Chapter 51: Autopsy

Bai Feng knew that Lin Yuanfan was right. Although their Bai family had expended tremendous resources and thus had the qualification to request the assistance of a pseudo-core formation cultivator, how could such a high-level figure be easily summoned? Moreover, the Han family had ties with the Seven Gates, and a wandering pseudo-core cultivator would certainly not risk offending the Seven Gates just for the sake of the Bai family; the risks far outweighed the benefits.

He remembered that along the path he had run earlier, this dinosaur fossil was the very first one shattered by the Allosaurus. Why was it completely undamaged at this moment?

"You are like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot—utterly overestimating your capabilities!" Guan Yu cursed angrily at the sight. To intimidate any potential future challengers, he led the Han army in a fierce assault against the tribe of Zuozhi Zhangba, subjugating them in a single day.

Though this brief interval lasted only a few minutes, it was more than enough for Chen Fusheng and his companions to strike down Jin Cangluo.

Suffering consecutive defeats against the Trailblazers and the Grizzlies marked the Spurs' first losing streak of the season. While this was partly related to Popovich resting certain players, it also clearly reflected that the Spurs had indeed been playing very poorly during this stretch.

After advancing the ball to the front court and moving back and forth around the arc a few times without finding any decent opportunities, Murray passed the ball to Jin Feng. Facing Booker's defense, Jin Feng utilized his speed to break past him, driving all the way toward the basket with the ball.

However, something I never could have expected happened: when the elevator reached the sixth floor, it unexpectedly came to a halt. The doors slid open, and a dozen people wearing the exact same security uniforms as mine suddenly surged inside, packing the elevator to the absolute brim.

If they were careless for even a moment and let Lin Yuanfan escape, all their meticulous schemes would vanish like water, and they would fail to obtain a single spiritual stone or treasure. He would absolutely never allow such a thing to happen.

Could a Platinum-tier player, whose last-hitting and combat details are flawless, be guided all the way to Grandmaster or Diamond I/II under the full supervision of a professional coach?

Accompanied by their thunderous roars, two entirely different streams of celestial energy began to violently clash, creating a visible vortex of energy that swept across the entire arena.

In the words of that towering figure who rose to become the provincial party chief thanks to his godfather's patronage—and remains grateful to him to this day—his godfather was even more formidable than the Monkey King. For while the Monkey King still had to transform and venture out to rescue his master, his godfather remained serene and poised even while imprisoned, tasting the news of the world at dawn and sipping wine by night, effortlessly orchestrating the rise and fall of the political winds.

Leaving the Emperor locked outside was one thing, but pointing a gun at him as well? He would surely find it impossible to escape this disaster alive.

Since Mingsheng was fighting here, Mingxin would undoubtedly be nearby. True to his expectations, not far away, Mingxin was surrounded by a multitude of people, appearing like the moon guarded by a multitude of stars.

Days and nights of incessant snowfall, plunging temperatures, and several failed military campaigns plunged the Heavenly Mystery army camp into an atmosphere of deep depression.

Chen Jun smiled faintly and said nothing more. He could tell that although a smile was plastered across Zifeng's face, it was tinged with a hint of complexity... Chen Jun knew that Zifeng was desperately eager to return to Tianhai City.

"Are you going to talk or not?" Qin Qiutqiu boldly strode into the courtyard. He detested nothing more than someone arousing his curiosity without giving a clear explanation; it felt like a thousand claws scratching at his heart, driving him nearly to tears of frustration.

For some reason, Jiang Donghui felt a sharp sting in his nose. With his limbs now intact, a body possessing the Indomitable Realm physique, and mastery of the subduing-demon fist techniques, he should no longer have had to worry about the imperial examinations. Yet when the master revealed this news, Jiang Donghui was so deeply moved that he was utterly lost for words.

He hadn't managed to discern anything about the feng shui, but the refreshing breeze on the rooftop felt a rare treat to Lin Jingshu. Quietly listening to the sound of the wind and watching that faintly twinkling star, she cast aside her awkwardness, feeling entirely lost in the moment.

Next came all kinds of precious spiritual herbs. Any single one taken out could be sold for a exorbitant price, to say nothing of the vast variety of spiritual herbs Mu Qiu had collected over the years and cultivated within the medicinal fields of his spatial dimension.

In fact, before coming here, Zhao Xingming had already visited Zhang Zhiwei and Zhou Shenji at Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain, and had also held brief communications with Li Changqing. Yet until the alliance was successfully established, a heavy stone remained suspended in his heart. Now, however, he felt a much greater sense of ease.

Footsteps echoed from the staircase. This time, a prison warden and two eunuchs descended, one of whom was holding a brocade box.

As evening approached, the setting sun dyed half the sky in crimson hues. Along the path leading to the Sanqing Temple, a fair number of pilgrims and tourists could be seen making their descent down the mountain.

The furnace was half-buried in the ground, its inner walls lined with fire-resistant bricks to form a dragon-spine contour. The furnace body rose about four to five meters above the ground and was divided into two sections: internal and external. Before smelting, the swordsmith would pile the materials inside and then stack fuel in the outer chamber to raise the temperature.

As a shut-in otaku with zero interest in fashion, Li慕迪 found it hard to imagine why anyone would willingly sit outdoors drinking coffee on a day when the temperature was barely above ten degrees Celsius, dressed in a manner that... simply looked freezing to behold.

Seeing this, Weigong felt a chill run through his heart. As expected, casting with low-tier elements still resulted in nothing more than a mundane iron item, and its pitiful attack power was simply too wretched to look at. Even after grinding and polishing later, it probably wouldn't increase by much.

When trapped within a feng shui formation, one must locate the opponent's position in order to break the formation—either by defeating the opponent to instantly shatter the feng shui arrangement, or by using one's own formation to counter it, dragging the adversary into one's own feng shui layout. Yet achieving either of these feats was exceptionally difficult.

The cross-river bridge spanning the Yangtze River was creaking and swaying violently, as if it might snap in half at any second.

Ghost Fire naturally took note of this development. As an experienced editor, he certainly wasn't as easily spooked by every rustling leaf in the wind as those internet commentators.

Afterward, the conversation gradually drifted off course. Speculation over whether Torres would leave the club at the end of the season—and particularly whether Griezmann would transfer to Barcelona—became the focal point of everyone's attention, proving that the matters causing the Atlético manager the greatest headaches were clearly not confined to the football pitch.

Upon reaching the Earth Immortal Realm, he would be able to deploy a greater number of secret arts and divine abilities, allowing him to contend with and even defeat Qi practitioners who had just stepped into the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

When the group arrived at the designated location for building the city and looked around, they all agreed that although this was an island, it would be much easier to settle than Ganzhou. Some villagers even bent down to clutch handfuls of soil, declaring that the land was of prime quality and would surely yield abundant crops—it was merely a matter of finding out which specific plants were best suited for it.

After giving them a brief tour of Shen Huai's office, Shen Huai introduced Mo Li to Chaos Bio's current operations and the achievements of its technological development.