Chapter 135: Tempered into Steel

Fellow Student, Please Slay the Demons Sinking into the Pacific Ocean 1302 words 2026-04-13 02:31:58

Bang! Fang Xiao fell heavily to the ground, his back striking the hard rock with a dull thud.

His gaze dissolved, every bone in his body seemed shattered, and he could no longer feel the presence of muscles or skin. Not a trace of strength remained within him.

Sweat drenched his tattered clothes, and he couldn’t even move a finger.

At this moment, even a small grass demon could easily finish him off without any chance of survival.

“Well, let me think it over. I’ll notify you when the time comes,” Jiang Luoyan said, then sharply ended the call with a click.

The "Qinglin" who appeared in that scene was indeed strikingly similar to the real Qinglin. Even cultivators might find it difficult to tell them apart.

In truth, Fang Haoyu was quite easy to recognize, especially since he looked so clean and handsome.

An Le, standing nearby, looked at Adam speechlessly. How could he be so fearless? To dismiss a thousand fifth-level giant wolves so casually—An Le couldn’t tell if Adam was truly fearless or just putting on a brave front.

I thought to myself, seeing the cold expression Adam gave Fang Haoyu—could it be that he sensed something? I cleared my throat, hoping to shift the conversation to Lu Sha’s experience, to say something at least.

“Hahaha, your skills are too poor. Today, Monkey Lord will show mercy and spare your lives. Go back and cultivate for a thousand years or more, then come find me again!” Saying this, the monkey shook his shoulders and laughed loudly as he left.

“Uh, you took it off yourself?” Lin Yixue asked in disbelief. Was she really that wild when drunk?

Suddenly acquiring three blue crystal cores was akin to stumbling upon tens of thousands of dollars on the street. Could she not be pleased?

Lucien could never have guessed that his own impatience had caused Adam to develop a strong aversion to the War Shrine.

Then, a loud bang broke the tension outside. Ling Feng burst in recklessly. Seeing them embrace so intimately, he was dumbfounded. What exactly had he witnessed? They were hugging each other—was everything he had heard true?

Little did they know, the outside world was harsh and unforgiving. Because the Tianhu Snow and Tianhu Jade were young and beautiful, their stunning appearance drew the sinister schemes of many greedy cultivators.

In the midst of the explosion, the man’s body shattered into a puddle of blood and flesh, utterly annihilated in an instant.

Mo Sheng closed her eyes, soaking in the icy spring water. An ordinary person would freeze stiff within a second, but Mo Sheng’s face was pale as snow, her skin a ghostly white, unable to rise. The waterfall cascading over her body cooled her burning heat, the clash of ice and fire tormenting her.

Yin and Yang exist in mutual generation and restriction. Skeletons are beings of extreme Yin; in this land of intense Yang, the magma was somewhat restrained, allowing the skeleton to float safely above it.

He believed that, until now, he had successfully feigned the appearance of a true believer in the divine.

Han Dong had heard of the formidable Hongqi Group from Chu Manli’s brother, Chu Tianxiong, and knew of their conflict with the Xu Military Industry. But Han Dong never imagined a commercial struggle would escalate to this extent, to this scene.

Wang Qiang’s mouth was full of blood. He spat, and along with it, two teeth fell out. Immediately, like a child, he burst into a pitiful cry.

Unlike others, whose ferocious beasts were all bound by soul seals, these beasts dared not disobey their masters’ commands.

Suddenly, it stirred its bloodlust, refusing to flee. Turning back, it knocked me down, tearing and biting as if mad.

He was immersed in demonic arts and most sensitive to such demonic refining treasures. Though he did not know the origin of the innate purple flames above his head, he was certain those three purple flames were his nemeses and dared not recklessly intercept Tian Sheng.

Gong Yongrui felt a languid sensation throughout his body, his scalp tingling. The feeling was so pleasant he found it hard to let go.