Volume One, Chapter 54: Administering the Pregnancy Injection

After a long time, Su Mu slowly opened his eyes, a fierce light surging within them. His aura had solidified considerably, and clarity had returned to his gaze.

Song Meiren furrowed her brow slightly. To be honest, when Song Jiangshan first told her, she didn’t believe it either. But he had worn her down with persistent coaxing, so she reluctantly agreed. Frowning, she said coldly, “Time will tell... No need for more words. It’s settled.” With that, she tossed the token to Ye Ge and turned to leave.

The Death Point Finger was Xiao Peng’s greatest technique; every time he unleashed it, even cultivators of the same level found it difficult to withstand.

Entering through the back door, they arrived at the side of the podium. Since no screen had been lowered on the stage, the interior was clearly visible.

Xia Feng and his sister-in-law heard Diao Chan’s crying but didn’t know what had happened. They wanted to inquire but felt it was a private matter and refrained.

Ahead, where her finger pointed, was a diamond block ten meters in diameter. It was probably materialized from the shifting of deep moon matter while I and Iris were warming up.

Time flew by. The NBA draft had passed a week ago, yet discussions about Zhang Yunze within the country had not ceased. News of his selection by the Cavaliers even made the central news broadcast, prompting many experts to voice their opinions.

Lin Qingxuan quickly reached out with his right hand and caught the flying fish, feeling its slippery texture in his grip, which was quite unpleasant. He hurriedly shut the door and sent out his divine sense to carefully investigate, discovering that Xia Xue’er was holding her younger sister inside the room, with Shangguan Mei safe and sound as well.

Old Mr. Liao said, “I was ill when I was young and couldn’t have children. In my old age, I was blessed with a son, yet he was afflicted with such a strange disease that even the renowned Hua Divine Doctor couldn’t cure. It seems heaven intends for my lineage to end.” Tears fell as he spoke. His wife and child began crying as well.

“Already early? Hehe, I usually don’t sleep. By the way, between those two, who’s stronger?” Zhang Fei peered at the two figures in the clearing.

Afterward, he took the magic spirit pearl from Chen Xi’s hand and tossed it into his mouth. Tilting his neck back, his throat moved as he swallowed the pearl with a gulp.

Though Tian Nuan Yu felt a faint sadness deep inside and her longing for Lan Shengyan surged like a tide, she restrained herself from calling or texting him first.

“If I say it directly, do you think he would accept or reject?” Qu Wurong didn’t answer her question but instead countered.

“Chen? Um… do you have names?” Yi Xuan was about to call one of those in red behind but realized she didn’t know their names yet.

Shen Lingyu had suffered a silent loss. Originally, he had no reason; he had kindly changed Qu Wurong’s clothes. Had he known how things would turn out, Shen Lingyu wouldn’t have cared about Qu Wurong’s feelings.

Xin Jitian watched as he struck out palm after palm, releasing a vast purple mist. With a furious expression, he shouted at the elder wielding the purple mist technique.

The Beast Emperor nodded immediately and turned to leave. Every cultivator had their secrets, and Lu Qingyun was no exception. After the Beast Emperor’s aura completely vanished, Lu Qingyun waved his hand, setting up several invisible seals around, isolating the entire world thoroughly.

Her love arrived somewhat late, even surprising her, but it was not yet too late. She intended to cherish it fully.

“I am the Heavenly Demon; will you submit?” With Lu Qingyun’s furious roar, a black silhouette suddenly burst forth from her essence, flying from her crown. Opening its mouth, it swallowed the vortex.

“Go, and you’ll understand. Let’s go!” Several heavily armed guards didn’t waste words, only urging him onward.

Wang Dongdong didn’t realize that just as she stepped forward, she nearly fell, as if her foot had touched something. She immediately stopped.

Lin Jiani sat on a chair beside Yang Fan’s hospital bed. Her head rested against the chair’s backrest, her smooth black hair cascading down like a waterfall. Yang Fan knew she had fallen asleep after caring for him all night. Though he hadn’t seen it personally, he deeply felt it.

Looking down from above—that is the posture of the strong and a strategic tactic. It can shift a person’s mindset, allowing them to unleash their cultivation to the limit without hesitation. For the attacker, this is a great advantage.

“You all come with me; the hall master wants to see you.” Pohu’s cold smile bore a hint of indescribable schadenfreude.

As dusk fell, the courtyard belonging to Captain Zhao had already changed hands. The new owner’s name was Jiang Nuan. The transaction price was sixteen taels of silver.

The moment this was announced, the entire “Snow Mountain Sect” disciples erupted into curses. Cries of “Three-Character Classic” and “Four-Character Formula” echoed in succession, creating a lively scene.

Suddenly, I felt Su Rongrong yank me sharply. My face, twisted with a mischievous smile, was fully revealed before her. Her delicate face was already flushed with rosy hues, which, under the moonlight, gave her a special charm.