Chapter 48 She Is Definitely Not Reborn

Knowing that Second Brother Muyi said this out of care for her, Jiang Wan immediately nodded her little head.

"Don't worry, Second Brother, I never went to the immortal mansion in the first place."
"By the way, Second Brother, while I was in the immortal mansion, I clearly cultivated my thunder spiritual energy up to the third layer of foundation establishment. Why couldn't you tell?"

Muyi was stunned. Foundation establishment at the third layer at three years of age?
What kind of prodigy could possibly reach the third layer of foundation establishment at three years old?

"But I see your cultivation is only at the third layer of Qi condensation?"

The man nodded. What else was there to say? A Lan Xianshu like this had always been the one he deeply loved.

Finally, under Qin Ning's high alert, the egg burrowed straight into Qin Ning's embrace and nuzzled against him.

Xie Dongya did not dare to be careless, hastily condensing a water arrow to strike the water ripple. This time, the water ripple was not shattered by the water arrow; instead, it smashed the water arrow apart and crashed directly onto Xie Dongya.

In this regard, Zhang Kexin had never doubted it. She firmly believed that, much like how Ye Feng could sense the jadeite within the rough stones and perceive the authenticity of antiques, even though she did not understand gambling games, she believed Ye Feng possessed a similar kind of special ability.

Qin Ning's gaze swept across the mortal-realm cultivators below who were still risking their lives in battle, and when he turned it back, it was icy cold.

"Ugh!" Hu Dafang unceremoniously expelled a breath of alcohol right into the hateful face opposite him. It infuriated him to the core! He could neither curse at him nor strike him, but he could breathe on him, fumigate him, and drive him crazy.

After all, his cousin had once used evil arts to harm Tang Xueer, almost causing Xueer to perish. Now that Pan Haodong was willing to take her in and had agreed to help save the Lu family, it was already the utmost display of kindness and righteousness.

The white-clad person's disdain instantly caused the faces of the two Sword Sect disciples to flush red. Having traveled across the Kunlun Wonderland for so long, they had never encountered a cultivator who refused to give face to the Sword Sect.

Li Feifei poked Tang Xueer's puffed-up, pretty cheek. Tang Xueer, who was trying hard to keep a straight face and look serious, was instantly amused by Li Feifei's playful gesture.

"Sigh~ Don't be so tense." Shen Jialan smiled, a smile so breathtakingly beautiful that it almost left Cheng Junhu breathless. It seemed as though he had never looked this closely at Shen Jialan's diamond-soft, glowing countenance, and for a moment, he was somewhat mesmerized.

"Fine then. Since you beat my two friends up like this, I'll let my friend beat you up the same way. How about that?" Jin Faguang said.

Disguised as silver-uniformed enforcement soldiers, Lin Xingchen and Shen Jialan fought their way through obstacles all the way into the research base. After slaughtering waves of people, they still failed to find Dr. Tom's laboratory.

Seeing Ye Zang's appearance, Elder Ye poured his confusion straight into Ye Zang's brow. Ye Zang's mind instantly shook as he felt the power of countless samsara cycles breeding between his eyebrows.

Zhan Zhao slowly raised his head and looked around. Heh, interesting, even vampires had appeared, and the leader was actually a prince.

"..." Gong Qianzhu's face flickered between green and white, and she looked at him sheepishly, unable to speak for a long time.

The corners of Xia Zheng's mouth curled up slightly, assuming this was just an excuse made up by the beggar. He immediately stopped asking, turned around and left the place, preparing to go look for Uncle He and the others.

"She said if you have nothing else to do, you should go back early. If you're late, she's afraid the old master might be in danger at home." This sentence hit like a bolt from the blue.

An Luo remained silent and immediately sat cross-legged in the void, swallowing the purest source energy to begin his cultivation.

Everything that had happened here just now had already been investigated by him on his way over, and he had also figured out everything West Queen Mother had done over the years.

The shards of porcelain on the floor by Nan Jingpei's table had not been cleaned up yet. Shen Yunzhen bent down, picked up the porcelain fragments, wiped away the tea leaves and water stains on the floor with a handkerchief, and went to the tea room to brew a fresh cup of tea for Nan Jingpei.

After all, Asura was the Dark Vatican's top powerhouse, second only to Ye Pengfei in strength, yet who would have thought...