Chapter Seventy-Five: The Pool of Transformation

In front of the immortal palace, shrouded in ethereal mist, Shu Ti stood clad in white, her body battered with wounds. For a fleeting moment, the coldness in her expression seemed to soften. She did not turn around, and asked quietly, "Do you think you can escape?"

Jiang Wangshu lowered her eyes, placed the dark ice sculpture to the side, and stood where she was. Hands forming seals, she absorbed the surrounding immortal energy like a sponge, ceaseless and boundless. The Immortal Spirit Technique was pushed to its utmost, converting the spiritual energy within her body into immortal force, which in turn grew even denser.

Shu Ti.

Luo Qi, guided by Ghost Moon, arrived at the residence of the Earth Land clan leader. The gatekeepers, seeing Luo Qi and Ghost Moon, were so terrified that they dared not utter a word. Since witnessing Luo Qi battle the hundred ghosts at the festival yesterday—especially with Ghost Moon, one of the three giants, at her side—these two were like twin kings of the underworld. The guards trembled and stood there stiff as wood.

Zhao Qingxuan could play tricks on Southern Liang, but Southern Liang dared not do the same to Eastern Wei. Such was the difference in strength between the two nations.

"Yes! Please come with me; there is someone far more familiar with the Red Ghost clan than I am..." Ouyang Lin turned and entered the house.

Within the pavilion garden, tables, chairs, dishes, pastries, and fruits had already been prepared. Xu Wan'er stood quietly by the dining table, waiting for Liu Shishi's arrival.

Bai Bing was deeply moved, immediately deciding to adopt Yang Ming's approach, and couldn't help but see him in a new light.

"You truly are too arrogant! Do you think we fear you, even two against one..." Zi Qing joked as she watched Qianshan Bingke, but in her heart she felt a creeping dread—the man inspired a chill deep within.

In the video, a blogger dressed in black and blue, wearing black-rimmed glasses, was explaining with an air of mystery.

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, suddenly remembering their house lacked pillows and quilts. She took Wan An'an's hand and led her to the storage room.

Yet this technique was useless against martial artists. He had experimented during his previous fight with Luo Feizhang; the yin energy would be dispersed by the opponent's violent blood energy before it could even reach half an inch from their body, rendering it impossible to penetrate.

This was pyramid selling, and the old mage before him had clearly been completely brainwashed and believed it absolutely.

"Enough, Ling'er. Just take him to see Qingqing. He does owe her an apology, after all. And besides, he won't leave; he'll keep following us," Li Yaoyao said.

Tang Chi had no desire to waste words with them, stood up, and pulled Tang Father and Tang Mother to leave. Although Tang Father felt this was inappropriate, it seemed now that leaving was the wisest choice, so he kept silent. Tang Mother was even less inclined to argue.

The heavenly tribulation faded, and my spirit finally relaxed. A deep exhaustion swept over me, and as I lost consciousness, I saw my parents and others rushing anxiously from beyond the mountains, and caught a flash of concern in the eyes of Master Qinglian.

The evening sun cast its lingering glow over the lake, the surface sparkling. The scenery here was breathtakingly beautiful, the water clear to its depths, and the surrounding grass lush and green.

Anyixin pinched a generous amount of brown sugar into the bowl—the flavor was just like Shen Shi's, indeed a true daughter.

Jiang Miyin found herself unable to fully process what she'd just heard. At that moment, the middle-aged man with graying hair, who had finished dealing with Mrs. Kong, walked over; he was none other than Shaosheng's father, Teacher Kong.

From the route marked on this star map, my current position was not far from one of the designated points. If I reached it, I could use the star teleportation to leave the domain of the Cang clan.

Everyone was astonished. In truth, they were all terrified, but to their surprise, Bai Qingqing dared to claim she was unafraid, directly challenging Qiu Xiang.

The multi-clawed beast at the earth’s core possessed the power of the Divine Union realm, but its intelligence was far inferior to humans. It could not see through Fang Mo’s scheme, and when it followed its instincts to swallow Fang Mo, Lei Jue launched his attack.

When the news first broke, it caused a great stir. She remembered it well, though the two matters were somewhat separate, and she hadn’t connected them at the time.