Chapter 31: Snagging a Growth Pill in Seconds

A heap of black seeds fell to the ground, mixing with the soil that had been dug up. Fang Mingxi let out a cry of dismay and knelt down in anguish, trying to gather them up.

“My seeds...” Fortunately, they had finally been mixed into the soil.

Tong Lingxian hurriedly knelt down to help, while Wu Meixia and Fang Baishong joined in as well. Unfortunately, the seeds were simply too small. Those that had fallen onto the soil could still be seen, but some had disappeared into the grass and could not be found no matter how hard they looked.

Although Ye Fan had answered so casually, Shang Qingye already knew that his medical skills could not possibly be mediocre.

Before they had figured out Li Feng’s background, everyone greeted him with smiles, afraid that he might be the son of some powerful figure sent there merely to gain experience.

Mo Xuanyu immediately sensed the sharp tentacle. Instinctively, he tightened his grip on the hilt of his blade, suppressed the stabbing pain in his head, and prepared to activate the First Snow Domain for a second time.

In any case, this place was a thousand miles from Prajna Temple, so there was no fear of being discovered. Even if a disciple of Prajna Temple happened to pass by, monks were compassionate by nature; at most, they would give him a warning and tell him not to lie.

Who knew what new scheme his brother-in-law was up to now? He had seized an opportunity and come to pedal a human-powered tricycle, giving people rides to earn a little hard-earned money.

After eating, Li Feng and Ni Yun traveled light. They brought neither extra servants nor unnecessary belongings. Each mounted a fine horse, and the two of them slipped quietly out of the capital with their packs on their backs.

Yu Zhong’s reverent and respectful attitude toward Ye Fan left all the students present utterly bewildered.

With a sharp puff, Xie Yuan drove his blade through the leader’s chest, then cut down two more refugees who charged forward in a frenzy. Only then did he cow the others, who scattered instantly like birds and beasts.

Since his hair was still slightly damp, Mo Xuanyu tied his hair ribbon around his neck and casually fastened it into a bow.

He had no intention of stopping while he was ahead. The chief escort master had always been hot-tempered in his youth. Though age had made him somewhat more restrained, when it came to the Vajra Sect, which repeatedly sought trouble, he naturally had to beat a drowning dog whenever the opportunity arose.

“Without Hero Mo, we would all be dead. How could we possibly fight him for the gun? Let Hero Mo take it.” Park Geum-woo scolded Park Kun.

Mao Dali understood perfectly well that those two cowards had surely been beaten senseless. It would be a waste not to make use of the two chests of good things.

“All right, eight hundred billion it is. You’re going to suffer terribly in bed when the time comes.” Li Zhi laughed heartily.

When Lu Xiaobin emerged from the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall, the ease and disdain that had previously shown on his face were gone. In their place was a heaviness, even a trace of bewilderment.

Yi Feng nodded, then leaped into the Fire Spirit Pool. He trusted Hun Xuan completely.

Though they repeatedly tried to decline, Old Mr. Hao had made up his mind. Chai Hua and the other three could only get into the carriage and depart.

Yu Ge did not kill Bai Xue. Instead, he brought a young maid to wait on him. What could possibly be the reason?

Gao Jun had endured a bitter battle that day, and his entire body was throbbing with pain. Yet his spirits were extraordinarily high. The King of Ten Thousand Insects—what a terrifying enemy. Having defeated him filled Gao Jun with pride. He ought to drink three cups in celebration.

Ugly did not even look at him. He tore away the veil covering his face, took the flask, drained a mouthful, and handed it back to the man in blue.

“You’re a Reaper who came out of Death Valley as well?” Mo Xiaosheng stared at Liang Shangjun in astonishment. He had witnessed Liang Shangjun’s methods before.

“Big Brother, when will Aunt Fang and Sister Yanyan arrive?” Xiao Han had just put down the phone when Nianzu came over and asked.

The materials of the Thirty-Three Heavens were quite intriguing as well. In constructing the Thirty-Three Heavens, the Turbid formed the foundation, the Heavy became the sinews and bones, and the Clear became the palaces. Only when the Turbid, the Clear, and the Heavy were united could the Thirty-Three Heavens be created.

However, even without the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, as long as one could borrow some Essence of Cultivated Earth, once this incarnation reached completion, apart from water, it would be nearly impervious to every other attack. And if Yun Yao’s bloodline of the Empress Nuwa were added to it, that weakness could be remedied, making it immune to all spells of the Five Elements.