Volume 1, Chapter 25: The Side Effects of the Fruit

"Gao Fei'er, are you done yet? We need to head back."

Ye Feng scanned his surroundings quickly, seeing no other living creatures. However, the sight of these clawing, grasping devil trees sent a jolt of alarm through him. The sky had turned dark, and his heart grew heavy with apprehension. It had been bright just ten minutes ago when he was picking fruit; such a rapid, unnatural shift in the sky meant they had to leave immediately. Yet, his heart skipped a beat when he realized he couldn't hear Gao Fei'er's voice. She couldn't have gone far, and his shout should have been audible...

"I am the Spirit of the Nine Netherworlds," the Nine Nether Pagoda said, its tone clearly tinged with arrogance.

Lying behind Zhurong Tian, Hong Ling saw this person, and her expression instantly radiated a brilliance never before seen.

Refusing to believe it, I gathered my strength and struck the tomb with a punch, leaving only a shallow print. Damn it, that punch must have carried hundreds of thousands of kilograms of force, yet it only left a shallow indentation.

With a crisp sound, like slicing through a thick layer of soft soil, a deep cut was left in the ground where Loki had previously stood.

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Most of these "spatial wormholes" were established by peak experts or predecessors belonging to the city. Therefore, if the predecessor who constructed a wormhole belonged to a certain family, then that wormhole would become the property of that family.

Inside the formation disk, Fairy Peony and Die'er both watched Tang Chuan's arrival but did not act rashly. After all, Tang Chuan was alone; it looked like a lone hero walking into a trap, exuding a sense of desperate, tragic resolve.

He swung his right hand violently, and a flash of light so sharp it stung the eyes streaked out. Huang Lin bled out on the spot, dying before he could even close his eyes.

Xue Xue wore simple, plain clothes for her visit, devoid of fine silks, jade, or gold and silver jewelry.

Normally, no one would dare trespass in this swamp-ridden territory; perhaps it was an animal. Penelope didn't pay much mind to it at first—she had no spare time to concern herself with the life or death of animals—but the sound grew louder, slowly approaching her location.

"With such pathetic strength, you still want to occupy this strategic location? That is simply courting death!" After killing the person, the Old Immortal Weiwo embraced the Fire Phoenix and took over the victim's territory. The Fire Phoenix smiled like a blooming flower, appearing quite infatuated with the Old Immortal.

For future distributors to survive in the local market, they must represent two or three brands, as each brand has a different style and positioning; two or three would complement each other. Who knows, maybe the customer's agency for Duo'ai Textiles is just a supplement?

Unable to help herself, the long-haired girl looked up at Long Fei, her expression hesitant, filled with a subtle struggle as if she found it difficult to speak.

"I blinded myself," Xuanyue said with a smile. It was not a bitter one, but a smile from the heart, one of no regrets.

Fortunately, Iruka lived up to his potential as a future teacher; though his strength was mediocre, his theoretical knowledge was excellent. He enthusiastically explained to Long Fei how chakra should flow.

The Empress issued orders calmly, dressed calmly, and pondered the night's events with calm. With her political acumen, she wasn't thinking about whether the Prime Minister had actually done these things, but rather, who had posted such a notice, and for what purpose?

Consequently, his opinion of Li Lingyi improved slightly. Of course, only slightly; in truth, he still suspected that Li Lingyi had some other identity and was not merely an investigator.

"By the way, Elder, this jade slip contains the method to open the outer two layers of the formation. I leave it to you, Elder. I have important matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to command," Feng Lingzheng said indifferently. She handed the jade slip to Guibao and prepared to leave.

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He then decided that, no matter what, he had to catch this strange fish to vent his anger. With that thought, he channeled his cultivation technique and gave chase to the creature.

After Nanyang Zaozi finished speaking, he walked out of the basement with a steady gait and a foul mood. The people in the room, hearing his cold words, were filled with terror and scrambled to obey. Moments later, heart-wrenching screams erupted from the room once more.

"Hmph!" Long Fei snorted coldly, the sense of submission in his heart instantly dispelled. He was an Emperor in the Naruto world and a future Emperor of the Sea in the Pirate world; how could he ever bow to a mere palace?

Birds chirped in the branches. Li Qiang realized he had somehow fallen asleep while lost in thought and had experienced this second dream. He didn't remember the details clearly, but the guidance the old monk had given him remained vivid in his mind.

Old Jordan blinked quietly, and the newly released 2063 AI reading glasses on his nose began recording 3D video automatically—in 1000-frame-per-second slow motion.

With the sudden death of the Blood Wheel Ancestor, the Blood Wheel Sect began to disintegrate due to internal strife. The monks of the Shaolin Temple, carrying the fragments of the Yi Jin Jing, reunited at the temple to re-ordain, attempting to restore Shaolin's former glory.

Before the end of the second quarter, Sanders told Li Qiang to cooperate: "Don't go on the court today." That explained the scene earlier; otherwise, in his current state, Li Qiang would likely have jumped up to challenge the head coach, ruining the training effect.

With a "thump," Bores surprisingly only took one step back. It seemed his stance had been quite solid this time.

As for An Lue, after leaving Shaoyan's place, he was taken back to Shangfeng Palace by the old Daoist Shangfeng. He was thrown into a vat of medicinal wine to soak every day. The old Daoist was obsessed with this and did not teach An Lue a single cultivation technique. Whenever An Lue brought it up, the old Daoist would dismiss him with the phrase, "Haste makes waste."

Peng Sizhe had to shut his mouth. From a rational perspective, this was the only logic that could explain Peng Sicheng's disappearance.

Seeing Xuanyuan Han's expression and actions, Xuanyuan Zhanlong knew that this matter was definitely related to her.