Volume One, Chapter 51: Qi Replenishing Pill

Junior Sister Su went to great lengths to help him! She managed to gather so many rare spirit herbs—such precious ingredients are rarely seen in the market, let alone collected as a complete set for a single pill. But if it was Su Luo, she might just have the means. Still, this is cheating, boy—you can’t use these spirit herbs to make your pills!

Xie Bin’s heart was filled with jealousy and resentment. These rare spirit herbs were so scarce that even a single one was hard to find, let alone an entire set for a single pill.

“Cheating?!”

Su Luo was almost amused by the shameless accusation. “First of all, these herbs have nothing to do with me—I didn’t give them to him. And besides, what rule says you can’t use higher-grade herbs?”

She, too, was curious where Ji Die had acquired so many rare spirit herbs. Well...

“Aren’t Gangpao and the others pitiful? No, I have to buy them some toys too,” Mu Chenxue said, and then turned to head into the neighboring Transformers toy shop.

“Thank you for saving me,” Long Xiaotian said, gazing at the two innocent boys before him, his heart filled with gratitude.

“Security Division Mission: In accordance with company safety protocols, assist the Security Department in the headquarters building’s protection tasks,” the twenty-five burly “White Sands” responded in unison.

“I heard your company has a robotics project—why wasn’t it displayed at the exhibition this time?” Elder Xu asked, his gaze probing as he looked at Zhou Xing.

They were all seasoned veterans, renowned figures in the military district. Usually, their confidence was unshakable.

A man nearby received his companion’s message, dragged a hose from the corner of the room, turned on the tap, and handed the hose to the man who had spoken.

For Borg, these pureblood vampires—once considered a rare delicacy—now only awakened a suppressed, restless craving within him.

You call yourself open-minded, but you’re this domineering? And you still have the nerve to claim you’re enlightened? Have you no sense of shame?

Xue Chen glanced over and began to move silently, channeling a mysterious power unlike magic—an ability: time reversal! Both the injuries to body and soul began to rewind.

“Yes, especially those with good skills—the more the better. Once they arrive, each will receive ten taels of silver as a settlement fee, then two taels per month as salary,” Chen Ning replied.

Seeing this, Wang Xuanlong quickly braced his right elbow against his chest to push away Fan Jinxiang’s knee, leaped several meters into the air, and as Fan Jinxiang’s right arm swept past his toes, Wang Xuanlong executed a backflip to land behind him—kicking at him the moment his feet touched the ground.

“Come on, I’ll take you to meet my parents. We’re about to get engaged, and you still haven’t met them!” With that, Fei Liangyan took Lu Tong’s hand and led her upstairs.

“You have such an imagination—you ought to be a novelist, not a superpowered warrior,” Rocky laughed.

As Xiao Menglou charged over, he finally had a free hand to aim the photon cannon at the nose of the Haiyan assault plane.

At these words, laughter erupted all around. They’d all been through this themselves and had barely survived their first year. Now, they were determined to reclaim the shame and humiliation they’d once endured from these newcomers.

Among these people were Qile Hall, the Spirit Beast Sect, the Great Scholar’s Gate, and the Clearwind Monastery. Judging from their sorry state, they must have suffered quite a few tribulations.

But when they saw the black chamber overturned by that overwhelming aura, shock washed over their faces—their expressions were nothing short of spectacular.

“Wow, Shiyi, is this really your car? I can hardly believe my eyes!” Luo Yuhang exclaimed, mouth agape in exaggerated disbelief.

A sinister chuckle drifted over, and at those words, a cold gleam flashed in Yun Feng’s eyes.

Though many cultivators in the royal capital felt regret, they kept their desires in check and waited—for no one dared to defy the Golden-Eyed Dharma King.

If Dongba hadn’t induced vomiting at once after drinking the spiked beverage, he might not have survived even the first trial.

Even so, Wang Geng—completely shielded by his protective barrier—still wore a look of astonishment.

Thinking of this, Bai Fei’s blood surged with excitement. As the owner of Soaring Technology and organizer of the gaming league, he was practically itching to go to the venue himself.

With this in mind, Elena kicked off her boots and threw herself heavily onto the fresh, clean sheets.

In the tranquil night, only two things on the vast square still shone with intense light.

Su Li keenly sensed that Larsol’s mood was off, but nonetheless nodded.

Night fell, and the sound of the river’s rushing water lent an almost unnatural peace to the atmosphere.

The endless void shattered, and vast rays of light gathered again, surging toward the Blood Calamity in overwhelming waves.

As Mikeville’s impassioned voice rang out, the iconic images and virtual representations of the seven key planets and their figures in the Shattered Star universe appeared in turn, presented with impactful cuts and choreography.

The leader was a eunuch, standing with head held high and chest out, looking down at Murong Yinzhu with a haughty air and not bothering with any formality.

The door of emotion seemed to have closed forever, shut tight with the deaths of Murong Fei and Nangong Lin.

Patriarch Sun was the first to break the silence of remembrance, getting straight to the point—clearly a straightforward man.

After Nangong Jin left, Luo Yuling continued her bath. There was still time before morning court, and she intended to enjoy this beautiful morning.

In truth, she liked the Southern Frontier very much, but at that time, she didn’t trust that demon; she thought it was all just a nightmare, so she dared not allow herself to truly fall.

Everyone listened to Liu Fei’s rambling, half-understanding, as the Golden Cup van pulled up to the east gate of Xuanwu Lake Park. The five of them disembarked and headed toward a hillside in the park.

“Your Majesty flatters me. Since you value this quality in your servant, I must dedicate it to serving you,” Mu Ge replied respectfully.

The greatest fear is not your own suffering, but watching someone dear to you suffer, powerless to help. Helian and Yazhi had never truly experienced this, but from Xiangling’s behavior, they seemed to understand—the kind of pain that makes you wish you could bear it all yourself instead of seeing your beloved in distress.

When an ability user reaches level ten—the celestial stage—a distinct feature emerges during battle: the manifestation of their ability’s archetype as a phantom behind them.

On a blazing stone bed, Nangong Lin lay peacefully, a thin layer of frost upon his face, and a faint smile seemed to grace his lips.

How does one change the fraught relationship between left-behind wives and their mothers-in-law after divorce?

At that moment, Huang Shu appeared in a blur, blocking between the two with the “Heaven-Splitting Axe” raised high, intercepting the world-shattering blow of the Demon-Slaying Blade.

When Xie Yunqing could no longer bear the constraint of her sweater and tore off her undergarments as well, she revealed to Lin Zhixiao the most stunning, soul-stirring beauty of her three-dimensional curves.

Huangfu plunged his blade into Shen the thief’s chest. The tip was still some distance from the heart—it wasn’t a fatal wound. If treated promptly, Shen could still be saved.

This was one of the high-tech achievements of the Observer Quakers. Once the Machine Heart was activated, it took just one month to build a doomsday ark capable of housing a thousand souls.

Among the top hundred, two spots were still held: thirty-ninth and fifty-ninth. The other three just missed the mark, ranking one hundred and first, two hundred and sixty-seventh, and three hundred and twenty-third.