Volume 1, Chapter 25: A Call from the Hospital

With Zhang Yu’s explanation, Jiang Huan finally understood exactly what kind of entity he had just encountered!

A Tier 4 monster: The Priest.

It is a unique type of monster that has enjoyed wandering far and wide to preach since the appearance of the Great Fog. They prefer to transform into human form to indoctrinate those around them. The stronger they are, the more followers they attract. Once their number of followers reaches a certain threshold, they can evolve. Their domain takes the form of a church—seemingly sacred and inviolable, yet horrifyingly grotesque within. Anyone who carelessly enters is indoctrinated, eventually becoming mere nourishment for the monster and its congregation.

Zhang Yu said sternly, "Do you have any idea that if you had listened to their hymns for even a moment longer..."

Zhang Yanlin cried out in delight the moment she saw the clothes, while the nearby sales assistants looked at the garments in her hands with envy.

Sails and the others smiled bitterly to themselves, thinking that this guy really lacked situational awareness—his ability to cause trouble was on par with Copper Hammer.

The avatar of Kuang San looked puzzled, following the direction of Ling Yun’s finger. A slender hand suddenly emerged from the shadow behind her, gripping her shoulder and pressing her down into the darkness beneath her feet.

"Well, if you’re talking about creating the world, I suppose I might have had a hand in that," Ling Yun said, scratching the back of his head.

Qi Tai pondered quietly, finally beginning to piece things together. The images he had seen were likely crucial nodes on his upcoming journey, and all he had to do was make the right choices when he reached them.

"Well, as the ruler of a region, she should learn to grow instead of just being a decorative vase, shouldn't she?" Luo Yexi shrugged and said.

Dong Shuqian was clearly watching him now, which confirmed that the event where he saved her had indeed occurred.

Just as they prepared to intervene to help Xie Guang, Tang Feng tossed out a scroll, and the next moment, they were swept into the formation.

"This ultimate technique can actually unleash a move with nine hundred times the power—that is just too exaggerated!" After reading the introduction to the martial art manual, Chen Jing could not help but gasp in shock.

At the end of the fortieth year of the Kunyuan era, following Concubine De’s relocation to Jinyu City, the Thick Earth Dynasty ushered in the most peaceful period in its history.

Fang Wu’ao was no fool; on the contrary, he was extremely meticulous. He would never believe that a massive alliance could exist without spies from rival factions.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Feng’s complexion began to turn gray, as if he had lost a vast amount of blood in an instant.

There was no time to look elsewhere on the battlefield; Ding Hao was naturally unaware of the abnormalities involving Yu Qianlang and Ning Hongmei. With the battle raging, Ding Hao’s eyes had turned red with bloodlust. He had only one thought in mind: only by slaughtering the enemy in great numbers could those around him be safe.

During the Battle of Yulin, Li Yi had personally slain Wu Mingyang, the grand-disciple of this person, and seized the sacred beast of Nirvana, the Vermilion Bird.

These matters were all highly unfavorable to her. Could it be that she was going to lose everything at the very last step?

Luo Qingyu looked back and saw him staring at her with tight lips, his pitch-black eyes as deep and cold as a lake silent in a winter night.

To someone who did not know her, this familiar face of Qian Yunli, which could be conjured up just by closing one's eyes, was naturally much more beautiful than the Ninth Princess.

"My surname is Cang and my given name is Qiong. I am the current Master of the Purple Thunder Hall. If you are willing, from this moment on, your name shall be Cang Xiao, and you will live as a disciple of the Purple Thunder Hall," Cang Qiong said.

Ji Liunian usually wore light makeup for work, but it was never like this—her lips so red and vibrant, and even slightly swollen.

What, what should she do? When were they supposed to meet? How did he get her phone number? Did Ling Yichuan know about this? Should she ask him for the situation?

Although Xu Fu’s cultivation level was higher than Li Xuanyuan’s, he had never been subjected to such tracking. Having sprinted only a few hundred miles, he was already panting for breath.

Liu Changyuan sensed the danger, but it was already a bit too late for him to intervene and save the situation.

In the end, it could not be hidden. He could tell that the imperial physician brought by Jun Chengrui must have noticed something as well.

"I feel that the alliance contract with the human race could be deepened further," the Immortal Emperor of the Cangmu Clan said.

Although the giant python was somewhat reluctant, it still begrudgingly accepted Liu Changyuan’s arrangement.

However, with his current Foundation Establishment initial-stage cultivation, he could barely manage the first twelve needles, though that was sufficient.

Immediately, strands of the Great Dao’s Profound Yellow Qi, fused with the momentum of a prodigal, poured into the large coins, instantly manifesting various strange phenomena.

Sect Master Situ waved his hand, and dozens of scrolls were neatly stacked beside the spirit stones before he respectfully took his leave.

"Enough, let me first see if he can still be saved." Su Yueli did not avoid anyone when saying this; both the humans and ghosts present could hear her clearly.

The crystal stone traveled six thousand miles upstream against the River of Time, with the dangers intensifying at every step.

By the time I finished counting, there were no more monsters on the opposite ship; it had become an empty vessel.

It was indeed of the serpent family, and quite beautiful—its entire body emitted a faint golden light, and it had fleshy horns atop its head.

Although this Tian Hongda was also in his twenties, in this era, not being married by this age was considered quite late.

After leaving these words behind, he ignored everyone and his figure vanished directly from the scene, leaving behind a field of questions.

After receiving the address, Haozi stopped driving aimlessly and immediately accelerated toward the destination.

Geng Haoshi had just been hesitating about whether to ask Yang Mimi this question, but with Li Shishi asking it for him, it saved him the trouble of agonizing over it.

Yu Xueqing felt a tightness in her chest. Her temper had always been good, but at this moment, she, too, wanted to flare up.

"There have been a lot of things going on these past two days; the 'nail households' haven't been resolved yet, but there aren't any major problems. Today I'm going to soothe the emotions of the migrant workers," Jia Yifei said simply after hearing this.

With a gentle reach of his hand, Li Shi gripped Zizhi’s neck while she looked on helplessly.

Zhu Jin had also once been a man of the pleasure quarters. Seeing such a beauty flattering him in front of everyone, he naturally felt he had gained significant face, so he did not decline and drank the cup of wine in one gulp.

The long halberd that had been resting on his shoulder suddenly flashed, its entire body turning into a transparent, pure gold. With a piercing whistle, it smashed down toward Si Luo’s head.

"Leader, Zheng Feng, the head of the SZ branch, is outside the door saying he has something to report." A young man suddenly walked in and said respectfully to Li Daoming.

When he saw the thug who had tried to rob him in the dark alley being easily ignited into a fireball by him, he felt as if he were the king of the world.