Chapter 30: This Is How You Improve Mental Power

"Hua... Hua Susu, you vile..." Ruan Nan opened his mouth to curse Hua Susu, but the moment he moved his lips, the insect began to writhe frantically inside his mouth. The next instant, a nauseating green fluid burst forth, tasting foul, bitter, and vile. Ruan Nan could no longer spare a thought for Hua Susu; he crouched down and began to retch. "Ugh... Ugh... Ugh."

Especially regarding the words he spoke—though many could not understand them, they stirred Xiao Long’s heart. Fortunately, many present were elite disciples from various sects, and if asked to produce five million, they could manage it. Looking across the ground, it was littered with fragments from the two shattered black coffins. Everything else had been destroyed by the tribulation lightning; only these shards remained. Mao Rui intended to collect them to see if they could be repaired.

"At this density, if this haul isn't fifty or sixty pounds, it'd be a loss," Lu Shaoshuai said, reaching out to nudge the head of one of the fish.

It was currently the fifth year of Guanghe, winter. In another year, the Yellow Turban Rebellion would break out, and in those chaotic times of war, it was uncertain whether one could even survive.

The Xiaoxiao Sect was not only the first sect to be founded in legend but also the first to establish a dynasty; this was the supreme glory belonging to every member of the Xiaoxiao Sect.

"Are you very tired? You haven't seemed to have much energy lately," Feng Shan’s eyes held concern and heartache.

Yet, there was no way to change any of this for the time being, for he had no method to leave Earth. Even knowing the Tesseract could open a space portal, how could he manage it? It required an activation device, which Ding Hao did not have, and it required cosmic coordinates, which Ding Hao lacked.

Regardless, that old emperor must be perfectly clear about the schemes and movements of the princes; there must be other reasons why he had not yet intervened.

"Has this death energy developed a 'self'?" a powerful figure spoke, his eyes shining with divine light and his aura as vast as a rainbow. With a wave of his hand, he seemed to manifest a world of his own, suppressing the death-gray mist.

Ji Junyue took his hand, led him around the screen to the bedside, and pressed him down onto the couch. Throughout it all, Qin Lanxue looked at her with a focused and gentle gaze. Once seated, he obediently crossed his legs, closed his eyes to meditate, and felt the warm current flowing through him.

Previously, Xiao Yichen had resisted the bewitchment of Fairy Tianyin, which had already stirred her intent to kill. Of course, Fairy Tianyin’s determination to slay Xiao Yichen was also for the sake of those one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones.

"They look like local civilians!" Li Xiabing observed the attire of the male zombies and deduced their identities; some were wearing fishermen's clothes, others, short garments for manual labor.

"Making it sound like I talk too much? You’re becoming increasingly unreasonable," Song Chunian looked at her, irritated.

With a faint smile, Bai Jiuli released and then instantly retracted his aura, forcing Ye Lingren, who had been blocking the doorway, back into the room. Bai Jiuli then slipped inside and closed the door behind him.

Just as the internet was in an uproar, the Ying Rushi Studio, as the center of the controversy, finally responded to the online rumors amidst a chorus of condemnation.

Looking at the familiar yet strange face of one of the uninvited guests, everyone felt a sense of suspicion, though Xie Chuyi and Xie Dong'an were the first to recognize the intruder.

"Yes!" All the pirates suddenly shifted their target to the burning ship, unleashing a barrage of gunfire upon it.

"As long as it doesn't flare up, it won't be fatal, but once it does, it will turn him into a strange creature!" the doctor continued.

Yan Jin's wife stood beside me and wept, yet she lacked the courage to step forward. Perhaps a year of married life had matured her; a marriage without love is, after all, merely an empty shell.