Chapter 122: Emperor Jun’s Heavenly Marriage, the Human Sovereign Enters the Dao

"Does the Human Sovereign wish to attain the Dao?"

Upon hearing that the Suiren Clan sought to advance further, both Di Cang and Duobao felt a stir in their hearts. If one could provide the method for attaining the Dao, they would earn the grace of being a mentor; to teach the Human Sovereign was, naturally, an act of immeasurable merit.

Therefore, Di Cang did not hesitate in the slightest. He was the first to speak, informing the Suiren Clan of the "Eighty-One Transformations Dao-Attainment Method" originating from the Wu Clan.

The Suiren Clan listened, shaking his head repeatedly, and said, "While this method of attaining the Dao provides a solid foundation, it is..."

Watching He Yi Xue with tears in her eyes and a tone that was almost pleading, for some reason, Nu Tao suddenly felt a stinging sensation in his nose. Tears of an indescribable emotion welled up and spilled over.

Compared to the packed scene this morning, few spectators remained to watch.

Good heavens, everyone silently felt a shock; was this a plan to lead Zhao Guoliang directly onto the heavenly path?

"No need. I quite like my life as it is now," Wunian refused, crisp and clear.

Because Liu Jinghong was a soul from another world and had arrived on the Nine Provinces Continent due to an error of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao could not intervene directly. It could only forge a physical body and wait for Xu Yi to return to his rightful place.

While Xu Yi was lost in thought, Xiong Zhuangzhuang pulled Yin Li aside, sternly warning her never to make such a dangerous move again.

However, although he possessed the complete cultivation methods for the Martial Emperor and Martial Sovereign, he could not manage to disseminate them to his clansmen.

She knew very well that having met a high-quality man like Zhao Guoliang, it would be difficult to look at anyone else, yet her own circumstances remained as they were.

Seeing Lin Chen walk in, Duoduo happily took off her headphones and threw herself into his arms.

In fact, this batch of furniture had already been delivered to Xu Huizhen, who liked it very much.

The Empress was extremely unwilling to believe this explanation, but with Shan Jingyan’s condition right before her eyes, she was in no state of mind to think it through rationally.

Beyond a pistol, Mason carried two grenades, a sheathed dagger, and over a hundred rounds of ammunition. There was no way to associate these items with a champion of the All-American Auto Rally.

Actually, when one thought about it, working at Dinghan wasn't so bad. At the very least, one could see Mr. Lan’s visually delightful face every day. The mood was quite pleasant.

"Lin Xianghai is quite suitable. He has both personal grievances and national hatred. He is willing to exhaust his family fortune to expel the Spanish colonists—a perfect image of a leader." Austin did not bring any personal bias; Lin Xianghai was indeed the most suitable candidate.

"Hi, partners, hello everyone." Just then, a tall man with handsome golden hair appeared. His high, arched brows, deep blue eyes, high-bridged nose, and robust pectoral muscles immediately caught Zhuo Lin’s attention.

Ye Chenmeng brought a basin of clear water to wipe his forehead. She placed a wet towel on his brow, and only after changing the water countless times did the man’s tightly furrowed brows finally relax a little.

The "Gate of Eternal Life" vibrated instinctively, as if it were impatient with Wang Ming, having sensed the offense in his abusive language.

Just as Ai Mu was distracted and Si Junhao was chatting with Old Master Lu, Si Chenghong found them.

This was the method he used to train his reflexes while in Wuhan. Last year, at the peak of his physical condition... he could throw five ping-pong balls and, in a flash of lightning... catch all five with one hand, without dropping a single one.

"Is that so? If that’s the case, shouldn't you lend the items to me?" I still had my heart set on those two sets of Saint Dragon Glory gear.

How could the Tang army miss such a golden opportunity to beat a drowning dog? At Cheng Yaojin’s command, the crossbowmen fired arrows at the Gaochang army as if they were free. The Gaochang soldiers had been charging from close range, putting them right within the Tang army’s reach, and just as they turned to retreat, they became living targets for the Tang arrows. They had no way to escape and wailed in agony.

Because of Qin Tian’s appearance, the panicking evolvers on Earth felt a sense of relief.

Ito Kaiji did not reveal his hand. He covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking incessantly; it looked as if he were weeping.

As Du Qingsi spoke, a thousand charms flickered across her pretty face, causing Zhao Zilong’s blood to surge.

The visit was so perfunctory that they didn't even drink a sip of tea, leaving Qian Xiancheng and the Wei woman with very ugly expressions.

That scene was shocking to behold. After all, Qin Tian’s dominance was plain for all to see, yet he had been wounded by that single strike?

For instance, regarding this exchange for spirit herbs with Gao Ba, Zhou He arrived almost at the exact same moment, demanding the very same herb.

"I only took a little bit of treasure from their hands, so why do they have to be so relentless, chasing me and pestering me all the way..." she muttered to herself as she walked.

Furthermore, as Qin Tian’s flesh underwent its baptism and grew increasingly strong, he could perceive that the pervasive thunder-sword marks had even permeated his soul.

"That... it looks like a cat but isn't a cat..." The scene was awkward to the point of explosion, and Pu Pu Ge Pu tried to smooth things over.

In childhood, one does not understand love, but when one grows up, feelings become uncontrollable... Princess Ziyun liked the second brother, but her father and the Marquis of Xiang had already broken ties. He didn't even have a chance to speak; he dared not hope, and could only bury everything deep in his heart. No one cared about his preferences, no one guessed, and no one knew.

Truly, one should speak to someone who considers you more important than themselves, to someone who can solve your troubles; otherwise, it is useless.

The culprit refused to admit to all this, telling himself that those seven people—including the boyfriend of the sister who was out visiting friends and not at the inn—were all murderers who caused his sister’s death, so he decided to kill them all.