Chapter 162: Metamorphosis
After Hu Mengdie swallowed the object, it felt like a tiny fireball wandering through her body, attempting to evaporate certain impurities within her. In just a fleeting moment, she began to notice a profound difference. Her mental state improved dramatically, her mind grew remarkably sharp and clear, and even her eyesight became visibly enhanced.
The most crucial thing was that, lacking a mirror, she had no way of seeing the specific changes that had taken place on her face.
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Xumo nodded continuously as he listened to Firiel's account, but his gaze inadvertently drifted toward the location marked as the Light of Saint Zachariah, a stare that Firiel caught right in the act.
Seeing this, the Taoist robed scholar waved his hand, dismissed the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire Formation, descended from the sky, and arrived beside Xiao Qitian and the others.
The next day, while Qinghuan was still asleep, the old matriarch herself came into her room. Qinghuan murmured a soft "Grandmother," and sleepily sat up.
Because of their existence, the order of the entire world was thrown into complete chaos. The grievances of the various innocent cannon fodder characters who had died unjustly soared to the heavens, and naturally, the world began to grow unstable.
Although he walked at a leisurely pace, no one dared to block his path. Given his formidable martial arts and the All-World Sword in his hand, standing in his way here would likely mean certain death.
In the origin world, Qingkong was the leader of the idol group TNL. Their debut single became an overnight sensation across the country, immediately followed by an endless stream of public appearances, recording sessions, and concert tours. He had not a shred of private life, let alone the time or mental bandwidth to indulge in a romance.
The Taoyuan team used ten seconds for their second possession, finally scoring through an outside jump shot by Zhang Fei right in the face of the defender, and the game began to devolve into a grueling tug-of-war.
Fortunately, Liao Yongzhi led his remaining soldiers in a desperate, last-ditch resistance, successfully covering Geng Tianle's retreat back into a fortress with exceptionally formidable defenses. However, Zuo Xinming soon led his forces to surround the stronghold completely. Liao Yongzhi and his men were unfortunately captured, becoming bargaining chips in Zuo Xinming's hands.
Hearing this, Xumo felt slightly relieved, and after a brief casual chat, the group dispersed. Since Tina was temporarily unable to procure a pass for Firiel, any hope of exploring other areas of the royal city today was dashed. Xumo rested by lying on a garden bench for a while, then returned to his room to rest as evening began to fall.
"What! The imperial court is going to make a move as well?" Lin Yaokun glanced at Shang Lin beside him, only to find her wearing an equally bewildered expression.
"Here is what happened..." Gao Fei recounted the sequence of events in concise language.
Ye Qing grabbed one of the Seven Sins, the one with formidable strength, shoved it into a jar, and sealed it with a lid, placing a single straw across the rim between the lid and the mouth of the jar.
What was even more infuriating was his perversely extreme physical resilience. Forget about severing his limbs; simply breaking his skin required an immense amount of effort.
Moreover, among them were numerous severed heads, some of which were still dripping with fresh blood.
The man was named Zhang Fu, a deacon of the Misty Palace, who had gone out on a journey months ago and had only returned today.
Lu Sanyang's mood suddenly brightened in an instant. Finally, someone else was keeping him company, and he would never be lonely again... This psychological state of his was somewhat... despicable, but then again, it was only human nature. When someone in distress sees others facing adversity as well, a deep sense of comfort washes over them.
Lü Hao blinked. "Brother Fei, do you mean... you're going to take both of them in? Ouch! Why did you pinch me?" Lü Hao turned around and glared at Xu Lingxiu.
Honestly, she was already so busy she barely had a moment to catch her breath, yet look at them—just kicking back and resting like that.
He raised his binoculars once more, and this time, he spotted a very hazy silhouette appearing on the horizon.
Of course, to ensure that Ning Rongrong and Oscar received proper tempering, Ning Fengzhi had indeed dispatched people to protect them in secret, but he had also issued strict orders that they were not to intervene unless it was a matter of life and death.