Volume One, Chapter 55: Su Tingwan Whips Fu Xicheng
Compared to the hustle and bustle of big cities, here the blue skies, white clouds, green grass, cattle, and sheep offered a serene freedom that Bayin adored. She could stride forward and run freely; when she wished to collapse, vast expanses of soft grass would catch her. The gentle softness and fragrance of the foliage made her laugh joyfully, her laughter clear and melodious like silver bells.
Two young men pushed open the door for Long Chen, who stepped slowly into the conference hall. At that moment, all eyes turned toward him, and everyone rose to their feet.
Yet Yang Fan had no idea how to enter. This seemed to be a spatial barrier—taking one step forward would mean crossing into this secret realm.
Just moments ago, Yang Fan had looked like a rogue; now, however, he appeared much improved, even quite handsome.
Time passed little by little, and the conversation continued until the moon rose, aligning side by side with the blood-red comet. At last, Aige realized that his gains from this journey far exceeded his expectations. The problems surrounding Slint were far more numerous than he had initially understood; the man’s methods of amassing wealth were so brazen as to be jaw-dropping.
He did not know Yefeng personally, but seeing him dressed casually, he guessed he was a resident of Masterdis Zhor City.
At that moment, I had already lost all hope and said no more. Even if I were beaten to death, I would not want a hypocrite shielding me.
Yet now, before he had even begun to threaten, the “queen” opposite had already come forward of her own accord.
The Great Mage Hill spoke sternly, signaling the students present to remain calm; otherwise, she would increase the number of students disqualified from the exam.
The two exchanged polite greetings over the phone for quite some time. Only then did Jiang Ruhai smile and hand the phone to Zhou Ming, who chatted briefly and casually with Zhang Guangcai before hanging up.
Anjelos ignored whether Nina and Erika were willing and seized their wrists, dragging them back down to stand beside His Majesty.
It was Wolfgang’s adjustments; relying solely on infantry could not form an effective encirclement, but it was necessary to make Saladin cautious. Otherwise, letting them roam freely throughout the Asuf region was not a wise idea.
After about half a month on the road, Bai Zhou and his party finally reached their destination: Nuremberg, the capital of the Holy Roman Empire.
“Father, you can’t do this! We need to see the doctor; you can’t just avoid treatment!” Meng Yu called after him.
Even the stubborn, foul-smelling stones in the Altai Duchy’s latrines, despite the ongoing struggle between Ming and Gardrobe, still saw their due sponsorships paid and the right words spoken without fail.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries, uncertain what else to say—just the usual formalities about leadership inspections, how work was progressing, whether there were any requests or conveniences needed from the town.
Zhou Ming didn’t expect that Wei Junming would get straight to the point upon meeting. He thought to himself that indeed, the elder Jiang was the shrewder one; before he could speak, Wei had already guessed the matter.
“Have you considered the consequences?” The Pope did not show anger at Wang Tian’s helplessness but asked calmly instead.
“Heh heh, relying on you to play the diplomatic, smooth, and flawless game has cost you dearly this time. Let’s see how you perform now...” Saying this, Zhou Ming connected the call.
“Do or die, Devouring Technique!” After stepping back some distance, Su Yi prepared to unleash a magical burst.
The black monkey spirit saw all the monkeys and their offspring around him absorbed into that strange black-and-white wheel. Leaping three zhang high, he lunged toward Liansheng.
On the way back to the general’s mansion, the two remained silent. A Jiu had nothing to say to Zhao Lü, while Zhao seemed lost in thought.
The bowstring stretched to its limit under the power of the Star God constellation, creaking as if about to snap. The arrow compressed its force. With the captain battling fiercely at the front, his back was exposed. If her strength were sufficient, she could break through his defense.
That chill was extremely strange, as if it had suddenly appeared. Yet this eerie cold made Su Yi instantly feel uncomfortable all over.
Watching the person leave, Yang Chong and the others could only remain alert, startled whenever a breeze stirred, glancing toward the source.
However, the fact that Yefeng could even summon Xiangyue and Haofeng put immense pressure on Qingyuan.
“Don’t stay out too late!” Eddie’s wife warned, nodding to Fide before closing the door.
While Yang Chong was thinking about these things, he suddenly noticed Zuo Nan’s scores. The startled exclamations of Yun Xueling and Isabella made Yang Chong turn his head immediately.
“You fool!” Violet swept a murderous glare toward the side, slashing harshly at Zhu Weicai.
Thinking back, Chen Gu had no desire to conceal anything. After Lin Mumu’s intimacy with him reached 100, the system rewarded him with a large amount of game currency, and he truthfully recounted all subsequent events to Lin Mumu.
Surrendering did not mean the territory belonged to oneself. Every general commanding strong forces understood this truth.
After a dozen or so slashes, the mother bear finally let out a mournful howl. Blood flowed from its neck, staining its body red. Seeing this, Hu Yan pushed back and distanced himself from both.
Sounds of clashing magical instruments filled the air, spells streaked across the sky. All cultivators had reddened eyes; there was no longer any order from the marketplaces of old. Some cultivators, realizing their strength was insufficient, began using magical instruments to dig through the collapsing ruins, occasionally glancing around with a smile, moving away from the battlefield.
The boy blinked and smiled, saying, “My name is Huangfu Chenyu, sixth in my family. Sister, what’s your name?”
Someone like Su Liang could never have the chance to meet Di Mohan. Even if they did meet, her stubborn heart could only make room for Qiao Yichen, no one else.
“There’s nothing left! We can’t fly, so I guess we’ll have to walk down the mountain!” Wu Ming looked at the empty platform with disappointment.
So many cultivators present yet no fighting broke out; instead, they tacitly occupied the pools, each taking what they needed.
On the high platform, a vast pool of blood held a deep crimson liquid. The crimson liquid faintly shimmered with a golden light, emanating a sacred aura.
He truly had let go. He feared Ke Xin would find someone unworthy, so he had been watching over her life all along.