Chapter 142: Ascension

Inventor Cultivator in Another World Contact me if you find discarded cigarette butts. 1247 words 2026-03-30 07:16:05

The tribulation clouds in the sky descended all at once, striking directly at Dao Sansheng and the gourd in his hand. The lightning tribulation transformed into a colossal thunder dragon, crashing down upon his head. Dao Sansheng, who had been somewhat normal just a moment ago, was now charred black, his entire being reduced to...

"Are you sure this villa and these servants weren't burned as paper offerings for you by someone in the living world?" I asked at this moment.

After getting dressed, he carried her to the bathroom and helped her wash her face and brush her teeth. Gu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt like an invalid, as there was absolutely no need for her to do anything herself. Even combing her hair was done by Mu Yixi.

Levis had no idea how much the man was talking about, but it didn't really matter, so he nodded with great composure. The black man was very satisfied with his attitude, gave an "OK" gesture, and slammed the square hatch shut with a "bang."

In the match point of the third game, with only two minutes remaining of the seven-minute time limit, those who wanted to see him create a myth and those who wanted to see his myth shattered could not help but shout out in unison.

We did not go to talk to those fishermen; their gazes remained fixed on us, as if they were observing animals. I ignored the fishermen's stares and scanned the island, but found no immediate danger.

Hearing Quan Shaochen's voice, Mrs. Quan realized she could not afford to be weak; the dignity of the entire family must not be destroyed at his hands.

I buried myself quietly in Li Yi's embrace, breathing in his scent. I had never imagined that one day I would be lying in Li Yi's arms, calm and peaceful, simply lying there.

Of course, Su Zhou was not searching for some "818" thread about an idiot who stood dazed on the pitch and was hit square in the face by a football traveling at 180 kilometers per hour; he simply searched for two separate terms on Baidu Encyclopedia.

In the evening, Jiao Lei picked up Yu Guo from school in the city. Upon learning that distinguished guests had arrived at home and that he was specifically tasked with overseeing the improvement of the meal for the leaders, he followed behind Li Zhen with trepidation, learning the ropes.

Watching Mu Wangqing and the others leave, Xiaoyue, who had been forcing herself to hold on, could no longer contain the surging demonic energy and clutched her chest in agonizing pain.

Before anyone could ask what exactly this opportunity mentioned by the Ling Family Ancestor was, they saw the Ancestor standing not far from the door, staring into the room.

They kept discussing, like bargaining. Zhang Qin's soul would fall into a deep sleep, and I would need to continuously help the returnees wash away the sins of their past lives to increase the weight of Zhang Qin's heart until it balanced with Maat's feather. That way...

Xinghua was furious. "You're just an empty plate, and with the master away, you're rebelling? Do you not want to survive in this house anymore?"

"Zhu Minglang, this thing is terrifying..." Nan Yusuo had already sensed the malevolence of the Earth Immortal Ghost, which seemed to hate humans by nature. Its eyeball nearly bulged out of its socket as it stared at them.

Next, gathering the elite of the entire planet to decipher this server was the most important task of all.

Moreover, it was an incredibly difficult item to obtain! After all, trading for elemental cores depended on whether the other party was willing to trade with you.

Shi Wushuang continued, deep in thought, his probing gaze sweeping across everyone one by one.

Therefore, she had come to the auction house out of curiosity, but after seeing the spiritual treasure in the high air, she truly believed that there were such fools capable of doing such things.

Ji Ren fell heavily to his knees, trembling as he picked up Ah Huan, his expression one of extreme agony, tears streaming from his eyes.

He even reached into the space of the ancient stele and took out a number of Profound-grade mid-tier medicinal pills, providing them to the group to help them recover their breath and energy.

Liu Xinghe cursed to himself, but before he could react, he heard the boy's strange laughter from the side. This was bad; he could already feel the wind of the boy's strike.