Chapter 61 Narrowly Secured (Part 2)

Wei Yunxi brought out her stock of talismans this time—second-rank, lower-grade ones she had saved for herself, with two or three mid-grade talismans mixed in. She had drawn them with exceptional skill after breaking through to the ninth level of Qi Refinement. Had their current enemy not been a rank above them, she wouldn’t have used these; still, she kept a couple of mid-grade talismans in reserve, just in case.

The explosion of various talismans was spectacular, especially since they were second-rank...

Though she had done this countless times before, the kiss, brimming with longing, felt utterly unsuitable between them.

The breach of an outer defensive array alone meant little, but given the sensitive timing, it was best to inform the Grand Elder.

“That’s really troublesome for Brother Ye. We must thank him properly. I have some fine fabrics here; later, give them to Brother Ye. His wife and children can make some clothes. Bring some snacks for the kids, and take some formula, too—it’s nutritious…” Luo Qingyan began making arrangements.

To obtain a core from an earth-grade spirit beast, you must first slay it. Only earth spirit experts are capable of that—no matter how many profound spirit cultivators you send, it wouldn’t be enough.

“If you want to see him, just go. Like me—I wanted to see Ling Muchen, so I just went over on the weekend,” Pei Anan encouraged her.

Pei Qiqi lay with her long hair spread across the snowy pillow; Auntie Li had already changed the sheets.

Spirit masters at the yellow spirit level only had access to fifth-grade pills, while those below could only use fourth-grade pills.

Yes, he couldn’t kill himself; despite the excruciating pain, he didn’t even have the strength to bite his tongue and end it.

He opened the car door just as Su Mu did the same, and their faces collided, Su Mu’s forehead bumping against his chin.

Even if nothing happened, having a father like that was a lifelong stigma—an indelible shame.

Moreover, the native creatures here were truly formidable. Long accustomed to desert life, not only were they intimately familiar with its climate and terrain, but what terrified people most was their seeming immortality. Even if slain, they would become a heap of sand, only to re-form again.

“I thought you would refuse me immediately, or at the very least, struggle before reluctantly agreeing,” Old Wind said to Chu Xuan, though his gaze held neither disdain nor scorn.

Charles dragged over a person with a hood over his head. Cheng Yang glanced over and took a sip of coffee.

“Given the current situation, it’s nearly impossible for Ye Yu to run in the election. He was attacked by someone and is still unconscious!” A black-robed man reported to the young man sitting in the chair.

“Don’t interrupt him; maybe he’s searching for something useful,” the red-haired youth seized the chance to mock.

Having been tricked twice by Lin Xiaoyao, his pride couldn’t take it. Staying here was awkward enough; since the Wei family patriarch had offered him a way out, he took it immediately.

“Earlier, you were inside the barrier. If their attack had hit you, you wouldn’t have been hurt, but you’d be unable to move for a while,” Elder Qu explained.

Liu Xing addressed the two elders, beckoned the black-headed beast, and flew with Butterfly King Shanshan onto the city wall.

He shook his head and smiled, placing three pills in a jade bottle. He planned to refine them later—not for himself, but perhaps for others.

Yet, the mid-stage Condensing Stone realm seemed to inherit the stagnancy of its early stage; his progress in Qi Refinement was like a curse haunting Chu Xuan.

Back at the Sun family, Qin Guangyao was lucky to get an egg for his birthday. His first real birthday came during Qin Qing’s college entrance exams, spent at Zhang Feng’s repair shop.

The upgraded system would issue tasks. Upon completion, she would earn generous rewards.

Shenzhao was surprised; a gust surged from behind, but without turning, he merely shifted aside, sweeping with his large tail.

Qi Feiyang softened, promising to fly to Xichuan’s capital tomorrow. Su Zhixuan was overjoyed, saying she’d meet him at the airport.

The dress looked lovely, its layered skirt like a blossom, but such attire was much too thin for winter.

“It’s fine. I’ll go ask what’s happening—don’t dismiss me again,” Li Feiqiu dressed and rushed out, ignoring Yang Ziyu’s bewildered face.

“Lord Ding said even if you return, you’re not allowed to get drunk again,” Yang Ziyu dampened her spirits.

Qin Girl was truly patient; if the other party were angry or jealous, it would have been easier to handle.

The Western Realm is governed by the four divine beasts: Azure Dragon, Phoenix, Divine Turtle, and Qilin. I and the Turtle King guard the eastern sea; the western sea is under the Azure Dragon King, while the mainland is guarded by the Fire Phoenix.

Lady Lina was at a loss, and her son A Yuan kept asking, “Where’s Cousin Qin?”

“It’s nothing—I just feel like I ordered too much myself…” Mu Qiqi mumbled, still chewing a piece.

Qiu Shiqi was off duty today and originally planned to find Han Yuanheng for a meal and to talk about their years of growth.

Good—since she was willing to live well, she would no longer envy vanity as before, and surely she would turn over a new leaf.

Since the show was being filmed, her conversations with her cat were related to the program. With everyone else nearby, it wasn’t convenient to discuss the other guests directly—even compliments would be awkward if overheard—so she stuck to talking about the cat.

Yet, thanks to Yezi’s online promotion, the store’s opening day saw a crowd of curious netizens gathering at the door.

Yan Junlan became more eccentric with age, but her mind was clear as a mirror. Her wish was not simply to see her old husband one more time.

After browsing her social feed, Xin Jiaqi opened the European Economic Journal for a casual read.

Ye Xinxin raised her brow slightly, hurriedly dashed out, and was greeted by a refined, elegant figure.