Volume One, Chapter 22: Forming the Core Elixir!

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Meanwhile, outside the alchemy room where Chu Tianxing resided, a crowd of disciples from the alchemy academy had already gathered. Everyone was eager to catch a glimpse of Chu Tianxing, the once notorious "Greatest Failure" of the sacred land who had now suddenly risen to fame with a stunning breakthrough. However, nearly half an hour passed and Chu Tianxing had yet to appear; the door remained tightly shut.

Bang! Bang!

At that moment, the sharp clang of metal striking metal rang out from within the room, causing the crowd to hold their breath in astonishment.

“Another nine clangs? Could Chu Tianxing truly be a genius in alchemy?”

“Since arriving here, I’ve heard the alchemy clangs about ninety times in just over half an hour. If Chu Tianxing is indeed refining pills, then…”

The scene on the phone showed Liu Weiwei drunkenly asleep on a sofa in Lan Kwai Fong, with two pieces of paper in front of her—the very evidence she had just torn up. The view then shifted to a panoramic shot of the entire room.

“You… you’re bullying me, you don’t like me anymore,” Zhang Ting burst into tears under Guo Zhinan’s pressing questions.

Listening to the nameless speaker, Polang Chengfeng and others grew more convinced that giving the job transfer stone to the Assassin’s House was a wise decision.

As Lin Junyi’s gaze passed through the energy crystal to scan the soul entity, the soul suddenly seemed startled, abruptly awakening from its cultivation state. Yet it sensed no presence nearby.

“I guess he’d rather have us face challenges every day so we don’t have time to level up, giving him the chance to surpass us,” June Snow argued in the system channel, indifferent to offending the Ouyang family.

As twilight deepened and the streetlights along King’s Avenue beneath Emerald Mountain flickered on, several scholars from the Wang family academy followed Dean George Sang to the cathedral of Cardinal Shirek.

Li Jundong criticized the earlier proposal as rubbish, prompting Fang Wei to become agitated, insisting that a man’s word is like water once spilled.

“Then why did you provoke her?” Guo Zhinan glanced back at Tian Bayi, whose face was already drenched in cold sweat, puzzled.

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After dinner, Guo Zhinan picked up a bag containing four boxes of cold marinated beef and entered the kitchen. After exchanging pleasantries with Old Ma, he handed him 200 yuan, saying no change was needed. Old Ma, perhaps unaware of the full story, politely accepted the money with a smile.

At this point, the losers’ bracket still had four teams remaining. These four teams would be randomly paired off for head-to-head battles. The defeated team would be eliminated, while the victor would advance to the next day’s competition. Another victory would secure a spot in the top four.

Zhao Hui swung on the swing for a while before jumping down and taking Li Zhenguo’s arm as they walked forward.

During an ENT checkup, Zhao Hui saw Li Zhenguo again. Their class finished first, and Li Zhenguo smiled, asking, “No problems, right?” Zhao Hui returned his smile, “Everything’s normal.” They exchanged glances over their medical reports and moved on.

Strangely, the positioning device showed they were directly above the supermarket, but beneath the water, the space was empty—like a vacant lot, not even a shadow of the supermarket could be seen.

The cake was placed before Su Qingcheng and me, with a waiter standing by. On one side of the cake lay a transparent plastic knife adorned with a delicate pink ribbon tied into a lovely bow.

After breaking through to the late nurturing phase, my true energy tripled, and the Serenity Technique reached mastery, granting me the Serenity Body state.

So, I asked you to find Jin Yexuan; he would accept Qi Qi’s... And you, for Qi Qi’s sake, should atone for all you’ve done before, right? You will help Jin Yexuan, won’t you?

After some time, the school’s inspection concluded. Yang Bo, Zhao Hui, and Liu Hong were recognized as “Party Membership Activists.” Zhao Hui was overjoyed and felt even more motivated to strictly demand more from herself.

If she hadn’t taken a single bite from start to finish, it might have upset Tang Weiwei.

Leng Ruobing and Chen Chen were thrilled when Li Bai suddenly acquired so many spirit stones, as they could now buy many things.

It wasn’t that some evil cultivator had occupied this place, but something more serious: a cult had emerged here.

If Xu Xuan and his group sat in the front row today, and the veterans sat behind, Xu Xuan and the others would surely be heavily criticized.

At 30,000 feet above ground, on a plane flying from Country Y to Hu City in Huaxia, Duan Tianyu stared out the window. Since being taken from Hu City by his master at age five, this was his first return.

Finally, watching the young man approach, she inexplicably felt nervous! Why this feeling came over her, she could not say. He was still just a boy—so why was she so anxious?

“Xilo, old friend, sorry to bother you again!” Ram said after the call connected.

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They remained steadfast in their duty, guns trained on Chen Bin and Jin Rui.

As Wang Ting helped the elderly man inside, many stepped back. They had no choice; the old man’s smell was overwhelmingly foul and difficult to endure.

The man was slightly dizzy from the tongue twister. He rubbed his wounds and barely managed to stand.

Having known Lan Ling and Jiang Botao for less than a day, Mu Meng was reluctant to speak lightly of their resonance. Thus, his words were half-truth, half-false.

“Here we go. Make a wish first, then blow out the candles. Once the candles are out, we can eat the cake,” Liu Zhuanyi said to Xixi.

“At the provincial detention center, solitary confinement makes visitation difficult, but there might be a way,” He Yibiao said uncertainly.

Lu Zhan rolled up Chu Qiao’s pant leg and saw the wound had been roughly treated, which slightly eased his anger.

Zhuge Shuangquan felt a coolness beneath him—it was soft, but cooler still. As Liu Zhuanyi charged toward him, he performed a somersault and saw the terrifying face beneath.

The criminals held there were monstrous figures so vicious they had been erased from history. Ordinary people were unaware such a level even existed.

Tao Zhuo, seeing no movement inside the room, knew the man had gone to dream of Duke Zhou, and clenched his fist in quiet joy.

Taking advantage of the time while the snow melted, Chu Qiao scooped up snow and rubbed it on himself—both to get moving and raise his body temperature, and to clean his clothes.

“All right, all right! How could your master despise you? If you trained half as hard as Tian Yong, I’d have your master make you a weapon,” Yang Qingmeng, still getting used to Lei Yu’s skin, could only agree.

What Liu Zhuanyi saw was a landscape filled with swords and blades, with only a few peaks of martial arts far in the distance. Yet whether they were swords or blades was impossible to tell.