Chapter 122: Recovery

It seems that two first-grade elixirs can be combined to form one second-grade elixir, and two second-grade elixirs can be merged to create one third-grade elixir. By extension, does that mean two third-grade elixirs can synthesize into one fourth-grade elixir? After pondering this, Dao Sansheng began the synthesis process.

His lifespan had already reached an astonishing four hundred billion years and was still continuously increasing. In terms of longevity, he was likely the foremost in the multiverse. This supreme achievement was the result of absorbing all the vital forces, experiences, and core essences from Zhou Qin.

The most terrifying and hardest-to-defend aspect of the Mind-Intent Sword was its manifestation according to one’s thoughts. It materialized directly within the opponent’s surrounding cosmic energy, leaving no distance between the sword and the adversary’s body.

It was fortunate that his current outward form was still decent; had it been He Shang instead, he would probably have been beaten to the point of being unable to care for himself by now.

The tone of the Ancient Desolation Elder grew noticeably uncertain by the end of his words. It was clear he understood exactly what kind of existence Zhu Yu represented.

The moment this figure struck out with cold indifference, the nearby “true self” swiftly dissipated as well.

As Gu Chen Sha wandered through this vast empire, he discovered that its splendor did not truly belong to the Great Dynasty.

“Will anyone come to receive us? Zhang Qianxia and the Wang Prefect have both returned, so Li Jinglüe should be out of the city to welcome us by now, right?” As they drew nearer to Qin Prefecture, Zhao Long began to imagine the grand scene of a city welcoming them.

“Once we move a bit further away, we will naturally take action. You should rest assured,” Elder Gis exchanged a glance and smiled gently.

“Well... this is a bit troublesome,” Jiang Guang frowned. As the head of the General Staff Intelligence Department, no one in all of Huaxia knew Lin Dong better than he did. Yet he also understood the importance of confidentiality. Lin Dong’s information was top secret; how could he break protocol?

“Hey, wait up for me…” Luo Wusheng’s pace never faltered, but the strangest thing was that the Ghost-faced Ancient Jade seemed to be strolling leisurely, yet no matter how fast he ran, he couldn’t catch up.

After several consecutive years in the Vast World, through her relentless refining, she had successfully forged seventy-eight pieces. Had her materials not been completely exhausted, she would have continued without pause.

“You really don’t know your place. Your senior brother has treated you with utmost kindness, yet you are so rude. People like you truly have no reason to live in this world!” Tian Zhong said coldly, his face stern.

Wan Jun was deeply moved, almost on the verge of sobbing. She saw the city where she had lived so long ago, but now it was in ruins, every blade of grass and tree having turned into hard fossil.

Work wasn’t finished today, so tomorrow she still had to head there again. Still offline during the day. Posts would be replied to and highlighted in the evening.

Furthermore, there was another low-cost yet potentially high-profit venture—packaging.

The moment Zhang Yunze spoke, the entire room fell silent; one could almost hear a pin drop.

“Don’t worry, you will each have your own place to cultivate. I have a True Dragon Ring here, infused with incredibly dense spiritual energy. You can enter it to train, and your cultivation will be far more efficient!” Xiao Yiyun pointed to the True Dragon Ring on his hand.

“Shut up! Get down!” Jameson barked sharply, glaring fiercely at several people. A powerful aura surged from his body.

In truth, this sentence was quite ordinary, yet it inexplicably hit a humorous note—much like the tear-jerking moments in life that come unexpectedly, regardless of context, emotions well up as if preordained.

People truly change a great deal. Yet, the transformation of Lan Xin into such an open and confident person was exactly what Lü Bu had always hoped to see.

Although the consciousness of the Thunder Bear had not fully matured, even so, it understood that Lu Feng’s strike had killed it outright.