Chapter 107: The Twelve Spiritual Roots of the Witch Clan-The Human Among the Great Shamans(A remarkable figure of the present age)

“So, you mean…” Ancestor Witch Houtu mused, “that our Witch clan should devote all our efforts to cultivating Thunder God and Vermilion Sun, supporting them until they become the leaders of the Azure Alliance? Then how should we deal with the Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud of Merit?”

Emperor Cang replied, “It is not a matter of blindly supporting Thunder God and Vermilion Sun. Rather, we must do everything in our power to support the innate spirit-root lineage belonging to our Witch clan. In truth, Thunder God and Vermilion Sun are still somewhat lacking. If our clan possessed a Chaos Spirit Root that had developed intelligence, then we should do everything…”

He was no ordinary Quasi-Saint King, and Ye Chen was no ordinary Quasi-Saint either. Below the level of a Saint King, few people could stand against him.

The Elixir Chapter, as its name suggested, taught people how to refine medicinal pills. In ancient times, many who studied the Dao would practice alchemy. The most famous was probably Li Er, better known to later generations as the Supreme Lord Lao. Even such renowned emperors throughout history as the First Emperor of Qin and Emperor Wu of Han had been deeply obsessed with the art of elixirs, foolishly dreaming that they could attain immortality through them.

When they reached the entrance to the Hall of Eternal Life, Dark Suppressor hardly hesitated before pushing open its doors.

“Then do you agree to be my boyfriend?” Chen Yanxi finally asked the question she had wanted to ask most.

Old Ghost Hundred Herbs did not want Night Nether Yao to discover that he could not even descend this little cliff. He lifted his head with an air of studied indifference and ignored Night Nether Yao.

As Guan Jinlin spoke, he suddenly seized Silver’s arm and leaped upward, using the Golden Wild Goose Technique to dart onto the branch of a great tree overhead.

At that moment, Su Qinghan was rinsing his body with cold water. When he suddenly heard those words, his eyes grew deeper and darker.

This directly confirmed Chen Xiaoran’s suspicion that tomorrow night’s date would be a trap disguised as a feast.

Although she knew that Zhao Tiezhu was not poor by any means, Wu Xin had no clear idea of his assets, thanks to his flawless disguise.

In terms of scale, the current Black Flame Sect could be said to rival the Eight Great Sects of Skyfire City.

Seeing this, the other mages no longer dared to linger. With a thunderous roar, they scattered and fled in every direction like a swarm.

Whenever he thought of that pitiful child, Feng Lizhi’s eyes reddened. Before the child had been taken to the imperial mausoleum, he had secretly looked in on him once. The boy had been sickly and frail, without the slightest trace of vitality. It was obvious at a glance that he would never grow up. Even if he did, he would spend his entire life dependent on medicine, with no hope for the future.

It had to be said that the Palace Master of the Mysterious Firmament Palace admired the courage of the Ninth Imperial Uncle and Wang Jinling, while at the same time considering them fools. They had come alone to the Mysterious Firmament Palace—did they truly think they could still leave?

“We’ve been giving you advice for half a day, yet we still don’t know who your beloved is.” Hidden Guard One suddenly thought of the question, and only then did they realize that they had overlooked the main point.

Who knew which second-generation heir owned that yacht on the river? In any case, this was not something Li Zhijie could handle. He immediately called his direct superior, Qu Taiying, the head of the General Association’s Security Department, to report it.

“That is certainly possible.” Feng Qingchen thought of the letter Wang Jinling had deliberately written and understood his intention.

He realized that Liu Xin seemed to be using a form of movement technique as well. Every time Liu Xin moved, a muffled bang rang out from beneath his feet. “Could he be using soul power to create an instantaneous burst of force from the soles of his feet?” Lian Cheng wondered secretly.

It was as if someone had sent him a pillow just as he was falling asleep. The news could not have arrived at a more perfect moment.

The Lakers advanced slowly into the frontcourt. They were now one of the few teams in the league that insisted on playing a half-court game despite lacking a powerful interior presence. Rivers had no idea what they were relying on to dare play that way.

Her bitter weeping was merely the burial of the past, an outpouring of grief over the betrayal and treachery of the two men she had trusted most. Once she had vented her anguish, however, she quickly regained her composure and began considering more practical matters.

His handsome, icy features silenced and intimidated everyone. He rarely lost his temper or put on airs in the estate, but now that he was enraged, he was genuinely frightening. Quite a few people felt a chill run through their hearts.