Chapter 140: Heavenly Tribulation (I)

Inventor Cultivator in Another World Contact me if you find discarded cigarette butts. 1247 words 2026-03-30 07:16:04

The black-robed man had just begun casting the soul-extraction and spirit-refinement technique on Dao Sansheng. He had not yet succeeded, but even after seeing the Black Dragon arrive and witnessing its strength, the black-robed man showed no fear. Instead, everyone shot into the sky and formed a great formation.

The square-jawed black-robed man who led them stood at the center of the formation, his hands...

Dream Xin cast a sidelong glance and saw three unfamiliar people standing only a few steps away. Her face changed drastically. The cave was not large, and the distance from one end to the other was barely a dozen steps. How had the three of them entered without her noticing anything at all?

It seemed I had strayed rather far from the subject. I did not know whether he still cared about Teacher Ai calling my name. Since I was not someone who was good at conversation, the more I worried about everything, the less I could bring myself to ask.

I, too, wanted to see what was so extraordinary about this God of War and Military Immortal, a figure revered for generations.

I had to admire myself. Somehow, I had managed to force down the entire thing. When I put the last bite into my mouth, it was like biting into a stone. It jarred my teeth, and the pain triggered tears from sheer reflex. I could not help but jump up and down.

Qin Zhiyao had originally thought that once she married, she would be able to escape her present predicament. She had never expected...

If it remained untreated, he would be unable to mobilize all the inner force within his body, and he certainly would not be Prince Chen’s match. But... did he really have to eat it?

“Are you having a fit? Why are you speaking Japanese in speaking class?” Wang Yuan reached around my arm, which was stretched across the desk. Three seconds later, she seemed to have seen something utterly astonishing.

To Li Jie, Xiao Yue’s actions were nothing short of suicide. His gun had already been aimed at her vital point, merely waiting for her to step within effective range.

First came the inevitable arrival of disaster; then came the endless emergence of capable people within the base. After being shocked time and again, he truly felt that he no longer belonged in this world.

As for why she had made them slaughter one another, she really had not thought it through. It had simply been an idea that occurred to her.

“Don’t worry.” An Fu smiled as she pulled Shen Moyu into the bathroom. She personally helped her bathe, then massaged her with essential oils and tended to her skin.

He limped over to Yu Xiu, hugged his head, and sat down beside him. To his surprise, Yu Xiu merely tapped him lightly on the head.

The dean of the Azure Path Academy and each of its elders were provided with separate courtyards, where the elders and their families lived.

To be fair, although Qin Ruoyuan was not particularly likable, she came from a powerful family. The scent on her was unquestionably that of high-grade perfume, and certainly not something nauseating.

There were too many old members and too many newcomers. Their numbers had piled up to the point that Rod no longer had time to pay attention to each of them individually.

“So Zhang Lei must suspect that Fang Hui’s appearance is connected to us,” Zhang Yuelian said.

Mother Yuan was no match for them, especially since they had seized her lifeline directly. In the end, with her eyes red from tears, she told them the password to her savings account.

According to Zhen Long, they had to purchase a plot of land large enough to build a base. Moreover, to attract talented people to join them, their first choice had to be a first-tier city such as the capital or Harbor City.

After setting Luo Jiutian down, Xia Hanqing happily returned along the regular passage at the side of the track to put on her shoes. Luo Jiutian followed behind her, his face expressionless.

Chen Meng sensed the dissatisfaction of the three of them and realized that she might well have implicated the children. She hurriedly tried to turn the situation around.

Two minutes later, the battle began to settle into a stable rhythm. Everyone had found a suitable position and was dealing damage in an orderly fashion, causing the wilderness orc chieftain’s health to begin falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aunt Eighth looked at the two pitch-black coffins placed side by side. The smell of burning paper money pierced her nostrils, and for some inexplicable reason, she felt that the chill was heavier than when she had come earlier.

That short-range teleportation skill had saved Chen Hao at a critical moment, allowing him to evade the group’s assault.