Chapter 47: Raising a Child for a Thousand Days!

Refusing to yield, Yuan Hong continued to carve tirelessly, conjuring a series of dao patterns. Suspended in mid-air, they appeared vivid and possessed a profound spirituality, drawing in the moisture from the surrounding void to form swirling mists that danced around them.

A strange brilliance flashed in Fels's eyes, echoing the display. In response, two points of crimson light began to emerge from the unknown hexagonal gem embedded upon his summoning gauntlet.

Before Xie Yundu could even let out a sigh of relief, he heard Lu Qiming continue, "If even a single one leaks, I am going to be in deep trouble later on." And that would amount to far more than simply being hunted down within a secret realm.

The heartbreak flower was overjoyed. Casting a glance toward Bingmeng, it declared, "That short-lived man of yours is a dead man!" Astonishment and doubt flickered across Bingmeng's face as well.

Much like a corporate summary meeting, the opening remarks invariably began under the leadership of so-and-so, where the designated figure was inevitably the highest-ranking official rather than the most capable individual.

Steel-ing his heart, Du Ziling opened his mouth and replied, "Vicious ghosts run rampant here, and I have come to vanquish demons and uphold the Dao." He was taking a complete gamble here; should the entity happen to be a Golden Core stage malevolent spirit, hearing such words would undoubtedly incense it to fury, leaving him dead on the spot.

Now that Qiu Youchen possessed the Tai Chi Bell and the Primordial Breath Flag, he lacked nothing in the way of magical treasures. Once he achieved the Primordial Spirit realm, all three of his past, present, and future incarnations could stand independently, and he could employ the Dao Diagram Measuring Ruler then without delay.

This place was simply too vast, boundless in its expanse. Even Qinghai found it difficult to survey; pushing his physical limits to the utmost, his eyes pierced the extreme distance, yet he still discovered nothing, leaving Yuan Hong deeply disappointed.

A chilling glint flickered in Han Yizhen's eyes as his body trembled, and a pitch-black spiritual energy suddenly roared from within him. In an instant, this dark energy converged toward the center of his palm, radiating a sharp, bone-chilling cold aura that seemed capable of piercing through everything.

Next, a chubby cultivator in Du Ziling's squad exhausted every ounce of his innate divine abilities, destroying three spiritual weapons in succession before barely surviving the ten-second trial against the wind wolf puppet. Though he passed the evaluation, the smile squeezed onto his plump face looked far uglier than weeping.

When Youyi raised her head and cast her gaze forward, her eyes rolled back instantly, her body convulsed, and without a sound, she fainted once again.

Tens of thousands of Pure Yang divine swords roared forth, controlled by Lü Dongbin's will to barrage the corpse demon's body like bullets fired from a Gatling gun.

Thousands of meters away, Feng Shisanlang beheld the largest tree he had ever witnessed in his entire life.

"Exactly. Not only will it cement their cohesion, but it will also dramatically boost their morale," Xiao Xuan hurriedly added.

After the members of the Feng family bowed and spoke almost in unison, they filed in an orderly succession out of Feng Shisanlang's room.

Yet that very night, fifty-five people successively chose to abstain. Regardless of the reason, they all silently opted to leave.

"Naturally, I want the finest and the very last one—Apartment Building Number Twenty-Five!" Liu Hao said with a smile.

Matters of faith were truly difficult to evaluate objectively, particularly when it came to zealots. Once fueled by a dogmatic belief, they frequently drifted toward extremes, ultimately parting ways with their original ideals.

Residing within the Flame Mountains for several years with formidable cultivation, Jin Hanfeng, the realm heir of the Metal World, was the very first to sense that something was amiss.

"Smoke grenade!" Some zombies had also scrambled up on Aleksei's side; first, their advance was intercepted, and then barrels of gasoline were hurled down.

A wondrous thing occurred: the two ends of the cotton thread, clearly ignited and burned to a charred black, stubbornly refused to break no matter what.

Chi Mozhou followed the hospital bed in the opposite direction, but after only a few steps, his movement abruptly halted. Turning around, his gaze locked onto Zhen Yunxi standing in the distance, and within the pitch-black depths of his eyes, vitality slowly began to surge.

"I've put it all on the line. For the ultimate glory, I can't wait to enter the next season," Larson said, pulling Lin Lian into a hearty embrace.

Mu Xia stretched lazily with a beaming smile. Noticing that everyone still wore furrowed brows and contemplative expressions, she knew they had all gained varying degrees of enlightenment.

Creatures like bamboo rats, once rarely seen, had now multiplied significantly and were abundant near the bamboo seas. Stone frogs and other wild delicacies that were previously hard to spot had also become quite common.

"Li Jie! He, too, will die by my hand!" Finally, his right hand swept through the air and clenched viciously, as if he were physically crushing Li Jie within his palm.

A wave of displeasure washed over Lü Xiaoci. Just as he was about to raise his gavel, a soft cough echoed from the side chamber. His heart chilled, and the gavel in his hand descended smoothly.

Fine, dense beads of cold sweat seeped across her palms. Refusing to allow the slightest negligence, her body remained taut, bracing herself in a defensive stance ready for any eventuality.

While chatting with Liu Hu, Han Xue placed a call to Liu Chang. She expressed certain reservations regarding Liu Chang's lack of focus over the past two years, as he dabbled in technological development without attending to proper business.

Seeing Guan Jinlin unconscious, Mo Tianwei shoved aside Monkey and Yinzi, heaved Guan Jinlin onto his shoulder, and sprinted toward the Vermilion Bird Temple. Yinzi followed closely behind, while Erda and Monkey stood frozen in place before turning back toward the tripwires.

Upon witnessing this, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed once more. Weren't these three the exact individuals who had hunted down Chuling in the Demonic Beast Forest that day? Ye Chen had never expected to encounter them again right here.

The magnificent skyscrapers, exquisite lighting, and an array of diverse commodities and decorations caused the two to cry out in astonishment like a pair of simpletons.

Zhao Tiehuai was well aware that the reason the Smith family had not stirred up trouble at this juncture was simply because William held Wilson's secret. What that secret might be remained unknown to Zhao Tiehuai, but Wilson undoubtedly cared deeply about it, which was why they had refrained from launching an assault against him.