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Ding!
Spending 0.01 of unused attribute points, Chen Anquan watched the numbers on his attribute panel flicker. The Dragon-Subduing Palm technique successfully upgraded: [Dragon-Subduing Palm LV2 (5/2000)]
At the same time, the spirit attribute on the panel rose from 15 to 19 points.
After being on the brink of death and consuming the blood-red demon flower, his cultivation speed had accelerated considerably!
Unconsciously, Chen Anquan’s cultivation talent improved steadily through continuous training and consuming various supplements.
Old Jun also retained some memories from the ancestor; amidst his shock, he remained calm and analytical.
Only Xipus Haide looked grave, doubting the possibility of Observation Haki—there was no way this was anything but an eight or nine-year-old child.
The vast mining site was operating nonstop. One mining vehicle after another transported gemstone ore into the smelting furnaces. In the heavy factory, Grizzly tanks and multi-functional infantry vehicles rolled off the assembly lines continuously, crowding the open space outside the base.
But Gu Sheng was not ready to have children, and with her current abilities, she could not separate a child from the dimensional plane.
“This might be somewhat inappropriate. My wish is to attain immortality, not to become a Confucius-like figure. Better to forget it,” Lin Fan quickly declined.
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At this moment, Chen Bufan finally unleashed the invincible Heavenly Demon Body Guard, a dense demonic light enveloping him completely. No matter how the magical treasures attacked, the demonic light remained impenetrable.
“I’m paying him quite well,” Mo Lianchen said dismissively when Xia Yanxi sympathized with Assistant Wu.
“Hey, aren’t you guys a little too noisy? Look, you’ve already dampened the client’s enthusiasm; they just paid and left,” Bai Qi remarked.
Gu Sheng felt she couldn’t eat more and firmly refused Feng Zan’s offerings; eating any more would choke her.
Xia Yu thought it would be amazing to draw a system; Xuan Niao’s words made sense—if he could get a system, he probably wouldn’t bother playing games anymore but would follow the system’s instructions straight to the pinnacle of life, which would be incredibly thrilling.
The situation grew increasingly intricate. Under Ye Luo’s guidance, it felt as if after climbing a mountain and crossing a river with no apparent path, a bright scene suddenly emerged beyond the willows.
Yuheng’s heart trembled uncontrollably, as if struck by a thunderbolt that left his mind utterly blank.
In the recent dream, the two spirits fought, shifting positions multiple times. Yet upon seeing Yuheng quietly resting against the headboard, all the fluttering passions were immediately cast aside by Ji Liu.
“Emperor Ziwei, you’re too polite.” Judging by the tone, it seemed he wanted her to surrender herself willingly. Hualian did not refuse; instead, she smiled and agreed.
However, some detractors openly admitted they initially found Tang Ning’s emotional intelligence too high, her intellect intimidating, and her manner overly smooth, which made them uneasy.
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After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Xuemei finally returned, though her brow was slightly furrowed.
Lin Yi tried using his magic power to accelerate the process and saw a swirl of black mist spin and transform into three dark, glossy vortexes of energy appearing before him.
Whether cruel or heartless, this was reality. On the battlefield, there was no room for sentiment; sometimes even humanity must be set aside.
No matter how much she struggled, if her actions deviated even slightly from the storyline, the event would inevitably replay until it corrected itself to the prior outcome.
Meanwhile, another Muselim infantry unit had already appeared in front of the Agri phalanx.
In Douluo Continent, due to the influence of the Spirit Hall and Tang San, only a few nations remained—more precisely, two nations turned into three.
Now, Shrek Academy was entirely no match for the Spirit Hall. If they angered the Spirit Hall or failed to hand over the treasured relic, war would surely break out again.
“Master, should I arrange a vehicle? The transportation tools of this era are quite convenient…” Wang An continued speaking in a hoarse, low voice.