Volume 1, Chapter 36: Xianxian, consider me

Shen Qingli suddenly looked at her with a hint of grievance in his eyes and said bluntly, “That day, when I left in a huff, you not only failed to stop me, you never even came looking for me afterward. Qin Xianxian, you’re truly heartless.”

“I—”

After the lands shattered by the Demon Realm, a sea burst forth, seemingly unsealing certain things. In later generations, those things would come to be known as sea beasts.

Once there were finally no more customers in the pawnshop, the black-robed man glanced at me and asked coldly, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

But Wang Tong, the king of the battlefield, was thoroughly dissatisfied with this outcome. He had thought that ten men against one would be enough. As the art of war teaches: “The supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy’s resistance without fighting; taking his cities without laying siege; overthrowing his kingdom without lengthy operations. Thus, the victorious army is not worn out, and its advantage remains intact. This is the method of attacking by strategy.”

She went to a supermarket not far from their location and bought some snacks, along with a pack of “Eight Minus One Degree Space” panty liners.

Yet in my heart, I was calculating how to escape from Yun Jing. Although Jun Li knew that I was safe now, if I returned too late, he would probably go mad searching for me.

This was the first time everyone had ever heard of such a method, and they all pricked up their ears and listened intently.

During this period, I cultivated the bamboo-slip technique from the sixth level to the eighth. Just as I was about to complete the eighth level, Dantai Li finally knocked on my door.

When he heard that it was Ruan Ying’s private room, Li Li could not help looking up. Before him appeared a deep, gloomy passage, its walls entirely paved with stone. Under the dim yellow light, it looked sinister and terrifying. Compared with this place, Li Li felt that his own imperial palace was practically heaven on earth.

The laughter on the field abruptly ceased. Not a single person spoke. The silence was so profound that even the faintest needle could be heard hitting the ground.

“The Starting Dao King.” The many elders cried out in alarm. The newcomer was the master of the Starting Dao, a mighty cultivator in the Divine King realm.

Generally speaking, when a Golden Core cultivator came forward, it was to demand an exchange. But if one refused to show a Golden Core cultivator the proper respect, the consequences could be rather ugly. After all, what use was this thing to you? If you refused to sell it to me, what exactly did you intend to do with it?

That was indeed the truth. Until better means of transportation appeared, flying broomsticks remained the best way for wizards to travel. Though the brooms of the present day were extremely uncomfortable and rather difficult to control, there really was no better alternative.

Had this change been presented to Feng Jun, his most likely response would have been: “It’s too late to say that now. What were you doing before?”

At that moment, an unprecedented sense of mission suddenly seized Thomas’s mind completely. An intense, almost fanatical longing rose from the depths of his heart, then spread swiftly in every direction like a hymn resounding through a church.

“These two groups aren’t attacking cities or seizing territory at all. They look more like they’re tearing down houses. Ignore them. We have more important business to attend to.” After saying this, Du Qianjie flew in through the eastern gate.

Immediately afterward, all the censors of the Censorate came forward to demand the abolition of the commercial and mining taxes. In the imperial court, a vast sea of officials dropped to their knees.

Before undergoing the tribulation, he had clearly thumped his chest and guaranteed that he would kill Tu Ming. It would be a single fatal strike, leaving Tu Ming no chance to interfere with the tribulation. Yet in the end, Tu Ming still managed to injure Ye Tian.

Feiduan returned looking as though he were playing dead, his entire body drenched in blood, his chest unnaturally caved in. Yet judging from the expression on his face… the man actually seemed to be enjoying himself.

Li Xiuxiu silently nodded. She could not describe the feeling in her heart—she pitied the Chu Tianxing of the past, yet envied the Chu Tianxing of the present.

Xia Yida suddenly understood. These past few days, Gray had always seemed so busy that he was hardly ever home. So this was what he had been doing.