Chapter 124: Entering Lingxue Peak

In the fourth year of her seclusion, Yun Xi felt a stir of restlessness and prepared to emerge.

She had successfully aligned her strength with her cultivation level. Through the Interstellar Body Refining Technique, she had tempered her physical form to the level of a Golden Core cultivator, allowing it to house her formidable spirit. Furthermore, thanks to the enhancement of the refining technique, her growth had not ceased upon reaching the Foundation Establishment stage; she now stood at one meter seventy-two, matching the height she possessed before her transmigration—a result that left her quite satisfied.

Chen Zhihe had a change of heart. Since Chu Feng was able to kill the viper and rescue Feng Yao, he reasoned that he could not be a bad person, and his mind was somewhat put at ease.

In a city in the south of the country, a baby boy was born in the obstetrics department of a hospital. His father named him Jiade, with the surname Mai; thus, the boy’s full name was Mai Jiade.

Shen Yue gritted his teeth, glaring at Fang Zheng, who was riding high on the arena stage. He was unwilling to let this good-for-nothing live through the day.

Although they were terrified of Han Yueqiao, Elder Liu had issued an order they dared not disobey. With no other choice, they braced themselves and charged toward her.

This left Ting Feng unsure whether to be happy or sad. He was happy that his parents had stopped scolding him, but saddened that "kicked by a cow" had become a household catchphrase regarding him.

The two drove to have a suit custom-made and then dressed A-Bian in it. The outlaw looked at A-Bian, smiled, lit a cigarette, and placed it in front of A-Bian’s head. He lit another for Zi Jie, and finally, one for himself.

To think I would stumble upon a mine. It appeared untouched, as I could see several exposed veins of iron and coal ores just within my line of sight; had anyone been here before, they surely wouldn't have overlooked these.

Before it could flick its tail a few times, Qu Qingran grabbed its beautiful, large tail fin and dragged it back. Fearing its tail might be torn, the red goldfish had no choice but to sulkily let Qu Qingran pull it along.

After school that afternoon, Sun Qianqian called to say she had opened a new restaurant and wanted to treat me to a delicious meal. Too embarrassed to refuse, I hurried over. I had intended to bring Peng Yuxin along, but reconsidered, feeling it inappropriate, and went alone.

Vital energy billowed like clouds and mist; immortal springs flowed from the stones, and spiritual waterfalls cascaded from the horizon. This time, the group arrived at an immortal palace built of blue jade.

"Damn it, if you want to fight, then I’ll play along. But Xiang Tianhua, you are not allowed to interfere, or else it’s cheating." Murong Kun was truly provoked by me, and in his anger, he abandoned all thoughts of fleeing.

He Yunlong, however, remained indifferent. Over these past few days, his strength had increased significantly, reaching the seventh rank.

Tang Huaijin wanted to intervene and get to the bottom of the matter. To find a breakthrough, he looked everywhere and concluded that investigating the transportation sector would be the most core and effective approach.

"That's not necessarily true; some mothers aren't that devoted to their children," Gu Qinzhi said, a shadow crossing his eyes as he spoke.

The storage room reeked, but he had no way to escape to use the restroom. It wasn't until the fifth day that Third Master’s group came to the supermarket to scavenge for supplies and cleared out the zombies, allowing him to finally emerge and join them.

"Master, I understand. I will not do it again." Elder Jin’s words were no mere promise. Since Zhan Tian had spoken, Elder Jin felt a sudden clarity of heart and shook his head in secret, feeling as though he had regressed with age. How had he failed to grasp his master’s good intentions after all his time spent in the world of men?

Slowly, Ning Fan’s true identity began to surface, and a flurry of stunned gazes turned toward him.

"Old Song, I will look after things here. Whenever you want to return, as long as I am still around, nothing will have changed." Elder Zhang patted Song Jiadeng’s shoulder with a sigh, his voice heavy with emotion.

For the Fatty, who had already begun systematic training, receiving these twenty basic attribute points meant not only that he could freely distribute them to his stats, but more importantly, he could use these points to complete at least twenty days of extreme training.