Chapter 30: What Is There to Panic About?

While bathing, Zhao Baitong felt the tearing pain in a certain area intensify. In truth, she had felt uncomfortable there since waking up that morning, but after sitting in a car for several hours, she had neither spoken of it nor shown any sign, simply enduring it in silence.

After her shower, she went to the bedroom to search for the medicine cabinet. Having studied biological sciences and medicine in college, she knew that if she did not treat it, it would likely become inflamed and infected. She had just found the antibacterial pain relief...

Standing behind him was a man with a scholarly and refined appearance, looking to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a pair of black rectangular glasses.

Furthermore, the vast majority of the people inside were not distillers themselves, but wholesalers. Therefore, the first-place winner would gain access to their sales channels. In other words, they would source their liquor from you.

After all, the group had previously assumed that Ye Chu was some kind of spy, but now that they realized that was not the case at all, their anxiety vanished, leaving only a deep sense of curiosity.

Xu Tian watched the heavy doors slowly close. With a flick of his mind, he took out a bottle of True Essence Pills sent by the Sect Master. There were ten pills in the bottle, which Xu Tian could use for his cultivation. His current True Essence cultivation was at the seventh level; these three hundred pills should be enough to bring him to the state of Great Perfection.

Snow lunged directly toward Leng Yu, who had just rescued Zheng Zhongren, and threw a punch. As the fist struck out, the expressions of both Leng Yu and Zheng Zhongren changed, and they scrambled to defend themselves.

Just then, Zhao Xing walked over. Yu Hao looked toward him; Zhao Xing was dressed very handsomely. It had to be said that he was a natural clothes hanger—with a well-proportioned figure and a simple, casual business suit, he looked even more refined.

Yu Hao walked toward the depths of the grand hall, bypassed the high platform and chairs at the front, entered a side door, and walked until he was out of the hall.

Once the plan for Wang Fan to trap the Demon Spirit with his body failed, he would not hesitate to strike, utterly erasing Wang Fan’s body without leaving even a scrap of clothing behind.

"Hum." The void trembled, the heavens and earth shook, and the sea of thunder churned and roared. In the end, Xu Tian held the slight upper hand; with a sudden shout, he sent his opponent flying, though the other party seemed completely unharmed, let alone injured.

He viewed the Lei Zhan before him and the soldiers of the Special Warfare Battalion as butchers, as Japanese executioners.

As for Zhuo Tian, it was strange; he didn't eat or drink, yet he had no problems at all. On the contrary, the pale complexion he had developed from using the Great Dao Sword Technique gradually turned rosy, which left Yan Bing filled with wonder.

"Demonic energy...?" Yu Pianpian was stunned. Fuyun Nuan conjured a gleaming white short sword in her hand. The blade was carved from pure jade; it felt exceptionally warm to the touch, though it was significantly heavier than many other swords.

"Who told you to apologize to Pianpian? Say it: 'I was wrong; I shouldn't have spoken of Fairy Xuewei like that.'" Fuyun Nuan was truly angry; no one had ever spoken about her senior sister like that before, and today, someone had actually used such ugly words.

Xuanji glanced secretly at the firm, taut pectoral muscles beneath Li Mei's lapels. No matter how good a figure he had, it was still hidden under his robes. As the most beautiful man in the Immortal Realm, he was surely the type Tan Luo liked best. Just looking at how nervous the guard Tan was about him in the mortal realm, he felt fully confident he could defeat these men.

Only those forces that controlled the most powerful spatial arrays were capable of carving divine runes to tap into the primal power of heaven and earth and execute cross-regional teleportation.

"Take them all. Weren't you hungry? Eat one piece now, and have another in a while," Chen Yuan offered generously.

Ling Jiantong, dressed in white, stood up. She walked around the long corridor and entered the main hall, which had been arranged into a mourning hall. Mu Jinghong and Situ Qianchen were kneeling on either side, while the coffin of Ye Zhengbai was placed right in the center.

Among those rescued, Luo Li only recognized the father-son pair, Lang Hui and Lang Fei. After they had drunk a few bowls of soup and felt somewhat better, Wu Ji brought them to find Luo Li.