Chapter 60: Returning Home to Visit Family

In a corner of the Yuyao Palace, antique display shelves held an orderly array of fascinating curios and porcelains.

Soft light filtered through the carved window lattices, spilling onto the luxurious and plush Persian carpet. Lu Shuyao was carefully arranging the lotus flowers that Peilan had just gathered from Weiyang Lake into a glossy celadon vase.

Her movements were gentle and focused, her fair profile glowing faintly in the sunlight.

The lotus flowers stood slender and graceful in the vase, exuding a serene and pleasant fragrance.

"Hui, the close-range power of this pistol is terrifyingly strong; it's honestly no worse than many assault rifles." Koya placed the assault rifle behind his back, casually found a safe spot nearby to sit down, and fell into thought once more.

He looked around, darting forward in a flash, and discovered traces of human habitation within the rock crevices. The stones had been smoothed and polished, and dried blood stained the surface, upon which a few crude ancient characters could be seen.

Second Elder Yun watched as Ling Luo's body was devoured bit by bit by the Spear of Chaos, an irrepressible ecstasy welling up in his heart. With the Divine Staff of Mingzhan in hand and his confidence soaring, he let out a sharp cry, and the radiance of the Solar Divine Staff flared violently, reducing Ling Luo to ashes.

There is a kind of hunger driven purely by one's own perception of it—the moment you lay eyes on food, your mouth naturally begins to water, stomach acid secretes, and your intestines churn.

"Palace Master, I beg you to make a move and save the Tiger King Hall!" Shen Wuyou and Ji Yue were sitting in a pavilion on the main peak when Langtu suddenly came running from afar, dropping directly onto one knee in front of Shen Wuyou and crying out.

Sitting on the hard ground, even though a whole day had already passed, He Yin could still feel a faint, lingering ache radiating from her backside.

This was equivalent to providing an introduction and building connections; she was merely acting as the starting catalyst. If this family managed to secure a foothold in Ella, then the goodwill generated by this "initial introduction" would benefit her own family as well. Even if this family proved incompetent and failed, there would be no harm done to her.

Not even the Demon King could be certain whether establishing a soul core directly at the primal collapse point of history could genuinely prevent the collapse of history itself. She had no way of knowing, nor did she have the means to conduct experiments in that regard, for time was running out.

They gradually reached a brightly lit area—a mechanical city that was now entirely deserted, save for the lights that still blazed brightly and several speakers that continued to play melodic songs.

"You want to finish this training before their league starts?" Chen Zhiyuan asked with a hint of surprise.

A rare, mischievous smile appeared on Lin Ya's face. Realizing she was doing something like this for the very first time, a flutter of excitement stirred in her heart.

Following that, his complexion turned ashen and withered, yet upon this pale face, two stark patches of rouge were smeared unevenly on either side, making him look all the more bizarre. His eyes became dull and flat, bearing no resemblance to the eyes of a living person.

Or perhaps, under the guise of collecting, they were up to something else—smuggling contraband with hidden agendas. With cultivation realms stagnating and horizons narrowed, unable to break into high-tier social circles, they spent half their lives wallowing in the mud. Some could earn a year's income in just one month, while others toiled away in suffering for an entire year only to fall short of earning their train fare home.

Once Yue Li stepped outside, Jin Yan shed her facade of sweetness and innocence, settling onto the sofa with the commanding air of a boss.

Song Ruhai had to head north. He had to seize this opportunity to resolve the evil curse left to their entire clan by the Song family patriarch; by the same token, Song Lan had to go north as well.

Ghosts are a form of magnetic field, which can be shattered when struck by powerful external magnetic fields, such as the immense magnetic field generated by thunder and lightning. Consequently, many ghosts are entirely destroyed.

In an instant, Tang Chen and the others gathered in front of Yaoyan Zuimei, advancing together toward the lair of the Fire Demon Tree King.

Damn it... I grinned as I picked myself up from the ground, and without the slightest hesitation, plopped right down onto Xiyi's lap. At such a critical and disadvantageous juncture, seeking out the most formidable patron available was definitely the wisest choice.