Volume 1, Chapter 69: The Medicinal Ingredients Are Complete

Seeing this, the ghost chieftain let out a furious roar and led the specters in a renewed encirclement.

Standing behind Liu Yan, Goshalanbei and Lianche could naturally foresee the outcome just as well, plunging their hearts into utter despair. After all, Liu Yan alone was more than enough to wipe out all of them, let alone the fact that he had not come unaccompanied and had assistants, leaving no room for panic or disorder.

Hearing Zhao Yuntian's words, Tianxin's heart sank slightly. Yet, an instant later, he cast the thought aside.

Following his detailed explanation, everyone became filled with anticipation for the yet-to-be-formed band, while privately pondering and selecting a suitable role for themselves.

Is that so? He suffers too? How could he possibly be suffering as profoundly as I am at this moment? A bitter smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Naturally, supreme treasures of this kind are virtually untraceable across the various realms, generally born only within chaos and hidden in unreachable domains. Only beings of formidable might stand a chance of obtaining them; even powerhouses in the Creation Realm rarely use Crystals of Creation for their cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, centered around Bai Yi, the formidable figures lunged forward only to shatter into flying dust. Wherever the destructive shockwaves swept, everything was reduced to absolute nothingness.

A sharp slap landed across her face, accompanied by a cold, harsh voice: "Damn it, you stinking bitch, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Since you call me a ruffian, I'll let you taste what a ruffian is truly like!" Immediately afterward, a piece of cloth of unknown origin was forcefully shoved into her mouth.

As he brushed past Lu Mingxuan, she caught the scent of soap, faint yet exceptionally fresh and pleasant. Recalling his smile from just moments ago—laden with a trace of shyness, yet overwhelmingly warm and pure, like the winter sun—it made one feel warm from body to soul.

"Why?" In unison, Shen Lie and Nalan Luo lowered their gazes to look at Tang Bao'er.

Yet the transformation before them was that Jun Wu's body inflated like a balloon, swelling into that of a massive heavyweight of at least two hundred pounds. Meanwhile, his arms and legs grew scarcely longer than a turtle's limbs, devoid of fingers and toes, ending instead in flat, sucker-like pads.

Liu Fang gazed at Number Eight before him, whose body was plunging down like a meteor, with a fist targeted straight at his head. A helpless smirk tugged at the corner of Liu Fang's mouth.

Catching sight of the giant sword, Buzui gathered spiritual energy at his heels, and with a single effortless stride, arrived directly in front of it.

Furthermore, Bai Si had stated on more than one occasion that he and Lu Liangcheng were not cut from the same cloth, and that he simply could not compare to Lu Liangcheng.

The faction from White Tower had dispatched a total of six or seven Purple Mansion realm experts, while the Purple Mansion masters trailing behind Chen Aotian numbered around a dozen.

In reality, however, he was currently experiencing a wave of sheer, unadulterated bliss. The moment the cup of Life Cocktail touched his lips, it delivered an intense jolt of stimulation, akin to a ball of fire coursing down his esophagus into his stomach, instantly warming his previously ice-cold body.

As he spoke, Haotian gathered ten thousand miles of imperial qi, transforming it into countless starlight arrows that rained down upon Yang Jian.

Today, they had come to trample upon the Bai family's dignity, wielding supreme talent to forcefully break off the engagement, yet they still had the audacity to claim that the Leng family was sparing the Bai family's face.

"Unless..." Scamander muttered, visibly exasperated. He glanced around the surroundings, his eyes locking onto a corner of the corridor. With a flick of his hand and a subtle gesture, a wisp of black-fog-like substance drifted over, converging and spinning irregularly within the palm of his hand.

After a night of frenzied pill refining, Bai Zifan produced thousands of Tier 3 medicinal pills. Designed to enhance cultivation, their purpose was to provide Chu Heng and the others with ample resources. Of course, Bai Zifan would not distribute an excessive amount of cultivation pills to the City Lord Manor's commanders.