I Take Life Seriously 114: Seeing Ling Again (3)

"It’s not simple! To think of formatting a human body—that is just absurdly unreliable!" Zhang Mingjing grumbled.

The Five-Dimensional Thought Model replied, "It is quite reliable; this method is entirely feasible."

"My god! Even you..." Zhang Ming was still struggling to fully accept it.

"In fact, you experienced something similar during your own cultivation in the past, so the probability of using this method to restore her to her original state is actually quite high."

"How high?"

"Thirty percent."

"You call that high?" Zhang Mingjing retorted.

"You must understand, the probability of using this method to purge the spacetime monster's coding from her body is even greater... You shouldn't feel that I am insulting you; I am speaking the truth. The entire venue is covered by surveillance, and she claims that I was the one who put the rabbit pudding on her, yet did any of you actually see it happen?"

A faint sense of unease lingered in Lian Xiangdong’s mind, but seeing Yang Xi’s resolute expression, he dared not press the matter further and hurriedly rose to prepare for the surgery.

It is worth noting that the three fire meteors just now were an improved version given to her by Old Man Fire. The original fire meteors were merely fourth-level fire spells, but under Old Man Fire’s modifications, each one was compressed to the limit, granting them power comparable to standard fifth-level magic.

Within just a few minutes, the news of Xiao Yanchuan suddenly hugging Xia Chuxiao had spread throughout the school.

Whether it was Old Ghost, Long Aotian, or the various magical beasts like the Green Flood Dragon, anyone who sensed this aura felt their hearts tremble. It was clear that Han Xian’s strength had far surpassed that of a peak eighth-level mage.

Following this, Feng Yutian opened Qin Yuan’s pouch without hesitation, and at the same time, Qin Yuan opened Feng Yutian’s.

In an instant, a surge of pure spiritual energy circulated through her body, restoring some of the vitality she had lost.

Left with no choice, Chu Wei turned her car toward her company building. There was a shop there she knew well and trusted, and she was certain it would be open before eight in the morning.

"Have mercy, kind sir, please have mercy and give me something to eat," a ghost, so thin he looked like a skeleton, begged hoarsely while carrying a food basin along the street.

"If you really want to adapt fairy tales into plays, let me write the script. I don't have high demands, just pay me the market rate for the manuscript," Chuxiao said happily.

Wang Yuwei had always been proud of her relationship; after all, it wasn't easy to find a man who was both a social equal and handsome and devoted.

At the entrance, several peddlers were shouting. Su Chenxue felt quite amazed, as she had never seen such things before, but she ignored them and walked straight into the entrance.

However, Li Xianyue never had any improper thoughts. Moreover, when Li Xianyue absorbed the essence of the Illusionary Mirage, he intentionally avoided interfering with the cultivation of the Water Spirit Mirage clan members, which made her think increasingly well of him.

"Heh heh, it is no surprise that you, brother, do not know. The place where the monkeys steal wine is filled with treasures everywhere, but very few people actually know of it," Master Black Crow said with relaxed contentment.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing. Su Chenxue couldn't bear it any longer, seeing that Lin Ze’s expression remained as rigid as ever.

Because Patriarch Baihou knew that since Li Xianyue had specifically asked for his help to avoid terrifying the hundred tribes of the Great Northwest, it must be urgent, so he had made arrangements immediately.

"Daoist, I can give you the Poisonous Pill, and I don't need your Heaven-Stealing Swap," Ice-is-Sleeping-Water said slowly.

This was the first time Tokugawa Makoto had seen someone like this—someone who did not even hold the Minkong Divine Palace in high regard, especially when he was known in the Sakura Nation as the man closest to the gods.

"No, this is the money I saved to treat Dad's illness. Give it back to me," Tao Xueming argued, his eyes reddening.

A doctor with such capabilities could be considered a titan—a world-class master physician. Coupled with the old man’s background, he was not someone he could afford to provoke.

The meaning of "Unrivaled Under Heaven" was clear: this War of the Universe belonged to them, and Blade Warrior’s transcendent status truly threatened their rule. No person in power would ever permit such an individual to exist.