The Film Emperor immediately agreed without hesitation: "This subordinate shall surely repay you with life and limb, and will never disappoint the master!"

Yet between his brows there still lingered a trace of hesitation.

Wei Zhao smiled faintly, then flicked his finger, and a drop of Primordial Chaos essence flew into the Film Emperor's body.

At the sight, the Film Emperor was overcome with joy.

That single drop of Primordial Chaos essence was worth at least a year's share for him!

If Gu Tianque were to learn of this, he would surely die of envy.

The Film Emperor at once poured out another round of gratitude.

The once-beautiful Yu Xuesheng, now with not a shred of vitality left, strained to raise a withered hand a little way into the air, mustering all the strength in her body; her hand trembled violently in midair.

"Oh ho! If it isn't our dear Brother Liu!" Cong Yi sat on the sofa, one arm around Jinglei, watching the muscular man at the head of the group as though he were a monkey putting on a show.

After that clash between Nangong Xue and Li Yijie, she had cried in her room for several hours, and could no longer bear to remain in the capital and face him. So she simply made the pretense real: she packed her belongings and went straight to the Palace of Heavenly Purity to petition the emperor, offering to accompany the Prince of Cheng in his search for the Vermilion Sand Pearl, that she might do her humble part for the court and for the marriage alliance with the Four Great Families.

"How do you know Zhao Qin's birthday is coming up?" I gave Song Sisi a strange look.

The valley was not very large, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within it was exceedingly dense, so the plants and trees inside grew lush and vigorous.

Di Hu said with a chuckle, "Fine, then I'll make the first move." No sooner had he spoken than his fat body suddenly bent into an arch; bent over like that, perhaps because of his girth, he looked just like a yo-yo.

"Meng originally meant to come too, but she said something came up at home at the last minute, so she was delayed," Nanxiang Qingfeng said to me.

They lived in great hardship. They longed to flee, but it was useless: teleportation was useless, earth-escape was useless, and even spatial teleportation was of no avail whatever. Flight? They could not even move; walking was a problem. For them, as they were now, flight was utterly out of the question.

"Here, you can only resist using the same technique," the voice of the Superpower System rang out.

Seeing the look of dread and wariness in Taihuang's eyes, Li Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew, of course, that what Taihuang feared most was the power of karma; the reason he had not summoned the hosts of Heaven at the very start was that he wanted to see whether, with his own strength alone, he could deal with Taihuang.

It was not only Wan Gang. Even Xi Huansheng, who was modest in his words, was in all likelihood suppressing his cultivation in private for the sake of breaking through to the Eightfold Tribulation True God; only out of fear that he might not reach that level did he deliberately set his goal low, so that in the future, if he truly failed to break through to the Eightfold Tribulation True God, he would at least save face.

In just over two years, six or seven had been opened in cities at the superlative first-tier and quasi-first-tier levels, and more importantly, as the number grew, the quality of the malls rose steadily as well.

In the end, Quan Yingcao could only say coldly that she believed Zhang Nan must have some on him, since he dared to say such a thing. If this fellow dared to tell her he had no Immortal Spirit Grass, then she would give him a sound beating on the spot.

The Prince of Yan wavered for a moment, and hearing these words, slowly nodded. Just as Daoyan had said, once the Prince of Jin got his way, the other princes and imperial grandsons might perhaps be spared, but he and the Grand Imperial Grandson would surely not escape death. Since advance meant death and retreat meant death, better to go out in a blaze of glory than to live in ignoble obscurity.

In truth, this is what ordinary people call "talking it out" — through conversation and exchange, one brings body and mind to a kind of purification, which can have the special effect of dispelling illness and dissolving stagnation.

Mighty as the supreme art was, Han Feng also possessed the Ancient Flame Divine Body and the Great Luo Immortal Body; as long as he kept improving, he too could in time raise himself to the level of an undying supreme art.

It had its use, and Lin Xuyang treasured it in his bundle. Lin Xuyang clearly remembered that this golden pair of trousers was called the Mystic Tiger True Trousers.

Bei Jueqing had already pictured Tang Yi's blood splattering across the ground, but now, seeing the martial technique's attack blocked right around Tang Yi's body, unable to draw near and even showing a tendency to slowly dissipate, a look of shock and bewilderment surfaced in his eyes.