Chapter 47: Replenishing Energy-Após cinco anos de fuga da protagonista desprezada, pai e filho caídos amam intensamente após sua volta(Pequena Jasmine.)

“Help?”
Galo looked at Shi Chuchu with keen interest.
“What kind of help? If you truly have the value you claim, I’d be glad to offer it.”
Before his words had fully fallen, and while a trace of lazy amusement still lingered at the corner of his lips, Shi Chuchu moved with astonishing speed, catching everyone off guard!
She sprang up from the sofa and crossed the small distance between them in a single step, before he could even react.

The old squad leader seemed lost in thought, staring at the sky for a long while, before finally turning to Kang Ke and uttering something he had long struggled to understand. It was only when Kang Ke transformed from a recruit into a veteran and heard news of the squad leader’s sudden sacrifice that he truly grasped the meaning behind those words.

A requirement for thousands of members was something he could accept; at worst, he could hire more people at a cost. But assets exceeding tens of billions? And recognition reaching forty percent nationwide? What kind of nonsense was that?

Still, Wang Nanbei paid it no mind and simply nodded in agreement after hearing Faisal’s words.

The next step was to once again accumulate the primordial essence. When the body could no longer bear it, the essence could be compressed to condense the primordial golden core.

The Demon-Slaying Sword Formation prevented them from knowing what exactly transpired inside, so the loss of the Five Great Treasures and the whereabouts of the Five Great Demon Kings remained a complete mystery.

Shen Lu waved her hand with a cheerful smile, no longer teasing Zhang Daye, though a faint, almost imperceptible disappointment flickered in her eyes.

Then, Qin Tian began to turn the periscope, and once again discovered something remarkable.

“Time to eat. The food’s gone cold.” Fang Susu felt awkward and quickly changed the subject.

The campus was filled with opportunists. Those who previously accused Su Ailu of cheating and playing the field saw someone in the student council release a statement to dispel the rumors.

Gu Youchen wanted to keep it under wraps, but Lu Mengmeng buried her head in his embrace, saying nothing and letting Gu Youchen handle it, though her ears visibly flushed red.

Regrettably, once all six major soul fragments are assigned to vessels and cultivated as avatars, the original soul can no longer switch between them. If the divine avatars are not nearby, the divine secret arts cannot be used—especially the invincible body technique, which the original soul cannot wield. This is truly unfortunate, unless the original main soul is refined into a deity.

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Imagine, after successfully cultivating six avatars this way, fully liberating all idle soul fragments—you could truly strike and defend at will.

“In that case, I should do even more for the Divine King. After all, all these will one day be mine,” Huang Wutian muttered to himself.

Dongfang Chen’s expression shifted from anger to calm, then he smiled wryly: “Heh, because Acleir blocked his path.”

Amelia wore a safety helmet and denim outfit, holding a roll of blueprints as she gestured alongside a dozen engineers and foremen at the construction site.

“What’s wrong? Do you know this Chen Qingzhi?” Upon hearing this, Ge Xianchai frowned and couldn’t help but ask.

Though called an adopted son, it was more of a public formality—kowtowing and offering tea before everyone, a clear path forward, and the legal paperwork had long been settled by Su Liu.

Only then did the Huang woman scream, “Murder! Murder!” as she scrambled backward, even forgetting to take her two large molars with her.

“Could it be that unlocking the secrets of the human body and venturing into the extramundane lies within him?” the Du Luo Divine Lord said with surprise.

Though the Yuanqi Hall held a unique status and was busy with affairs, two weeks ago, around the fifteenth or sixteenth of the twelfth lunar month, Ying Yi had decreed a holiday.

Su Ke stared at him for a long moment without speaking, but the sharpness in her eyes weighed heavily on Wang Laowu. After a moment, Su Ke finally looked away, and Wang Laowu breathed a sudden sigh of relief.

Chen Xingyu looked closely and suddenly spotted several archers clad in finely crafted leather armor atop the mountain.

However, Chen Xingyu only took two steps back lightly, causing the man’s front kick to just graze his chest.

Looking at the stubborn expression on her face, Luo Haofeng couldn’t help but recall a certain stubborn face.

“Divine Emperor, please reconsider! This matter must not proceed. The current order of the Immortal Realm remains, and if the Divine Emperor insists on unifying it single-handedly, disaster will surely follow!” Young Hong, the Immortal Emperor, pleaded earnestly.

This place could be stormed at any moment. If Grand Auntie saw them like this, she wouldn’t know how to face them.

Still, he clearly understood that when the other party said ‘one against ten,’ it was no empty boast.

Or rather, the peerless secret manuals he sought were treasures even the lone ruler couldn’t produce.

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Yet Chen Xingyu hoped to avoid unnecessary trouble and prevent the two from saying things they shouldn’t.

As the hundred thousand Yellow Turban soldiers were swallowed by the flood, an earth-shaking roar erupted from beneath the water.

No matter what, Jiang Ye extended his sensing tendrils to discern what the spell was hesitating over.

This incident was a disgrace to the Tubo people. The supreme commander Ma Zhongying was severely scolded by the Tubo king for this humiliation and sternly warned: if such a shameful event happened again, his head would be severed.

Dangalin frantically wielded his blade in defense. The two clashed fiercely on the ground—Dangalin was merely a Tubo war general. While capable of charging and slashing on the battlefield, he was no match in skill for Miao Xuan.

After a while, Yang Xinyi emerged from the kitchen carrying a plate of tomato scrambled eggs. Xia Zhi sat beside Grandma Xia. Yang Xinyi’s face was cold as she slammed the dish down on the dining table.

Ridiculous. Someone who could casually flash 3.5 million wasn’t someone a mere clerk like him could afford to offend.

Halfway up the mountain, a pitch-black cave flickered with faint red light. The giant python, fond of heat, had taken residence in a cave where underground fire surged.

All this was but illusion to Li Shi, who could not withstand a single true strike from an Immortal, which could inflict far greater damage.

The two embraced as they slept through the night. He spent the entire night on the rooftop, enduring the cold wind until dawn before leaving.

Listening to the harsh cries, everyone but Geng Haoshi and Zhu Di frowned deeply.

“Why not sell this to me? I’ll dismantle it to nourish my treasured zither. Being made into dice and hacked at by divine weapons during the martial tournament isn’t the fate of a pair of dice,” Jiang Ye said with feigned kindness.

Ye Lan glanced at Cang Lan and smiled slightly, then turned to look at the spring. The once empty deep pit had filled with life-giving water, transforming into a lake at the mountain’s foot.

“Over there.” He gazed toward a steep peak at the edge of the area. Though far away, as a mind master he could accurately discern the golden-robed man’s target—this very rugged summit.

Before he could utter the word ‘Lord,’ the man who had taken and demanded from her the night before shot a cold glance. As a cultivator in early Divine Transformation, his mere gaze was imposing, instantly shutting down her words.