Volume 1, Chapter 24: Cui Benming?

Fang Yuan was overjoyed at the news. The primary enemies in the campaign against Huguang and Henan were Li Guo’s fifty-thousand-strong rebel army in Henan and Li Yan’s thirty-thousand-strong force in Huguang. He had been worried that his strategy of using the navy to launch a surprise attack on Yichang and Yiling might be seen through by the resourceful Li Yan, which would have been a thorny problem indeed.

Truth be told, ever since Han Mo became a hit and his songs gained popularity, countless people have performed them in variety shows, homemade videos, or talent impersonations.

It was a pity, however, that with a towering figure like Taylor watching him, he would have no way to escape unless he could fly.

Because of what Feng Han said, there was a momentary silence in the room. Even the host looked momentarily stunned, though that was part of his script.

Moreover, he knew clearly that in the outside workshops, customizing a spiritual weapon would cost at least seventy thousand stone coins. The Divine Weapon Pavilion charging only fifty-four thousand was indeed a significant saving.

Although most people are familiar with this poem because of *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, it was actually written by Yang Shen, the head of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty.

What he needed now was a financial director who was focused and free of distractions; he certainly did not want someone constantly obsessing over men in their head.

As evening fell, the horizon was painted in red, and the vast white clouds were tinged with a fiery crimson glow.

These words dealt a blow to the class beauty’s self-esteem, but in order to achieve her goal, Chen Qing still smiled and replied, "I'm not the one collecting homework~," and then handed an envelope to Feng Han.

"If I break your legs, do you think you could live well?" Wang Fang gritted her teeth, glanced around, and hissed in a low voice.

Zhou Guican kept his eyes tightly shut, feeling as though the world were spinning until things slowly returned to normal. He opened his eyes to find himself on a slab of ice, with cold winds howling all around and nothing but a vast expanse of white as far as the eye could see.

Left with no choice, Zhao Chun had to hold the former president under one arm while wielding a short sword with the other to fight them off.

The power of the law was so immense that even the slightest aftershock was enough to make the "Ten Ancient Desolate Rods" feel threatened.

Zhao Chun circled the factory floor, but aside from some dilapidated, rusted machinery, there was nothing else. Everything was covered in thick dust, suggesting it hadn't seen much activity for a long time.

Wang Qi, of course, did not believe that anything was going on between Song Hao and Wang Xiaofei. She understood Song Hao’s character better than she understood her own, but she was curious as to why Wang Xiaofei was there.

Zhou Guican had heard of Master Xuwang and knew that this person held a transcendental status in the Evil Mountain, one that was not even lower than that of Chu Kuangqiu back in the day.

Shi Zhixuan’s all-encompassing, web-like Phantom Demon footwork lunged forward in a killing strike, yet compared to Yang Guang’s punch—which felt as vast as heaven and earth—it paled in significance, forcing him to scramble in a desperate, clumsy defense.

The true energy within his body had become obscure and difficult to fathom. It had condensed far beyond its original, ethereal state; the internal energy had shifted from a gaseous form to something approaching a liquid. As it circulated, it felt immensely heavy, clearly on the verge of transcending the concept of internal energy and evolving into the realm of true essence.

"The place where she was just about to throw me down is the same spot where she threw you. That in itself says a lot."

He Yun’er and Ying’er saw Li Ming’s smile and said nothing, but they became even more curious about the "good place" Li Ming had mentioned.

Truth be told, it was only at this moment that he finally felt as if he had truly awakened from that three-hundred-year nightmare. Humans are creatures who favor the new and tire of the old. Occasionally, there might be a touch of nostalgia or melancholy, but it was only for a fleeting moment before they adjusted their mindset.

Technically, the person who caused his death was his own father, Tie Shengshan. Knowing full well that Tie Zhan suffered from meridian spasms, he had insisted on giving him this powerful "Flood Dragon Fire Pill," which not only failed to improve Tie Zhan’s constitution but ultimately cost him his life.

The enemy’s demonic intent encroached upon him, frequently forcing Gu Chao to interrupt his own thoughts to defend against this overwhelming pressure.

Just as the white shadow finished speaking, the sealed door behind him opened automatically. After putting his mask back on, he bowed elegantly to the old king on the throne and slowly retreated out of the door.

"Good, thank you for your hard work. Continue to watch their movements for me, but you must not let them discover you," Guan Yuncheng said.

Sitting on the edge of the bed was Xiu. That black magic cloak was still draped over his shoulders, seemingly untouched for a long time. He folded the piece of paper in his hands, a look of relief appearing in his deep blue eyes.

Seeing Li Ming’s gesture, Venerable Xiaoyao immediately took the lead and flew toward the depths of the Monster Beast Forest.

However, now that he had escaped the disaster, the object of the wizard’s curse was not just the old man he had only met once... In fact, most of it should have belonged to another old person.

There was also the network of power lines overhead, dense and tangled; anyone with trypophobia would likely turn and walk away immediately.

After all, in his original timeline, he was a department head at Feng Hui Bank. His circle wasn't exactly at the top, but it wasn't low either, so his perspective was naturally different.

"You should be able to guess what this is. It's the magic core of an E-rank Mud Scorpion. You should do this..." Xie Yao leaned over, whispered into the man’s ear, and muttered for a while.

Su Qi looked at it. "Not bad, it has a very 'Meow Star' flair. Post it up tonight after we close the shop." Su Qi handed the notice back to Su Cha.

"Okay, I'll bring the letter when I go to find you. Whether I can find you or not, writing it all down is more comprehensive. At least, that's what I think." Yuan Man nodded, affirming her own logic.

As he spoke, Dongfang Yuxuan’s gaze turned toward the coffin, where a man lay quietly.

"Hai Xuan, stop trying to scare people. The struggle for dragon energy is inherently a brutal competition; sustaining injuries is normal. If you want to fight, there’s no need to make excuses—we’ll keep you company," Lu Liang laughed.

Having consumed so much, the Master must have recovered significantly. The lead shadow guard never questioned his master’s capabilities.

"Serving the Federation is our duty. I have a request: there is a descendant of the Profound Lamp in the Sheng family named Sheng Tangtang, who has recently appeared near Anding City. If there is any news from the Institute, I hope you will let me know, brother."

By the time Tie Qi and his men arrived at the bottom of the Shihe Bridge, a large crowd had already gathered.

Therefore, Yan Li decided to let the other party try. Xu Caiwei had mentioned that the expert was young but possessed genuine skills, which served as a reminder. He also wanted to see if this young expert truly had ability or was just a charlatan trying to deceive people.

Wei Gao watched him with a smile: "Is it really going to be that easy? I hope we can get what we wish for." However, the skepticism in his voice was clearly audible.