Chapter 32

A Jovem de uma Pequena Família da Dinastia Ming A primavera ainda não está verde. 2038 words 2026-08-04 23:15:57

However, the gear sets found in dungeons are by no means the ultimate goal. If a player wishes to obtain equipment superior to sub-immortal artifacts, they must challenge incredibly difficult bosses, such as the Elven Kings, in the Outlands. Thus, dungeons serve only as a transitional phase and are never the final target for a player's aspirations.

Li Xiang's true self, having gained insight into the life of the Stone King, let out a thunderous roar. It was as if a calm, frozen lake had suddenly shattered, with a pillar of water erupting like a dragon toward the sky, while an immortal pressure ravaged the surroundings.

Seeing the flicker of determination in Huang Wanqin’s eyes, Zhan Feihong felt a sudden, sharp pang in his heart.

Looking at the massive gate carved directly from a giant boulder, Li Xiang was truly awestruck. Such magnificent architecture could likely only be experienced within a game.

A landslide victory of 3-0! Snow Moon had clearly secured the match. The third game, in particular, was a battle of wits as much as it was a display of skill, and Sweet Ice Cream had been defeated quite thoroughly.

Gao Fei took the lead, charging out of the mountain pass first without a single scratch. However, he saw a cloud of dust rising from the ridge ahead, accompanied by the chaotic thunder of hooves, suggesting a force of about two hundred cavalry. Turning back, he saw Jia Xu, Pang De, and Zhao Yun arriving at his side, with Pei Yuanshao and Xiahou Lan close behind.

Logs were used to brace the thirty-centimeter-thick stone walls against the impact of magical beasts, while the other men gathered armfuls of javelins and sharp stones.

Taiyuan stones are glowing pebbles no more than two centimeters in diameter. In the dark, they emit a faint, white starlight. Being very lightweight, they are used for decorations or gathered together to create stone lamps.

Mu Yu, in particular, felt a sudden wave of dizziness, though he quickly recovered. Looking toward the source of the disturbance, he saw the elders Feng Yue and Ming Dong suspended in the air less than a hundred meters from the city wall. Feng Yue was slightly unsteady but regained his senses almost immediately.

"The main host of the surveillance room is in Zone K!" Lin Ming checked his phone and then looked at the labels on the machines surrounding him.

Lu Ying spoke again. Although Feng Qian and Luo Ting were extraordinary, she felt compelled to tell them that she could forgo her revenge; if they were harmed because of her, she would live the rest of her life in anxiety and guilt.

Suddenly, Dai Dai reached out his right hand toward him. What was he doing? Xu Siyuan knew Dai Dai was a trusted subordinate of Shui Han and felt no malice, so he did not resist.

After answering, he realized Zhu Zhiyuan was implying that the reason for his poor luck was his wife’s absence—had he been out fooling around?

However, every year he received accolades from his superiors, piling up titles like "Outstanding Worker." Heaven is truly blind; why couldn't a zombie just bite him and send him off to be a vaccine test subject?

Footsteps echoed in the courtyard as Li Miaoyan hurried upstairs, finding Song Niantang there, puffing desperately on his pipe.

"And another thing, how have we been walking for so long without seeing a single stone monster, not even a trace of one?" Without waiting for Wang Peng or the others to respond, the voice continued to ask aloud to itself.

Grief struck him suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, leaving him wishing for death. "My beloved concubine, wait for me." Fulin suddenly calmed down and charged headfirst into the old locust tree in the courtyard.

After Feng Qian finished speaking, Tan Ying immediately accompanied him to the training platform. Tan Ying was eager to see how much Feng Qian could improve his cultivation within five years—now that one year had already passed—and whether he could ascend to the mid-stage of the Saint Transformation realm.

A spatial rift appeared once more in Yang Ruofeng's room, delivering a message: Your father the King is dying.

He had previously regretted losing his virginity, but now, it was fine. As long as he could convert a vast amount of blood and energy, what did it matter if he was a virgin or not, or whether he was "leaking" or "sealed"? Even if he leaked until he was completely drained, it made no difference.

They had never dared to step foot into this Yunlan Holy Land, all because of the eight ancient demon statues suppressing the area.

However, only the rushing sound of water could be heard, with no one in sight. Lin Fan channeled the Zi-Shu Transformation Art, converting the yin energy in his body to yang, before finally catching a glimpse of something.

Having spent years at sea, Bu Suo’s skin was dark and weathered, making him appear somewhat rough.

After Yu Sheng and Wu Zeqing left the place, they walked along the street. Even at night, the streets were bustling with people coming and going, creating a lively atmosphere.

I shook my head desperately. Even though I knew what he was going to say next, I covered my ears, deceiving myself into not wanting to hear it.

Chen Xuanliang had previously told the workers not to bother bagging the materials, but to simply pile them into large mounds of sand and stone.

This left all the cultivators present deeply puzzled, for the hill was unremarkable and devoid of spiritual energy—just an ordinary stone mountain.

Two palms struck the golden bell, sending it flying, after which the man’s expression shifted slightly.

"Them? Social degenerates undergoing socialist purification. Why, are you reluctant to let them go?" Qi Lin said.

In the future, this demon beast would certainly sweep across the Yanbei region, causing countless deaths and injuries. But what if they happened to survive?

Because, among these masked mysterious figures, he had discovered someone he knew very well.

At this, the elder of the Spirit Spring Mansion fell silent, but his gaze remained fixed on Su Xin, his old face flushed crimson. If one looked closely, one could see the elder’s chest heaving; he was clearly incensed by Su Xin.

She said the only way for Du Bian to survive was for his soul to escape his body, as the physical vessel was about to be completely incinerated.

This time, his target was not within Red Leaf City, but in a vast mountain range outside the city called the Red Leaf Mountains.

The display of loving affection between the couple moved him to tears, leaving him so stirred that he was unable to speak.

"Tanaka, gather the troops and come to the mountain gate." Ao Xingfeng paused in mid-air and shouted down to Tanaka Eimatsu in the plaza.