Volume One, Chapter 55: The Price of Blood

Page (1/3)
As he spoke, Zhao Wuji found a slip of paper and left his phone number. Chen Tianhua’s earlier hesitation was clear to Zhao Wuji, but staying at the martial arts school was not really in line with his habits.
The entire operation was planned by Li Xing, for only he could perfectly control the overall situation and steer the conflict as anticipated. Both sides agreed that the 17th Route Army would take the initiative, thereby drawing out the hidden assassin. Li Xing would then secretly strike, launching a surprise attack to annihilate him in one fell swoop.
Before today, Zhang Zhengyi also thought Xie Aiguo was a good man. It was only at noon, when Cheng Ling said that sentence, that he began to realize things might not be as simple as they appeared on the surface.
The Dragon Blood Patriarch shook his enormous dragon head slightly. His ancient voice carried an inexplicable meaning, and he sighed softly, a faint trace of melancholy lingering in his tone.
“This should be the Bai family’s place. That Bright Great Celestial is the clan leader of the Bai family. If we want to rescue Bai Feifei, the first step is to force out Bright Great Celestial and then suppress him,” Hu Nan said.
After finishing my kowtow, I walked toward the nearest infant’s corpse. It was so cruel—inhuman almost. Why kill a baby not even a year old?
If he didn’t use true energy now, he would surely perish next, and would be unable to use true energy at all. So Wei Suo no longer worried about being discovered by the demon beast; grasping the last thread of consciousness, he forced his true energy forth.
This conference was a full gathering of all high-ranking members of the Guandong system, and the only one before the unification of the Han Empire. It assembled all government and military leaders of the Guandong administrative region. If there were missiles in this era and the Guandong government building was struck at once, the entire Guandong system would collapse immediately.
“You can’t say that. I had my difficulties in gathering those people. You must understand, the Demon Hunting Bureau’s members are already few, and many went missing last time.”
Yang Yue’s great river was still quite a distance from the Li family’s base, but no matter the distance, the time to arrive always comes. The next afternoon, at sunset, Qin Ge led the Dark Dragon Cavalry there.
“Ah Xue.” Zhao Yaor’s eyes showed a pleading look. She held Bai Xue’s hand tightly, which had already begun to tremble slowly.
These Han warriors wore only protective shorts and helmets; the rest of their bodies were bare. When they fought, they showed no mercy, every punch hitting flesh, every move targeting vital points. Of course, since it was training, they tried to avoid striking lethal acupoints.

Page (2/3)
There was still a solution. When the fabric was spread out, he felt it with his hands, tested the texture, then said, “I expect to produce twenty thousand sets of clothing before the New Year.”
Thinking of this, Fang Hao’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly moved among the people, peering down at the ship’s bow swimming pool below the deck. Upon seeing it, he froze in place.
Therefore, the third type of task is the one players generally welcome and enjoy doing every day: daily military supplies.
Peerless swordsmanship, thunderous and sharp assassination, suffocating silence—all weighed heavily on everyone’s hearts like a massive stone dropped into their chests.
Yet the overwhelming, unrestrained battle intent he radiated only made the already heavy atmosphere in Marineford even more oppressive—so much so that naval officers below the captain rank could scarcely suppress the fear within their hearts.
Only Guo Lan remained cheerful. She spoke openly, saying she never wrote diaries. Besides her, several classmates also spoke up, admitting they never kept diaries and couldn’t turn any in.
“You speak so boldly!” The red armband’s heart grew more uneasy, but unwilling to lose face, she kept up a tough front, though her eyes scanned around for an exit.
The next day, Chu Aotian brought Ji Xiyan back to the old residence for dinner to share the good news with the family.
The road was crowded with cars. We had just put the luggage in the trunk when we looked up to see seven or eight vehicles blocking behind the taxi. The drivers were impatiently peering out their windows.
Man Lei no longer intended to capture Sword Sovereign City. Under these circumstances, not only was capturing the city out of the question, but even retreating safely was a challenge.
Qing Rang didn’t need to guess—the most lavish carriage in the convoy was undoubtedly Yu Zichen’s. She stepped forward, but paused at the carriage entrance.
Looking at the majestic fierce wind spear, Young Master Mu showed no fear. Three days ago, he might have been wary of this sky-ripping fierce wind spear, but now, having advanced to Level 8 Immortal Emperor, Young Master Mu truly paid no heed to such a spear.

Page (3/3)
Tong En restrained the impulse to flee upstairs quickly, struggling to suppress the chaos in his heart as he looked up at Zhong Yue approaching.
“He’s not Brother Jiang Yue, but she is a very, very good friend of mine,” Yan Xiaoxiao emphasized seriously.
Just as we reached the hallway entrance, we saw Liu Bo from the neighboring dorm suddenly rushing down the stairs, heading straight to the restroom to vomit. When he finished and came out, he just happened to run into us.
Yan Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, but when the two men dashed off, she pouted. How could she be blamed? Was she just easily amused?
Hua Shuo stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bright moon outside the window for a long time. When the moon set and a faint light appeared in the sky, Qing Rang sat behind him watching silently. She didn’t urge him, knowing this was a difficult decision for him.
The leader, Gu Miaoling, was like a tigress. Seeing Chen Lin, she bared her teeth and snarled, as if she wanted to bite him.
It created three “Divine-Making Artifacts.” Two have disappeared, and the remaining one is among the sacred relics of the “Dom Era.” Whoever possesses it can ascend to deityhood in a single step.
If the enemy is one of these two, it’s best to keep silent—each word might lead into a trap or force a choice. Da Zhong Fang had already chosen to become Ice Tian Du, and Ice Tian Du subsequently created an illusion that swapped the two’s bodies.