Saving the person requires healing the heart first

Despair permeated the man's words, and those nearby who had been pricking up their ears to listen felt a sudden pang in their hearts.

Yet, these onlookers quickly convinced themselves that unless he was facing an insurmountable plight, he probably wouldn't have wasted two thousand bucks on fortune-telling.

Immediately, their imaginations ran wild with all sorts of scenarios, ranging from terminal illnesses to devastating family tragedies.

Some even wondered if the man had been cuckolded, leading him to feel that life held no further hope.

With somewhat trembling hands, he opened the manga once again, only to be greeted by the panel showing Mami's head being bitten off, followed by her entire body being consumed.

After all, capable of slaying a human-king-tier powerhouse, Su Chen's might truly transcended their previous understanding.

Instantly, the thought struck him that Lin Xuan was finished—doomed beyond redemption. To dare take such an item meant he had forged a monumental karmic tie with a quasi-Immortal King.

On the side of Morning Glow, coach Gu Lianquan also deployed his strongest lineup. Chen Dasheng guarded the goal, while the four defenders were Zeng Zhaorong, Cornelio, Zhong Jianxi, and Li Weilin. The midfield was marshaled by Zhu Zhaoji, Carlos, Chen Yaolin, and Luo Zhikun, with Gu Gaoli and 37-year-old veteran Li Jian anchoring the forward line.

"This is the Young Master's pet?" The people behind could not help but swallow hard. Staring blankly at the two of them, they still dared not step forward, fearing the fierce tiger might suddenly turn hostile and swallow Ye Tian in a single gulp. Unfortunately, such a scene would never come to pass; Ye Tian stroked the Nine-Patterned Tiger's head and climbed right onto its back.

"The Blood-Devouring Demonic Physique he mentioned belongs to my master," Xia Lan suddenly transmitted her voice secretly to Lin Xuan from the side.

However, that was merely a threat. To actually harm Throne Caron—did they truly think Throne Caron was made of clay, someone anyone could manipulate at will?

Ordinary Gathering-Origin martial arts manuals were priced around one million fan points and a single medium-grade spirit stone. Since these two were vastly more expensive, their superior quality went without saying. With several hundred million fan points currently at his disposal, Du Ziheng naturally wouldn't stinginess prevent him from buying, so he directly purchased the most expensive one. Besides, he wasn't a sword cultivator, so practicing sword qi held little meaning for him.

The Dragon family junior who had come to deliver the message already knew who Jingjing was and, feeling too embarrassed to stare directly, kept stealing glances at her. After repeating this multiple times, he made Jingjing blush all over.

A strange, eerie green light flickered within the bushes, nearly invisible unless one looked very closely. It was the Japanese troops' optical communication device, featuring red and green signals, which they were currently using to exchange messages with one another.

Pondering this, and recalling the smile Hermit Yuantu wore upon his departure, Li Xuansheng finally comprehended its true meaning. Yet, it remained puzzling why Hermit Yuantu had not collected the primordial water; given his level of cultivation, gathering the Profound Underworld True Water should have been a breeze.

The explanation offered by Zhu Shihui utterly exceeded Ji Zhe's expectations. Upon hearing Zhu Shihui's response, Ji Zhe was left completely speechless; in the end, he gazed up at the palace beams and wept bitterly.

This proclamation of supreme arrogance caused nearly every monarch to burst into furious curses in unison. Yet curses were just curses; under the lofty banner of the Ashen Bone Sect crusade against the heretical worshippers of an alien god, those nations had no choice but to urgently evacuate their residents. Even the most prosperous cities had to be temporarily abandoned—after all, the undead hordes were not creatures one could reason with.

Where two streams of fundamental, interconnected law converged in a corner, a sudden flash of enlightenment blossomed within Li Xuansheng's heart. The information regarding the laws emanating from Goddess Yueshu materialized directly, prompting a soft, involuntary sigh from his lips.

Not far away, a youth clad in aquamarine robes watched the unfolding events with an indifferent gaze, a weapon strapped to his back that hovered ambiguously between a straight sword and a saber. Yue Chuyun knew neither the youth's name nor his sect or origin, yet the impression he exuded was that of a heavy, formidable saber.

Meanwhile, Leo, who had made it possible for Earth's deities to invade the Alpha world, sat in a daze upon a massive boulder that had rolled down from some ruined dwelling. Gazing out at the devastated expanse of Puliz City and the tragic sight of corpses strewn everywhere, he felt a heart torn between sorrow and joy.