her appear like a pure angel.