Path to Immortality: Mastering All Arts Chapter Fifty-Three: The Divine Power of Dual Cultivation! (Please Support with Votes)

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On the arena, Yun Zilang had already incited several disciples to rush forward and bring Yun Jiuqing to justice. Zhang Duofeng’s eyes widened, and he swallowed hard, reflexively covering the left side of his face the next moment.

“Old General…” Tian Yan and Xia Yu staggered under the cold, grim gaze of Duan Jing.

At that moment, the Divine Realm trembled; within the boundless sea of stars, nine enormous black holes of abyss appeared, unleashing terrifying power that coiled around Ming Xin’s body.

The remaining four had already helped the seventh brother to his feet, silent but closely following behind, evidently aware of their elder brother’s plan.

Under the temptation of a tremendous cultivation breakthrough, all prohibitions against infighting were cast aside.

He had been tracking the defeated Xianbei army all along. Tan Shihuai, already burning with anxiety, succumbed just after returning to the royal court following a turbulent journey.

Moreover, with the aid of the treasured Five-Colored Divine Stone, Orin forged for her a third-grade divine artifact, the Precious Lotus Lantern. This artifact, rivaling the power of a fourth-grade divine artifact, endowed her with combat strength nearly equal to the current Jing Wudao.

Meanwhile, in the dining hall, after the family head of the Dongfang clan and Song Kangning had left, Dongfang Anran and Uncle Dongfang San also quickly departed.

At this moment, speaking while gazing up at the soft, radiant light and the irresistibly charming Shen Jialan, who was stretching her exquisite body on the bed in a yoga pose—this was the first time in his life that Cheng Hu had seen yoga performed so brilliantly by Shen Jialan.

He walked along the way, pondering: how could he retrieve those two USB drives from both the Zhao Shuhao family and Zhao Yilong’s household unnoticed, then quietly destroy them, thus eliminating this detrimental factor.

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“Sick?” So this is the tactic. Although the exact phrasing wasn’t guessed, as long as one feigned illness—especially a special illness that only the association could detect—the guardians would entrust their children to the association for treatment, all for their safety.

Life is the excuse of the weak; fate, the humility of the strong. He Xi, do you truly wish to stand out in the Twilight Legends? You shout it every day, but have you ever truly thrown yourself into the fight to seize that precious chance?

Poor Sister Sha, still unable to play the game! How could you do that? How could you just toss it into that boundless water?

Upon Yun Hao’s words, not only Jian Wuya but the other sect elders exchanged glances, all showing expressions of great shock.

Ye Li had grown thin, sleepless night after night. She could no longer endure the sound of Liu Tianqing tossing and turning in the bedroom, nor his suppressed breaths. She consulted many doctors, but aside from helping with warm compresses, there seemed to be no better remedy.

“You old witch, I’ll finish you.” The golden figure whooshed, slashing out shards of blade light.

Without any suspense, Stealing Heaven and Changing the Sun returned to the resurrection point, disbelief etched across his face.

Just as she had expected, this was what “unrecognizable” truly meant. Though the drug’s name sounded terrifying, it was less a poison and more a prank medicine.

This decree was issued to facilitate Jing Hao and Chen Xuanxi’s visits to Su Jinyu. If they had never come, she vaguely understood that it would never be lifted before she gave birth.

“Annoying?” Xuan Xuan said coquettishly. Fine, she admitted her lust; she admitted her fondness for this man’s passion, for his performance in bed. Only in this way could she truly feel this man’s love for her.

The sun gradually sank toward the west, but the war drums on the battlefield kept pounding relentlessly. The war continued. At this moment, the Xiao army had suffered over thirteen thousand casualties, while nearly three thousand fell in Duchang city. Both sides paid heavy losses but refused to yield. Thus, one by one, torches were lit, blazing fiercely.

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Cang Jinlang’s eyes darkened, his expression grim. Stretching out his long leg, sensing something amiss, he kicked the door open with a loud bang.

Yuan Bi’s heart pounded like a drum. She had already been involved with Wang Mang. If anyone learned about her secret liaison with Wang Lin, she feared Wang Mang would surely kill her.

By the staircase on the second floor, Chu Qing had awakened at some unknown time. Pale-faced and frail, he spoke to everyone but his eyes remained fixed on Xiao Caifu, a flicker of complex emotions fleeting through them.

But if Liu Rui did not withdraw from the battlefield, she would inevitably face a confrontation with him one day. From Liu Rui’s brilliant defeat of Shemi’s fifty-thousand-strong army, it was clear he was a cunning hero. When his strength matures, he would be a formidable rival. Letting him return east now was perhaps a wise move.

Stealing Heaven and Changing the Sun was engrossed when someone patted him on the shoulder from behind. Somewhat dazed and reflexively turning around, he saw a face beaming with a wide smile.

The next day, Situ Xiao went out early as usual. Meng Zhu, worried about Ji Qing, hid inside to prepare some daily necessities. Most importantly, she had to ask him: was what Situ Xiao said true? Had he really done such a thing?

Lei Ming hurried to explain, but Xia Haitong felt the more he explained, the more it confirmed her suspicions.