Volume One, Chapter 47: Beyond All Bounds

"Sister Yuqing, what happened at home?" Long Yuqing instantly forgot that her tea had been drunk by Huang Shaohua, and her heart was suddenly filled with worry for Fang Yuqing. At the same time, she took out two teacups and poured a cup of green tea for herself and Huang Shaohua respectively.

"Don't worry, I can't guarantee anything else, but as long as the rebar comes from my hands, the quality is guaranteed to be fine," Yu Wuhai patted his chest in assurance.

Early in the morning, Lin Feng wasn't hungry at all, but since this was bought by Murong Yan, Lin Feng had to eat it even if he didn't want to; he certainly couldn't let down the young lady's kind intentions.

Immediately, Yongbo took out a cloth-wrapped object from his black robe and respectfully placed it on the table.

Just as he was about to capture Han Feng's soul, a dazzling white light burst forth instantly, followed by a terrifying temperature so intense it seemed capable of melting space itself.

Masaki Okamura's complexion was completely different from when he went out in the morning; not only was his back straight, but his gaze had also become sharp and spirited.

Turning his head to look back at the main camp's rear, about ten miles away, there were also some fires illuminating the sky, though they weren't as dazzling as that other area! Obviously, they had also succeeded without suffering too heavy losses. Remedying the situation now was still better late than never.

Earlier, he had been thinking that if he could find the recipe for this kind of pill, he would never have to worry about running out of Yin energy again.

"Old man, you have no respect for your age..." Huang Shaohua seemed as though his thoughts had truly been seen through. Not daring to linger a moment longer, he hurriedly stood up, ignoring the meal, and fled upstairs like a runner. However, Huang Sheng's next sentence almost caused Huang Shaohua to trip and fall flat on his face.

No wonder this guy could go without food or drink and never get hungry; it turned out he usually ate ants! Masaki Okamura thought with a sense of astonishment, feeling grateful that he hadn't brought Nakata Yuqiao along, otherwise she definitely would have been sickened to death.

This was how he managed to avoid the majority of the palm print's power. Therefore, although he looked disheveled, his injuries were actually inconsequential.

As Xiao Yan turned around, a group of people dressed in white robes rapidly poured into the temple hall from the rear entrance, and those two heavy stone doors were slammed shut viciously right after these people entered.

Youyou and Liu Yimin each carried a massive amount of astral star-cluster power, and when they collided, they generated a huge spherical wave of air. The wave crushed a deep crater into the earth with the momentum of destroying the universe, continuously expanding outward. Youyou and Liu Yimin pulled back and forth against each other within it, their tug-of-war making the air snap and whistle fiercely.

Thus, stepping across the reddish gravel of the vast Gobi Desert, the group embarked on their adventure once more. The place where they currently found themselves seemed like a huge plain, endless as far as the eye could see. The ground was just as barren as before, devoid of any human presence, plants, or any sign of life.

He was merely curious about what was happening outside and wanted to go out to take a look, never expecting to catch sight of that grim god of plague, Chen Feng.

Chen Hao clearly remembered that when he eliminated the incoming members of the Fujian/Fujino family from Japan years ago, he had confiscated a Black Dragon token from Fujino Ikou, which bore the four characters "Sacred Dragon Project."

Guangdong Province is a major industrial province where many handicraft manufacturing industries are well-developed, covering all aspects of daily life—even companies specializing in the manufacture of incense candles exist. The packaging clearly stated that this incense had been exported to Thailand, Nepal, India, and other places for use by Buddhist believers around the world.

However, just as everyone thought Wang Hao was finished, and even members of the Ye and Di families were rapidly speeding toward the location hoping to lend a hand, a sneer of utter disdain appeared at the corner of Wang Hao's mouth.

Like a flash of lightning, the void mirrored shadows as a purple figure astonishingly appeared in the forbidden Caspian Sea. Beyond the ninefold separations, all plains were vast; a streak of lightning broke through the void as the figure traveled alone into the distance on a flying sword.

"Young hero, wake up!" Peng Ruo looked startled. Seeing several figures approaching on flying swords in the distance, she immediately shook her wings, intending to leave this place first and find a secluded spot. With that shake of her wings, she instantly vanished into the clouds.

After all, he really had no concept of skipping stones; he had simply activated the passive ability [Guidance] to enhance his throwing technique.

Mo Nanbei merely glanced at the teacher's stern gaze before she dared not make eye contact with him anymore. The one teaching today was an elderly man of advanced years who had a profound mastery of art.

He needed a catalyst, so he had to push himself. Back in the monster tower, he had read a few lowest-grade Tier 2 array diagrams; ten spiritual veins were enough to set up an array.

When he reached downstairs, he was surprised to find that the outdoor snow had piled up to his ankles, making a crunching sound when stepped upon. With snow this heavy, how could Geng Zhiyang dare to ride a bicycle? He had no choice but to trudge step by step against the biting cold wind and howling blizzard, treading through the deep snow.

Yan Luo stroked his round belly, stealthily unbuttoning two buttons, and then contentedly found a hotel to stay in.

The things the second and third branches did caused Lin Guoliang to be hauled in and out of the police station so many times, yet the old man could tolerate all that—so what about his own little matters?

Lin Jiqiu was planning to go find Cheng Jiahui for a chat, but discovered that this [Lv5 All-Around Academic Prodigy] had broken with routine and abruptly stood up to leave her seat.

The last time she came to make a scene, Qian Yuan had hidden in the dark and observed everything crystal clear; she didn't even need to guess what she had come for this time. Qian Yuan glared at her.

"You are an employee of the nitrogen fertilizer plant. Instead of doing your proper job, you go help your mother with private labor—isn't this a violation of discipline?" The young cadre nearby truly couldn't bear watching him chat so leisurely with an air of unconcern, and finally couldn't help shouting sternly.

The young man was wearing a sun hat. When he thanked [others] upon entering the elevator, he was immediately captivated by the sight of Lin Junruo right before him.

I handed her the cane. She seemed to hesitate for a moment before accepting the cane I offered.