Chapter 94: The Mysterious Visitor
Yuchi Meiru said, "I hope Elder Li can give me a Marrow Cleansing Pill. I think my talent in spiritual arts isn't 0.8, but 0.4."
The Marrow Cleansing Pill could improve one's constitution and enhance the grade of their spiritual root. For ordinary cultivators, it was a treasure they could only dream of.
Yuchi Meiru was no stranger to the world, but such an expensive item as the Marrow Cleansing Pill, she was seeing for the first time, and her heart was pounding violently.
"You want to join the Qin family?" Elder Li asked quietly.
Even with noise-cancelling headphones on, Qin Shi could clearly hear the roar of the helicopter blades and the chilling wind rushing through the cabin door.
Seeing this, Li Tai no longer hurried to storm the city. With more Hu soldiers gathering, he ordered torches thrown over the wall. Immediately, greater chaos broke out inside, and the acrid smell of burning was unmistakable.
Yet, it seemed Fengguang had miscalculated. After she braced herself and finished a bowl of porridge, the man sitting beside the bed showed no intention of leaving.
"I..." She bit her lip in shame and anger, unable to find a retort, for it was indeed true.
The fans had followed, but were stopped by security outside. Moreover, ordinary people couldn't enter here, so once inside the hotel, things became noticeably quieter.
Just then, the phone on the desk rang. Ming Yuan strode over, picked up the receiver, and began to answer.
"Who cares about him? That snot-nosed brat—I don't like playing with him. I still prefer to play with Brother Nuo!" Jiang Yuhan said disdainfully.
Through the radio, Qin Shi gave STORM a reminder. After releasing the transmission button, he thought for a moment and pressed it again.
"I don't know what he is. Maybe he's not a demon spirit, but he's definitely not human—at least, not like us," Guan Jinghao said. "How do you know?" Li Xiu found it hard to believe Guan Jinghao's wild claims.
After two injections of the Flame Sun Needle, he could faintly feel that nearly half of his already meager spiritual power was gone.
One must allow some to indulge in food and pleasure, to be idle... If this Ming Dynasty must have some playboys, then why can't it be me?
Chu Ning looked again at the knife in her hand. She saw that "Sha" was vibrating too; it had sensed the Liyun Sword was enhancing Xu Hai's sword intent, but it was merely a magical artifact, its intelligence not as refined as the Liyun Sword.
His movements were sharp and efficient. Though there were no special visions or dragon roars, Chen Anquan seemed to see a faintly emerging dragon from the beggar uncle's body.
Wan Yu, truth be told, had never seen such a miraculous Spirit Pearl before. At least, the Water Spirit Pearl had been preserved.
He had intended to capture Yue Guan and use poison to control him, interrogating the source of the demonic aura from his mouth.
Sang Ling smiled faintly, raised her hand to smooth a stray lock of hair from her forehead, and restored her previous calm demeanor.
Speaking so mysteriously, Sang Ling turned her head defenselessly to look. In her gaze, she saw a tightly joined, overlapping body of scales hanging from the vine in front of her; beneath layers of foliage, a pair of green beastly eyes seemed to flash by.
For most descendants of nobility, the hardships they endured were negligible. It was only natural they couldn't compete.
Even if battered and scarred, one could calmly lick their wounds and bravely face the next challenge. All this stemmed from a single word—home.
Besides, the transaction with Mu Yun was her own decision. Sang Li never did a losing deal, and now, how could she let him interfere? With a slight force of her arm, she shook Sang Nan's fingers off her body.
But Shi Min smiled, for she had seen that trace of a smile on Shangguan Ao's lips. These hands were injured, yet at this moment she was in pain, enduring it, and Shangguan Ao simply stayed with her. Having someone by her side in such a time was enough. Shangguan Ao, thank you.