Chapter 838: The Gift of Life

Eighteen Wheels and Li Banfeng were worried about the same thing: "Old Seven, originally I liked travel cultivation too much and disliked industrial cultivation. So, using some unconventional methods, I split my body and soul in half.

Later, for various reasons, one half of my original self (comprising a half-body and a half-soul) was trapped in the Great Melting Pot, while the other half of my soul was trapped in Dream Tower, and the other half of my body remained in the outer states.

But splitting a person isn't that simple; first, the person must genuinely want to split themselves.

Not to mention, Wang Xiuzhen was the real deal, having graduated from a top domestic police academy and studied abroad. Driven by a constant inner determination, it didn't take long for her to stand out. She is now a special agent, one of the so-called true elites.

Unfortunately, given her speed, she couldn't run very fast even if she weren't injured. What's more, the opponent was on horseback and had already closed the distance again in a few breaths.

So, voices like "Let him stay," "There are good nobles too," and "Wait until the boy wakes up and ask him clearly," gradually gained the upper hand. The tiger said nothing but didn't move aside, and Milton also remained silent, immediately plunging the situation into a stalemate.

This might seem like just four classes, but only those who have truly struggled in society for a few years understand how difficult it is to climb from one class to the next.

After a day, although the blisters on his feet hadn't completely disappeared, they no longer significantly affected his walking. Only then did Liu Tianyu set off again.

The third shell landed near them again, with the impact point five meters closer. The drug traffickers' escort team had already fired three consecutive shots at Yan Poyue's position. Clearly, the enemy had identified this as the fatal weakness of Class Three, aiming to use continuous strikes to force Class Three to rein in their offensive and give them a chance to breathe.

The sappers of the Road and Bridge Company had finished deploying the explosives and successfully detonated them. The armored vehicle that had been dispatched then began to move back and forth nearby. Although it wasn't a main battle tank, its tracks still caused the ground to tremble slightly as it rolled.

Returning to the sect and entering his master's quiet room, Hu Zhengying remembered the new and old grudges between himself and Xia Liu from his past and present lives. He couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Even if he hadn't presumptuously guessed the image of Mu Hao mentioned by Xu Jinhuan, the age of the boy before him still made him somewhat bewildered by how young he was.

"No, I can't wait any longer," the black-robed man said furiously, slamming his palm on the table. "Go search again! If you don't find them within an hour, bring me your heads." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly started coughing violently, coughing so hard that it sounded heartbreaking, making one worry he might cough up his lungs.

How vast was the territory occupied by the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and how numerous were the people under its governance? Even if they couldn't fully utilize everyone's talents, only about a dozen people within the sect were able to comprehend laws at the Golden Core realm.

He couldn't accept that Zhang Ling, as a human, was in no way weaker than him in physical strength. If Zhang Ling's physical strength was greater than that of ordinary demon race members, perhaps he could accept it. But Zhang Ling's body was even stronger than his own, who belonged to a branch of the Xuanwu race, making it utterly impossible for him to accept this absurd fact.

"Are you alright?" asked Leng Sandao, who had been aided by Cheng Yu and thus evaded the natal magic weapon's attack, quickly stepping forward upon seeing this.

"You're very confident. Why don't you tell me about your background? I'm quite curious about you," said Fang Jun.

A soul contract, if not signed with the genuine consent of the signer's soul, will not take effect, even if forcibly signed.

An Bang was a bit grumbling. Although Big Circle hadn't made much of an appearance these past few days, all their people were still waiting outside. According to Wei Danqing's estimation, the mainland would certainly not give up Xu Anjie easily and would undoubtedly find ways to maneuver for him in Hong Kong until the very end.

He walked to the edge of the main pool and looked inside; the main sword embryo of the Red Flower Sword would be fully formed in two more days. If he couldn't find a way for other Taoist concepts to combine with the fire array to create a qualitative change within these two days, he would have to explore it later when he had time.

"Your anger towards him is unhelpful," the black-clad Guanyin said, stepping forward and whispering to Bai Yujing. "Now is not the time to assign blame; we should think about what we should do next."

After Yongxiao and Lao Qiao got into the car and left, Chen Shuaiyong, who had been kicked to the ground, slowly struggled to his feet. He Hang wanted to step forward and help him up, but his hand was shaken off by the other party.

Upon learning that the Ghost Shadow Sect had been annihilated, the Danxia Sect was instantly shocked. Cheng Susu's father made a decisive move, leading all disciples and assets to abandon their mountain gate overnight and seek refuge in Storm City. This was also to form an alliance with Storm City, to avoid repeating the Ghost Shadow Sect's fate of being defeated piecemeal.

Regardless, after receiving such affirmation, Ran Qing felt a slight easing in her heart. She then thought that she should listen to her master and not get bogged down in trivial matters. Otherwise, if she continued like this, she might become foolish, even if not naturally so.

Annoyed, I returned to my seat and had no desire to continue eating. I idly drank my beer, pondering how I had brought out Lu Xue, this "big killer," yet Nianhua still left. I felt a bit self-reproachful, wondering if I had been too hasty just now. If I had been a little more gentle, things might not have turned out so badly.

Now, what to do? Persuasion was clearly useless, so what should be done?

"Heh heh!" Hearing Lin Tian's words, Yan Liang simply chuckled, saying nothing more, and then turned to leave.

"Hey, I have no relationship with Tang Si. What about you, are you his mother?" asked Reporter Xue.

He vaguely remembered the old master's will, which he had instructed him before the incident. This was something he would never forget, because if it hadn't been for the old master, he would have died long ago at the hands of bandits. Therefore, no matter how the world changed, he always stayed by the side of the Irreversible Sovereign.