Chapter 42

Upon hearing the words "elixir of immortality," Yu Jianbo’s eyes betrayed an undisguised greed. Perhaps this is human nature; who can resist the temptation of eternal life? Who does not wish to endure forever?

"You mean the corpse was intact before you touched it, and it only fell into pieces once you made contact?" Lei Chen asked, frowning.

Murong Yun felt a sense of relief; though Mu Yilin might be insincere with everyone else, his genuine concern for Mu Qingyou alone was enough.

"Impossible." If it had been the Grand Elder of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, perhaps, but his own life could not possibly be worth that much money. Although he felt bitter acknowledging this fact, it was the truth he had to face.

The old beggar watched as Ye Qingcheng stepped back in fear, then scooped up dirt and ash from the ground and flung it into her face.

These three were none other than the Tianyou Sovereign, who had slumbered for a millennium, the Guardian of Tianyou, and the Last Knight of the Tianyou Clan!

As soon as Jin Fei finished speaking, a commotion broke out. Many students looked at Lu You with eyes full of pity and mockery.

The water seemed custom-made for the water fox. Once it entered, it blended perfectly with the liquid. Had it not been for the contract between them, Ye Qingcheng would not have been able to sense its presence at all.

"Yes, I told them to hurry and find the prince before I left. So, all that I said to him just now was to buy time," Duoduo replied.

Gao Qing was the type of person who didn't dwell on things he couldn't figure out—what one might call "lacking ambition." In his own words: "If I can't figure it out and I keep thinking about it, wouldn't that make me a fool? Why make life difficult for myself?"

It wasn't enough to just throw it back; the barrier of the Demon God Realm had to be reinforced to ensure it wouldn't be tossed back again.

Honestly, with his experience in the workplace from his previous life, if Yin'e wanted to make friends with someone, he rarely failed. He was a master at reading people and adapting his approach, provided he was willing to put in the effort.

It was a rope. Huang Yi had been searching a sporting goods store, and his bag was filled primarily with climbing ropes and grappling hooks.

"I am giving you an order, did you not hear me?" Murakami Ya roared. Had his words truly lost their authority?

Filled with joy, he was met with a bucket of cold water. In the end, disheartened, he followed the acquaintance he had made, Fentian, to the Shangqian Sect.

"Alright then, get some more sleep. Mom is going out to buy some things and will bring back lunch for you," Song Shulan said softly before leaving.

My father said he would check my homework when he got back, yet I still couldn't solve these problems.

"So, you knew all along that you weren't pregnant, didn't you?" Zhao Yunting knelt on the floor, weeping bitterly, and raised his hand to slap himself twice.

"Mom, don't worry, just tell me what happened slowly," Zhao An said calmly as he pressed the elevator button for the ground floor.

If she couldn't find him, couldn't he have taken the initiative to find her? Did he not know she would be worried if she couldn't find him?

Instead, he packed the box full of cotton. At a glance, it was clear that the items inside were of a much higher quality than the originals.

Rather than living a mediocre life, it is better to concentrate all one's energy; even if one blooms like an epiphyllum, it is enough to have blossomed once in a lifetime.

At this moment, he realized he didn't need to run anymore. Murder was a capital crime, but the patriarch of the noble family whose member he had killed was only a fourth-tier mage. The family alone could no longer pose a threat to Valentine, and as for the others, they wouldn't bother meddling in such affairs to provoke a fourth-tier mage.

"There are many, aren't there? Like an enterprising spirit. Although the mood swings are significant, overall, they are very optimistic. Of course, the most important things are diligence, a sense of responsibility, and creativity!" Alyssa said.

If you keep wasting time, by the time your father wakes up and you grow old, you may never realize your dreams.

A figure, not particularly tall but very warm and familiar to Misaka Misaka, appeared before her. She had been able to hold back her tears, but now they flowed like a burst dam, and she held onto He Chen’s leg, ignoring all decorum.

"No, how can this be? How could we have lost?" Fane still could not accept reality, his voice trembling.

For a battle maniac like Kenpachi, he might be extremely uncomfortable in He Chen's world, but for Aizen, it was like a fish in water. He wished he had been born in He Chen's world rather than the Soul Society; after all, ruling the capital market and manipulating stock prices was far more amusing than dominating Hueco Mundo or taking over the Soul King Palace.

"May I ask about the Yipin Hall? I encounter people from the Yipin Hall most often, and I've always been curious how they managed to build such a large influence," Mu Yun inquired.

Just like that, the elimination round of the United Alliance Tournament concluded, and the matches for the top thirty-two were set to follow.

"This subordinate awaits your command, General," Zhang Liao said, his spirit lifted as he stepped forward and spoke clearly.

Lin Xiao was slightly stunned at first, then reached into his robes and produced a Reaper-skin scroll containing a twentieth-tier psychic spell.

Huang Xuanling shook his head with a wry smile. With the growth of his cultivation and the improvement of his forging skills, he could no longer lower the grade of his artifacts even if he wanted to. With the raw materials he used, the purity of which had reached over ninety percent, it would be strange if the grade were not high.

"Your Lordship is too kind. This battle of the patrol boats is merely how we make a living. If we had used the艨冲,楼船, or fighting ships, we surely would not have compared to General Lin's forces," Gan Ning humbly replied. Although the Jiaolong soldiers had lost, they were tough as nails, and their tenacity left a deep impression on the people of Jianghai Manor.

Uchiha Yuji had drifted in the cosmos for ages in his previous life; he had long forgotten the name of a character like Yagura Karatachi, remembering only that he was the Fourth Mizukage.

Xia Chen remembered that he had checked repeatedly; this guy was definitely dead, with no possibility of survival, and the body should have been cremated long ago.

He was a General, after all. To be defeated twice like this by Uchiha Yuji—even if he was a "performing monkey," he still had his pride.

The following process was the same as before; Qin Shan naturally accepted the gift, acquired the knowledge of the "Giant Spirit God," and became a member of the Heavenly Court.

In a desert without ninja nations, where would the resources and capabilities to construct such buildings come from?

Of course, no one knew that the reason Xia Chen was so proficient in these things was that, as a transmigrator in this unknown world, his heart was filled with confusion and a sense of urgency.