Chapter 142 Achieving One's Wish

The night was already deep. Outside, a light drizzle was pattering softly. After returning home, Bella exchanged a few words with Charlie, washed up, and immediately threw herself onto her bed to call her mother, Renée.
"Mom, how is the baseball tournament going?" Bella lay propped up against the headboard, her lower back supported by soft pillows.

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After pondering for a long time, Hua Tian ultimately decided to take matters into his own hands. Since he lacked experience, he would simply learn from scratch. Anyway, he had no intention of becoming an artifact crafter; his only goal was to awaken the spirits of magic treasures, which he figured should be much simpler.

Looking at the peony before him after examining the photograph, Jiutian instantly perceived the gap between them. Born of the same parents, yet one of them had grown awry.

Lying in bed, Kotonoha Katsura was feeling bewildered and puzzled by the changes happening within her body.

Gradually, one faction after another withdrew, until only seven remained. With a single glance, Liu Haochen could tell that these were families already on their last breath—families that had no hope of future survival unless they took a desperate gamble this time.

Young Master Mu Hong had long since discerned Hua Tian's true purpose, which was merely aimed at the Blood Refining Grand Technique, yet he still stubbornly held on and struggled to endure.

"Young Master Fu, the jade bell flower is actually called the Moon-Radiance Jade Bell Flower. Under the sun, it looks like this; it will blossom once the moon rises." Qingmu had already begun setting up the tent.

"No need for such formalities! That you could reach this stage today is indeed something I never anticipated back then. But I must say, you have done exceptionally well all along!" Ren Qingxue said slowly.

Zhaosiyue talked on to herself, entirely unaware that Chen Zihe was looking at her as if she were a stranger. As she opened the packaging, a rich aroma wafted over her face. Zhaosiyue took a casual bite, but upon catching sight of the dishes Chen Zihe had cooked, she suddenly felt her takeout wasn't appetizing anymore.

"Imperial Sister, look, your younger sister has accomplished a major feat for you..." Princess Yunji was too impatient to even offer formal greetings, completely ignoring the military generals inside the grand hall as she strode directly toward the beaded curtains.

This explosive piece of news caused all the students to stare wide-eyed at the teacher, thinking they were suffering from auditory hallucinations.

Turning back to look again, she finally confirmed that this was the entrance to South Alley Breeze, the restaurant strongly recommended by Qingdai.

Cheng Jiaxuan thought to herself that since matters had already reached such a pass, Xuansuang had come to pour oil on the fire, openly laughing aloud and striding away. This dealt a severe blow to the Shunzhi Emperor's dignity; she feared the Emperor might suspect afterward that the whole affair had been orchestrated by him solely to usurp the position of Crown Prince prematurely, leaving no room for reconciliation between father and son.

However, this matter was ultimately quite taxing to deliberate over. Should he choose wrongly, the time thus delayed would give that person ample opportunity to flee. Yet lingering indefinitely would lead to an impasse. After pondering for a moment, he finally decided to trust his initial judgment. Suppressing the anxiety surging in his heart, he put on a leisurely air and strolled into the tavern with measured strides.

Li Yijie sneered, "Uncivilized to me? I am determined to keep walking forward, and not just one step, but eight or ten steps, all the way to Jiang Liechen. Let's see what you can possibly do to me!" As he spoke, his feet did not stop moving.

At this very moment, in Xueji's heart, the Eagle King Bai Yingchu had become a truly existing pillar of reliance. As long as she could see him, all dark clouds seemed to disperse. Anticipating that she would soon see him and speak with him, Xueji could not conceal the joy in her heart. Before the horse even came to a complete stop, she vaulted down from the saddle.

Well, this deity thought Tang Seng was unwilling to accept this fellow Sha, and was just preparing to go over and persuade him, fearing the monk might show disrespect toward him. To his surprise, the monk agreed just like that. This made things much easier, saving him from having to waste any more breath on him.

Within the valley lay a huge blood pool, by the side of which tens of thousands of cultivators and ordinary people were being brutally slaughtered by a dozen soul-folk, who then cast their bodies into the blood pool, making it appear all the more eerie and demonic.