Chapter 156: Pursuit (Happy New Year!)

Kate, though small in stature, suddenly erupted with immense energy in this moment.
Only her voice echoed throughout the entire conference room.
"Listen, no matter what it is, it's still here..."
An inexplicable panic permeated the entire meeting room...
Edward, the head of the Norway station, could no longer endure...
Two of them recognized him; one comforted Cao Jinhua while the other waved for the constables to withdraw, immediately proceeding to file the paperwork for Shen Shi.
Hearing these words, Li Gaoji felt it made some sense, so the displeasure on his face lessened slightly, and the frozen atmosphere in the grand hall relaxed a bit.
It was true that the elderly Mu family had contributed significantly to breaking the Heaven-defying Array, but once Mu Guiying married into the Yang family, this credit was naturally recorded under the Yangs. As for the Mu family, bestowing a few honorary military titles was gesture enough.
The Yin-Yang Fruit was no ordinary heaven-defying elixir; even among heaven-defying elixirs, it existed as a transcendent entity.
As the fire grew increasingly intense, fine, snake-like electrical currents began to coil around his body, and the vein-like metallic indentations on his skin became clearer and clearer. Flowing golden light spread along these "veins" to all parts of his body, and after circulating to full capacity, it poured entirely into the golden rhombic crystal located at the center of his chest.
"Oh? What he said turned out to be true. What a pity! It seems I won't get to eat this dark little heart," Black Mountain thought, feeling a sense of regret.
With the date of encountering the surviving villager NPC fast approaching, Xuan Yi was still lingering in Xincheng. If things were allowed to progress this way, he would miss the opportunity to meet that villager.
Everyone had racked their brains, almost forgetting that only you had consistently expressed dissatisfaction with spending money on MDs.
"Is the boss not going to escort me up?" Ping Xiangtong said, perhaps due to the considerable amount of alcohol she had consumed, her cheeks flushed and her eyes swimming with amorous light as she looked at Li Fangcheng.
The High Priest snapped his head up from shock and terror, but it was already too late for anything. A gelatinous shadow pierced through his chest, and Charlie's wrist was buried deep inside his body. Blood gushed from the gaps of the wound—not crimson liquid, but rapidly evaporating pitch-black acid, resembling a black snake leaping into the air.
Xie Bangui dared not move, yet a sound of bubbling water rose beside him. "Has the water been boiled?" Xie Bangui shuddered violently, instinctively wanting to struggle. But suddenly feeling that the surrounding water temperature showed not the slightest sign of rising, he abruptly froze his outstretched limbs right where they were.
Then the world spun around once more, bringing him to a place with a strong sense of age. The surrounding world remained black and white, yet tinged with a deep yellowish hue, resembling an aged, faded monochrome photograph.
Qian Mo shifted slightly, his pale face distorted with pain, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if every breath was a tremendous torture... Yet his eyes, fixed solely upon Ouyang Yingqi, remained incomparably clear.
Perhaps being separated by distance was the best approach, good for everyone. Without changing or destroying anything, carrying faith within, it was enough to silently like her from afar. It would suffice if, on the day she needed him, he could simply appear by her side.
"This... Eldest Brother, what do you think should be done?" Hesitating for a moment, Kebineng's smile instantly faded quite a bit as he looked softly at Dong Zhuo. In truth, by this point in time, Kebineng already regretted having rashly made an agreement with Dong Zhuo earlier to exchange the Qiang and Hu territories for the Xianbei grasslands.
"Madam, the child is fine, and the young mistress is doing very well too. Please don't worry," Mother Li said with a smile, handing the newly born, reddish-black baby into Lady Lin's arms with a beaming expression.
This was because when others practiced the eighth level of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, they collided their true qi three times within the heavenly spiritual meridian, whereas Yusheng collided it over thirty times. Although the amount of true qi Yusheng used in each collision was small, his heavenly spiritual yang meridian ended up being much larger than anyone else's upon completion.