Chapter 35

San Niang remained preoccupied with the incident where she had identified Prince Qi before Consort Shu, fearful that he would seize this opportunity to make her pay.

The Prince of Zhennan held control over the Southern Border Army and was also the Empress's father. Since Prince Qi still had need of them at this time, he naturally sought to protect them; with the addition of the treasure, their position was secure.

"Now, you may meet your deaths in peace," Voldemort said placidly, ready at any moment to pronounce their end.

When Watanabe spoke of Kazuo Takamiya’s background, his tone was filled with disbelief. His horrific track record was already rivaling that of Yang Ping.

There were still endless matters swirling in my mind. I had originally intended to write several reports, but once I got home, I couldn't summon the energy; I took a shower and collapsed into bed.

Yet he was a top-tier expert. He kicked off the string of the giant bow, simultaneously twisting the other end of the bowstaff. As his figure soared upward, the giant bow he abandoned behind him instantly exploded.

But this was the first time he had seen Sawamura like this. With a pitching motion that hid the release point, the second batter was clearly late on the swing. Combined with his previous eccentric pitches and curveballs, this was already proving to be a difficult situation.

The Mediterranean Fleet had certainly spared no expense, pulling two destroyers from their limited naval forces specifically to carry out this mission.

Seohyun was not foolish; she understood Yoona’s intent in an instant. They usually lived their own separate lives, but when issues of stance arose, that was when they would cooperate.

This unexpected joy made Han Yu’s eyes brighten, but the realization of the situation he and Xie Ze were in caused his expression to darken.

"You, Borjigid! As a surrendered general, how do you have the gall to speak to me, the Khan, about preserving the Tatars? I will kill you!" Enraged, Batumongke drew his precious blade, ready to strike down Borjigid.

After Shui Linglong became a true disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, she was permitted to bring attendants into the sect. For years, the Shadow Puppet had lived in seclusion on Shuixiu Peak, primarily to care for Qingling and to guide her in cultivating the Eye of God.

Chu Ming’s eyes were tearless. Around him, nothing remained but the howling, bitter wind, carrying frost that chilled to the bone.

The great blade was over two meters long; even with both hands, Zhou Chen found it slightly unwieldy. Nevertheless, he did not hesitate. Rising to his feet, he cleaved the blade directly into the beast’s leg.

Upon entering the Liu Dynasty, Chu Ming was struck with awe once again. Its prosperity was several times greater than the most flourishing city in their Dragon Hunter Holy Land. Moreover, the people were fierce and robust; armored legions were visible everywhere, and a casual glance revealed that almost everyone—even the common folk—possessed some level of cultivation.

"No, no, Uncle Kong, I’m not here to ask for anything. Consider that item a gift! I’ve come this time to tell you... that twenty thousand yuan... I might have to delay paying you back... But don’t worry, I will pay you back in full, with interest, when the time comes. Not a single cent will be missing!" Zhang Dali said.

Ye Buofan dared not be arrogant. He immediately summoned the Minghong Blade. The blade’s radiance pierced the heavens, and as he danced with the steel, the attacks of the two protectors were completely thwarted by the Minghong Blade. Even the black hellfire could not approach his body, blocked entirely by the blade.

After arriving at the capital, the two combined their forces, reaching nearly two hundred thousand men. The increase in manpower not only allowed Batumongke more troops to construct siege engines but also provided him with enough force to surround the capital. With this, the connection between the capital and the outside world was effectively severed.

"So that’s how it is. Besides, I don’t think you two are from the same era; how could you possibly know him?" Fairy Chang’e mused, seemingly to herself.

She wore elastic jeans that perfectly outlined her graceful figure. Her long, beautiful legs gave every man the urge to reach out and touch them.

"I don't want to be a mere stepping stone for others." Miao Ruolan had nothing to hide from Zhan Zhao. She hadn't spoken before only because she feared her origins were too shocking for him to accept.

The young master rarely returned to the old family estate and seldom kept in touch with his parents or relatives; the only one he visited frequently was likely his cousin.

Song Ci did not refuse. It had already flooded; how could there be so much? Even Song Ci herself could not believe it.

"Xu San," Mo Wuyan suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the cultivator who claimed to be at the first stage of the Realized Realm. In truth, with Mo Wuyan’s level of power, he could not discern Xu Wen’s true cultivation. He had never seen a Realized-level cultivator with a name as incredibly plain as "Xu San."

She pulled her trench coat tight. Just as she had taken two steps, a black sedan pulled up in front of her.

"Could it be General Jun?" The city gates did not open, but someone atop the gate shouted down at them.

When Jun Yan learned of this, he sought out Grand Tutor Bai and declared that the wedding would be set within ten days of Bai Yu’s coming-of-age ceremony.

Tian Yan’s eyes suddenly brightened. Xu Wen felt as if he could see a trace of the invisible Great Dao circulating within them, mirroring the changes of heaven and earth. He seemed to perceive all the profound mysteries of the universe; at that moment, Tian Yan was the sky, and he was the earth.

Zheng Kuang’s expression grew even more solemn. Like Yi Juman, he had suspected Xu Wen was hiding his true cultivation. He had not expected, however, that Xu Wen was even more formidable than he had anticipated. What level of cultivator was he, exactly?

The first time she brought someone here, Song Yan’s heart had been filled with conflict and sorrow, but since those around her were even more distraught, she had to do her best to remain calm.

Song Yiyi snorted. She had asked everything she needed to; all that remained was to determine the specific timing, acquire the bracelet, and find a way back.

Song Deqing, uneasy, had his men escort the funds to his family’s bank for safekeeping, intending to use them later for disaster relief.

Yin Rongyu was preoccupied with hoodwinking the naive Pei Yueyue, paying no mind to Chen Xing, who was listening quietly on the side. Whether Chen Xing heard anything or not, he felt it was of no consequence.