Chapter 64: Staying Up Late!

According to the data retrieved by Luomen, the Crimson Sparrow is a ferocious beast that requires special culinary preparation to be edible.

If they were to engage in a direct, head-on battle, he would naturally be no match for the other party, likely unable to withstand even a single finger.

The process of expanding one's spiritual pouch is agonizing. The meridians of a Void-Breaking cultivator are basically set in stone. Even if their cultivation level improves in the future, it is mostly a reinforcement of the meridians themselves. To attempt changes at this stage brings a pain far surpassing the widening experienced during previous breakthroughs.

The Sea-Swallowing Immortal King possesses extraordinary devouring superpower talents. By practicing this cultivation technique, he will undoubtedly become much stronger.

Ju Zhengying turned his head and happened to see a large contingent of dozens of people walking out from the street corner, heading precisely in the direction of the Lanshan Sect.

The two exchanged blows back and forth, executing over a dozen moves in a short span of time, fighting evenly matched. However, the Night Leopard's learning ability regarding combat techniques and its cultivation methods were worlds apart.

Yan Sheng wore an angry expression, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed forward, intending to fiercely teach the fellow who had just asked the question a lesson.

What made Dong Wei find it even more unbelievable was that as he held his phone, not yet recovered from the second call, the ringtone sounded once again.

"She said I am kind... but what on earth is kindness..." The man, who had already accepted his identity as Yaga Milaito, muttered to himself.

On the Genesis-class star carrier, Xiao Cheng frowned as he looked at the battle report before him.

Clearly able to watch that distance grow larger and larger, yet powerless to stop it—is there anything in this world more tragic than this?

Perhaps Blackbeard was lucky, as that hot-blooded fellow Luffy had already broken into Impel Down two days ago, turning the prison upside down and giving him an excellent opportunity to sneak in. But perhaps Blackbeard's luck was equally terrible, for a group of people had been waiting here for him all along.

"My good man, see if this person is the one you saw the day before yesterday afternoon." Qian Qingfu actually brought along an eyewitness. The eyewitness was a somewhat timid farmer. Although he felt a bit nervous being brought up by Qian Qingfu, he also knew the urgency of the situation. Hearing Qian Qingfu's words, he immediately cast a glance at the person.

What kind of person is this Prince Jin? How dare he directly slap the Autumn Hunt Department in the face right in front of outsiders like them?

The salary is not much; after taxes, it is only a little over one hundred thousand yen a month. In this district of Tokyo, it is roughly equivalent to a monthly income of about two thousand yuan in Shanghai. However, Aoi Mori's parents had already helped her pay for two or three months of rent. By spending sparingly and saving a bit of money, she wouldn't have to worry too much about survival or running back home to rely on her parents.

"Oh heavens! No way! ~~~ It really is him!" Hearing this familiar voice, Nami immediately recognized that she had run into an old acquaintance. Her excitement surged, her eyes instantly turned red, and tears began to stream down shortly after.

Therefore, having experienced this incident, people finally realized the formidable strength and mystery of the Shaolin Temple, which could actually defeat even a university-level expert. Just how profound, then, is the true power of the Shaolin Temple?

"Teacher, if we don't know the height of a triangle, can we measure it directly using our triangle?" Ruolan also voiced her own question, because this issue related to the puzzle Xiao En encountered when breaking the seal in the Olympiad battlefield.

Returning to her bedroom and turning on the light, Eriri directly buried her head under the quilt, feeling a bit of bitter sourness from having her inner thoughts pierced through by her mother.

The Yu family on Wuma Street in Jinling was once one of the premier luxury estates in the capital. Even though Yu Jianlong is no longer the Junior Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, this place remained quiet for only a brief moment before bustling with horse-drawn carriages and crowds once again.

For experienced players, most novices in the Bronze tier lack game awareness and play heroes blindly, making the match utterly heartbreaking—let alone for top-tier gamers like them.

Since Yu Zichen knew all of this, it could only mean that he was setting a difficult puzzle for her. Tonight, Yu Zichen asked her to take him to Puqing Temple, only to turn around and demand that she rescue him out. This man's thoughts were simply too deep and unfathomable.

"Do I need to go back and change my clothes?" Yan Xiaoxiao asked, staring at the white T-shirt and jeans she was wearing.

Bai Caiwei took a step backward, and then she felt her hand grow empty. The Tear of Life belonging to Chijia had vanished.

Qin Mohan looked at the tightly closed door in front of him, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his eyes as cold as millennia of unmelting ice.

In a short while, Lin Xiao's entire body trembled. The speed had reached such an extreme state that his frail physique—which hadn't even managed to get past the Seal-Imprinting stage—could not bear it at all.

"I still have an older brother, so I suppose that's why my parents were willing to let me leave home?" Yu Shihuan said.

Thinking about how he had been busy with meetings all day, he had actually forgotten to call Mu Yiyi. Recalling her abnormal reaction on the phone last night, he could not help feeling somewhat worried.

"Possessed by an evil spirit? What kind of evil spirit have you been possessed by! In my property, it's clearly your own righteousness failing to suppress the evil!" My words undoubtedly provoked President Fang's anger even further.

Changmen was extremely astonished. The dragon clan's mechanism was engineered with such ingenuity that there was originally no visible trace of any hidden compartment on this wall, yet a box had now emerged from it. Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, Changmen would never have believed that an ordinary wall could conceal a box.

Upon hearing this, Liao Ran finally noticed that Zhang Haotian's gaze was fixed on his waist. Having left the ghost house in such a hurry, he had completely forgotten that two human heads were still tied around his waist. He hurriedly reached out to untie them, but unexpectedly, Zhang Haotian slowly shuffled toward him at that very moment, his steps heavy as if filled with molten lead.

Uncle Gong said in exasperation, as if Mo Lingran acting this way was a sign of disrespect toward them, and as if Mo Lingran doing so would prevent them from getting their revenge.

Han Ruifeng was dressed in a dark blue tuxedo, inside of which was a shirt of the same color as the jacket. A black bow tie rested against his chest, exuding composure without losing the vibrant energy of an eighteen-year-old boy.