Chapter Ninety-Two: Samadhi True Fire

The Taoist priest said to the woman, “I have seen you linger by the river for many years, and you have never harmed anyone. Today I will give you a chance: kill this demon monk, use him as your own substitute, and hurry off to be reborn.”

The great monk was utterly driven mad. He struggled to rise from the ground, but his body was covered in blood and would not move at all. In terror, he cursed, “Bastards, you will die horribly...”

An Xingxing finally let out a breath of relief, glad that everyone had shifted the subject and no longer linked her to the matter of repairing the Faster program.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen turned into a streak of light and suddenly shot into the Eye of the Abyss, heading straight for the star core.

She was asking about the preferences of Li Yuyan’s family, so that after returning to the palace she could arrange the things in the Star Peace Hall accordingly and choose gifts that would suit their tastes.

If you didn’t want to play, you could have just said so. Why be so blunt? You really are not giving me any face.

When the Red Skull heard the words “Cosmic Cube,” his eyes narrowed slightly. He did hope that Ye Chen would join Hydra, allowing Hydra to come into contact with that kind of extraordinary power, but that did not mean he was a fool. He had kept the news of the Cosmic Cube tightly sealed, and only a handful of people knew about it.

Facing the full-force final strike of a titled Douluo, even though Chen Xin’s soul power had already reached level ninety-seven, he did not dare to be the least bit careless.

More importantly, Shen Chi had also brought back the promise of the Qiankun Trading Company: so long as the villagers could guarantee the potency of the medicine, the company would purchase it at no less than the market price.

He still did not dare imagine what would have happened if he had arrived one step later, and what kind of damage Ji Qingyu would have inflicted on her if he had succeeded.

By contrast, Jin Deman, though deeply unwilling, did not dare to slight Prince Qin Li Yuanying. He could only nod and agree.

Ye Chen, meanwhile, had become a dazzling rising star. At this meeting, he put forward numerous proposals and won unanimous approval from China’s senior leadership.

Chu Lanxing had only just taken a sip of water when she nearly spat it out. Her eyes widened in disbelief. Young man, what is wrong with you? Where is your integrity?

Even so, after she had finished dealing with more than half the ingredients, she still felt sore and aching in the waist and back, and could not help but stand up to loosen her stiff shoulders and neck.

“What are you standing there for? Chase them!” Tang Zhen shouted furiously, clutching his bleeding head.

Liu Xiaoxue merely watched with calm detachment, without the slightest ripple of emotion, just as Ling Xin had once told her in conversation: loving by letting go is also a kind of love. So long as he could be happy, she was willing to guard him from behind.

Once these streams of spiritual energy entered Xu Chang’an’s body, they would be drawn away by the whirlpool of spiritual power in his dantian.

That breathtakingly beautiful face slowly drew near. Her mesmerizing eyes stared fixedly at him, and the corners of her red lips curved slightly, seductive and enchanting to the extreme.

Arriving in an entirely new area, the students immediately concealed themselves out of habit, carefully searched the surroundings, and took the initiative to analyze the situation.

After Zhang Yiqiang finished speaking, he lay back down on the sofa again, smoking as he thought about how to explain tonight’s events to Wang Shiqiang tomorrow.

Nangong Lingye looked toward Qu Heng, a trace of coldness in her phoenix eyes. Some things were long overdue to be returned to their rightful owner.

Let’s first pretend to be allies and slip into the core area. See if we can squeeze some profit out of them first, and then crush them head-on. How does that sound?

Seeing Shi Xiujin’s obnoxious face, Yuan Wulang was reminded that this fellow had spent the whole journey lingering beside his wife, eating and drinking at her expense.

“At the very least, the Thunder Tiger brothers are not truly without ambition!” They had originally come from great aristocratic clans; it was only because the court had suppressed them that the Thunder Army had become so devoid of fighting spirit.

“Ah Wan, there’s another flatbread here. Have this one first!” Feng Yinjiu took a flatbread wrapped in brocade from his robe and handed it over. It was baked to a golden-orange sheen.

And at that very instant, Cheng Donglin released Song Daoqian. At this life-or-death moment, Song Daoqian naturally could not continue grappling with Cheng Donglin. He drew his spear at once and thrust it toward Luo Yun.