Volume One, Chapter 22: The Ancient Divine Artifact

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Su Haoming’s head buzzed. The system is a fragment of an ancient divine artifact?

"Don't believe me?" Liu Ruoxi flipped her wrist, and a warm, smooth jade slip appeared in her palm. "This is the record of the Haotian Mirror from our Qingxuan Sect's secret vault. See for yourself."

The jade slip felt slightly cool to the touch, and a stream of information instantly surged into Su Haoming's mind.

A blurred scene unfolded, where one could vaguely see an ancient octagonal mirror suspended in the air, surrounded by nine profound and abstruse symbols. The shape of one of these symbols...

Su Haoming felt a violent jolt in his heart!

He had seen that symbol before! It was identical to the one that occasionally flashed across the interface whenever he used the system to refine pills...

Moreover, the person who had just spoken only uttered a few words, yet they were all left confused, completely unable to grasp the meaning.

Taking the hydraulic cutters from Wang Junfeng's hands and starting the water mist sprayer, Kang Ming began to cut through the car door.

At this point, let alone Liu Yetang, even if Zu Ti were here, there would be no way to turn the tide. Fortunately, Liu Yetang was experienced and skilled in commanding troops; he managed to gather over a hundred fierce soldiers around him, fighting while retreating to delay the enemy's advance as much as he could.

Yukari Yakumo narrowed her eyes. Everyone knew she had narrowed her eyes at this moment because the image they saw became thinner, clearly the result of a squinting action.

However, the five-colored firebird was truly magnificent. Its massive body and beautiful feathers made everyone present feel deeply envious; it was simply too beautiful.

It truly lived up to the saying: never argue with a complete idiot, because they will drag you down to their level and then defeat you with their years of experience in being an idiot.

After capturing the various cities, he ordered Lu He to lead the "Wulin Left Battalion" to Liangshan to establish a garrison, commanded Gao Le to lead the "Wulin Center Battalion" into Xiayang, and had Lu Yan lead the "Pengshan Center Battalion" into Heyang. Tao Kan was tasked with consolidating the defense of Dali, while Wang Ze and Xie Feng led the two "Scorched Earth" battalions to conquer the western counties and Beidi Commandery.

The frog-faced doctor’s face was like stone as he carefully scrutinized Lin Dong, attempting to detect something different or amiss about him, but Lin Dong’s expression remained unchanged.

Zhuang Zhou, Fotudeng, and the other sub-sages all needed to remain here; with their current strength, they were unable to venture into the deeper reaches of the universe.

"Don't be so coy, just say what's on your mind! Are you trying to ask why our Junior Sister didn't come?" Ye Han shook Du Feng, nearly knocking him over.

He had been on the battlefield since he was twelve, killing people as easily as playing a game; he was the kind of person who could finish someone off with his eyes closed.

The system chimes echoed one after another in the ethereal void. This was incredible—having completed a formidable task, it had triggered such an intense reaction.

Of course, once the anger passed, the self-pity vanished; he began to believe that Xin Kun had not done it willingly. If she had, she would never have left behind only those few words.

The sky was clear and the weather was fine. Chen Langya hailed a taxi and headed for the Goethe Hotel.

"Pineapple Bun fell down," Tang Youyou exclaimed, clearly puzzled as to why Pineapple Bun had fallen.

Now, Tian Sheng’s body was no longer filled with thick black mist, nor were there any streaks of blue lightning. Even the innate baleful energy that had once resembled tangled branches, crowding his limbs and every part of his body, had vanished.

"It's just for intimidation. Do you think this stuff is easy to get? Without channels or money, getting a fake is already good enough. Tonight, we’re going to pull off a heist worthy of a master thief," Chen Langya said.

Among everyone, only Red Boy wore a look of pure enjoyment. He took a few deep, long breaths and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"Not necessarily. Actually, there are traditional swords that look like this." The speaker was Master Xin, an expert who had been working on accessories for the past few days and had taken the time to check some records.

With a loud crack of gunfire, General Stryker’s body was drained of all strength. He knelt on the ground in a daze, his terrified eyes looking up at the sky.

All that remained was a normal man rolling his eyes in lethargy, secretly regretting his own big mouth, and the reluctance of having to give up quality time with Yoda at home.

San Lang jumped up suddenly. He felt that Bai Ruozhu was implying he was inferior to Da Lang and Er Lang, useless to the point where she didn't even bother to disparage him.

This child possessed an overwhelming sense of protection. He even attempted to push past the police, the lawyers, and his adult mother to place himself in the path of the raging storm, trying to use his immature body to provide a moment of peace for his mother.

Therefore, ten boxes were definitely not enough. In the end, she simply ordered thirty boxes of pastries. Fortunately, she hired a carriage for the return trip, otherwise, she and her second brother would never have been able to carry them.

Weekend agreed to both conditions, but for Chekhov, the second condition was somewhat harsh.

Qiu Qianchi, having had her acupuncture points sealed by Chen Mo, could only submit. Having practiced makeup and the creation of human-skin masks for fun, Chen Mo’s disguise skills had long reached a high level. He pulled a human-skin mask from his robe and placed it on Qiu Qianchi, then topped it off with a wig.

Casualties among the infantry increased. Apart from the corner held by Old Cat, which remained as solid as a rock, the other sections began to crumble, and the entire crescent formation fell into chaos.

"I've got you!" Qing Di suddenly swung its serpentine body. While dodging a sneak attack from the burrowing worm, it lashed its tail through the air like a whip, striking the ground. Dust sprayed everywhere, and the burrowing worm, caught while trying to shed its sandy body, was shattered by the tail and died in pieces.

"Brother Long, are you saying that I need to play a major role in this operation?" Zhou Hang’s face lit up with excitement upon hearing this.

"You two are old friends, so let's skip the formalities. May I ask what the purpose of Mr. Zhan's visit is?" Deni asked directly.

The spirit and energy of a mortal, once raised to its peak, will eventually fall—like the fading of a grand spectacle, for blossoms do not bloom forever. However, a cultivator can temper and compress their spirit and energy at the moment they reach their peak, solidifying and transforming them so that they do not fall back to the starting point.

"Hello, my name is Longwan Hongyu." Longwan Hongyu extended her hand, her bright eyes looking at the young man before her with a complex expression.

"I regret it! I should have completely destroyed this magical Orient and ensured they were the last ancient civilization to vanish," the general said angrily.

Their departure was scheduled for two days later. In the meantime, Zhantian refined another batch of Beauty Pills for Zhang Jingchu, with 200-year-old Tianshan snow lotus as the main ingredient. It yielded eighteen pills, each as clear as jade. These were already considered high-grade Tier 2 medicinal pills.

Zhang Tingting turned back to me and said, "Alright, don't worry, Wang Hao. I will do my best to persuade my cousin." Having just played volleyball on the playground, her face was flushed like a peach and she was covered in a light sweat, looking truly endearing.

Inside a large private room, the long-absent Mr. Feng the Elder sat beside the Old Man, accompanied by his wife. The two were old friends, and the others had sighed with deep emotion over Mr. Feng’s past illness.

Many people choose this time to engage in duels on the Island of the Heart’s Flower. There are even betting pools for the outcomes of these duels, and the stakes can be very high.