Volume 1, Chapter 49: Slaughter

Elder Yun, however, wore a face of calm serenity, as if Luo Chen’s form of address was nothing unusual and had long been anticipated.

Noboru Mizuno did not hasten to order his troops to continue the assault on Pei County, nor did he send reinforcements to Feng County, for there was no longer any need. The old enemy was merely waiting—waiting for the latest instructions from Commander Tada Shun of the North China Expeditionary Army.

Hongmeng could only strive to nurture more worlds, to cultivate myriad brilliant beings to stand against the world's destroyers.

Ebilong immediately embraced this suggestion; military orders were swiftly dispatched in all directions.

The competition video was not released until after five o’clock, causing many netizens who had been anxiously waiting since dawn to nearly burst out in curses.

Genius leads the world; when two prodigies who steer the course of the world pull it in opposite directions, what should one do?

As for Tingsna’s virtual creation of a fifteen-year-old “Daytime Tingsna” with average intelligence, the process was far more complex. It required sealing off parts of her memory, suppressing her brain’s capacity to that of a fifteen-year-old, putting her dominant personality into slumber, and awakening it at predetermined intervals.

On the television screen, the image of Anliang and Ye Yuxin walking hand in hand onto the stage appeared prominently.

The moment the shockwave in Frieza’s hand exploded upon him, Helis simultaneously unleashed her own shockwave.

A slight nod acknowledged the incident—truly a trivial matter. Yet, at a deeper level, it was precisely as he had initially analyzed: Xu Guangqi had endangered someone’s clandestine surveillance position.

Futian immediately invited Gao Gang to the nearby private medical room, where they found Fu Jing lying on the bed, pale and weak, like any ordinary person. Futian’s expression twitched in anger, cursing the wretched old man Liang for tormenting his brother so mercilessly. This debt must be repaid.

The events of the previous evening’s banquet hosted by Mr. Wang quickly spread throughout Yong City, becoming fodder for journalists and gossipmongers alike.

He introduced himself as Wu Qirong, a pinnacle spirit-consuming mage. The other four also introduced themselves in turn. Yu Ying and Mu Qing followed suit.

Jian Xi was unsure why she was angry, but an unnamed fire burned within her heart—perhaps because she felt betrayed. In any case, she was furious.

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A buzzing sound seemed to ripple through the air around Zhou Yuan, as if the very atmosphere quivered.

Though still some distance away from him, Zhou Yuan could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from that presence.

“I arranged for you to join a variety show; filming will last about three days. I checked your crew’s schedule and can fit you in,” Jiang Chun said.

“Ye Ling has disappeared. We can’t find him anywhere. I don’t know what to do!” Chen Ya’s emotions teetered on the edge of collapse.

Gazing at the rows of spatial rings before him, Yu Hao sighed inwardly—Qingyang City was indeed incomparable to Jinyang City.

Was it merely pitiable? A lively scene of family reunion, yet she was present only to be excluded.

“How dare I! I know the Empress faces difficulties. Moreover, those arrogant siblings of the Phoenix Clan behaved recklessly even before Her Majesty. I only feel indignation on behalf of the Empress, harboring no resentment at all!” Bai Mu Jin looked earnestly at the Empress and spoke sincerely.

“Hmph, lowly humans, what right have you to see our tribe…” The old frog-man’s words were cut short as a sudden pain gripped his throat, his breath faltered, and darkness crept upon his vision.

Yan Fei’s face darkened; she kicked Leng Yue hard and cursed, “You wretched wench, you sure do have a long life.” The remark seemed not quite aimed at Leng Yue.

The city walls of Dingfeng and Zhufeng were far more responsive and resilient than those of Yushi Town. Though the armies of Beiming Yu and Tiger Shark had breached the city, they faced fierce resistance from the defenders within, delaying them until the city’s reinforcements arrived at the gates.

Bing Wu’s laughter was constant—bitter and despairing. Yet, no matter how utterly hopeless she felt, her withered eyes never shed a single tear.

Occasionally, butterflies fluttered around the spring. When she reached out to catch one, it stretched and soared higher. Hastily she chased after it, but it playfully escaped once more.

In truth, Gu Zhaoxi’s extravagance was considerable, but always maintained with subtlety, unlike Nong Qing’s ostentatious display.

“Smack…” Another slap. Leng Yue bit down hard on her hand; her pride forbade even the slightest sound.

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They spoke no more. Now inside the cave, Leng Yue took a careful look and found it empty—merely a hollow cavern. The sky darkened; venturing too far was unsafe.

After the explosion, there was no sign of the Bloodwing Demon in the sky. Farang’s side suffered heavy losses; half of the knights he brought were lost, and all the mage apprentices were utterly exhausted, temporarily unable to fight.

Regrettably, several seconds passed, and the Hui Neng mage continued to gesticulate wildly with the Zen staff—aside from glaring angrily at Yan Kuan, no substantial attack ensued.

“Heh, a strange man indeed,” Wang Muxie smiled wryly, thinking that a former assassin, even in retirement, would not easily make friends.

Dense electric currents raged furiously, scorching clothing to blackened shreds, smoke rising from skin, hair standing on end in a wild explosion.

But today, at the mention of Liu Yun’er’s name, it was clear: no matter what he let go of, she never intended to. Thus, he had to keep a close watch.

This was the realm division of physical cultivators—postnatal, prenatal, and the three stages of the Five Elements—cannot be equated with the cultivation world's ranks; the boundaries remained blurry.

As for whether Fang Liangchen could be properly taught and cleansed of his bad habits, he did not care in the slightest.

With the autumn wind blowing, hundreds of thousands in cash were scattered like seeds at the crossroads.

“I’ll go.” Song Jiu nodded, brushing aside the hand of the acne-faced girl who tried to support him, forcing a dry smile: “No need.” The morning sky was somewhat dim; last night’s explosion had kicked up a thick dust that still lingered, and the flames had yet to fully die out. For some time to come, the skies above the ancient city would no longer regain their former clarity.

This was the secret plan he and King Long Xing had discussed the previous night. As long as Qin Tian and Chu Ling’er could prove their bloodline origins were legitimate, they would be taught the Azure Dragon Profound Technique and White Tiger Profound Technique, respectively.