Chapter 160: Imposing and Majestic

"Let's start with five carriages of herbs and ten carriages of grain," the centurion said after a moment of deep thought.

During the China-US-Russia joint military exercise that year, Ling Qi had witnessed Anton assume this form, and a shiver still ran down his spine whenever he recalled it.

"This ring belongs to me now. Consider it your dowry to me." Long Yueying's mouth could not close from grinning so widely.

Seeing more and more of them gathering around, Zhou Hao took a few steps back. It was better to wait for the others to catch up; with a hundred "suicide squad" members, slaughtering a few dozen living corpses would be as easy as reaching out and taking something.

The towering sacred mountain had its entire summit leveled, and the Falling Star Platform was built upon it. Constructed from brilliantly polished white jade and consisting of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, climbing them opened up a breathtaking view before one's eyes. The sacred mountain was situated at an extreme altitude, surrounded by snow-capped peaks, yet the Falling Star Platform enjoyed eternal spring with blooming flowers all year round.

"Indeed, although you are stationed here at the remote Black Wind Fortress, you should have heard about outsiders suddenly appearing across the various empires," Tang Feng said with a slight smile.

Zhou Hao panted like an ox, his sweat soaking his back, his face burning and flushed red. The veins on his forehead bulged, and his entire body curled up like a cooked prawn.

Since so many sages were already researching that primary path, there was no harm in everyone tinkering with this unorthodox side-path instead. Over the past few days, all four of them had been pondering in this direction, and mealtimes had become their designated discussion sessions.

As for the vampire, it had only absorbed four or five points of damage. Bolstered by this dragon's breath, the immense amount of damage negated was more than enough to offset the damage dealt by Tang Feng.

Lu Ming now found the status of a Kyoto University student to be utterly tasteless; dropping out was probably the correct choice.

Works like the *Yellow Court Scripture* possessed by Zhang Zhiyuan—which explained every single step of cultivation in meticulous detail—were entirely nonexistent.

The results were so frustrating that Gu Zhitang was on the verge of tears. Gu Chengye, however, was not discouraged; every single day without fail, he dragged her off to training.

At this moment, Lou Tianhua felt he could no longer explain himself clearly to Fu Zi'ang, so he simply raised his head and looked at Gu Zhitang, his eyes still red and burning with lingering indignation.

People holding two completely different viewpoints arguing like this on the internet was not a matter of just a day or two, but a persistent phenomenon that had always existed.

Qingyu's cold face remained entirely unmoved, devoid of any panic. A Taotie—a mythical beast with a sheep's body, a human face, eyes under its armpits, tiger-like teeth, and human hands—let out a sky-shaking roar, and waves of ferocious, murderous intent seemed as though they would tear the firmament apart.

Although there were indeed some dressed professionally, which relieved Liang Zhi and made her feel not entirely out of place.

Upon discovering the secret hidden behind the Guanyin statue, Zhong Ling raised it and smashed it violently onto the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Seeing a wolf spirit fearless of the talismans inside the vehicle and passing straight through the glass, I no longer dared to hesitate. I immediately slammed my foot all the way down on the accelerator, and the car lunged forward instantly.

Because President Chen had previously expressed the intention of having the old master stay overnight, stating that several more tests could only have their results ready by tomorrow morning.

Taking advantage of his status as the head of the family, Elder General Gu had intended to throw his weight around and back up the second branch. Now that Gu Zhitang was threatening to blow the matter wide open all the way to the Court of Judicial Review, how could this be tolerated?

"Very well, I shall issue the order for them to accept their punishment. After all, they volunteered for it. Heh, I have never seen anyone win a battle and yet proactively ask for punishment; this is truly a first for me," Pope Jason chuckled heartily.

No one in the world would have guessed that the Baili family head token, desired by every member of the clan, was neither within the Baili estate nor by Baili Hai's side, but rather with Baili Qianmu and in Leng Feng's hands.

Su Tie and the others were so happy they were practically going mad, while also feeling a deep sense of emotion. As one of the founders of Bafang Logistics, Su Tie had witnessed firsthand every step of its journey, from its initial arduous struggles to its current massive scale.

Desk numbers corresponded to bed numbers and were assigned by the school without personal selection; Zhou Xing's bunk happened to be the lower one right next to the door.

Zheng Hai's expression stiffened slightly. Zhou Xing was right: shamelessness brings invincibility. If that despicable Wang Haitao hadn't seized upon his slip of the tongue, climbed up the pole, and provoked him with those words, would he have agreed to this unwinnable gamble?

This calm and contemptuous gaze completely enraged Zhaomao, who could no longer be bothered to maintain his arrogant and overbearing posture. He lunged forward in two or three strides and threw a punch straight at Lu Ann's face.

Wiping away the lingering blood at the corner of his mouth, Yu Ze, having regained his senses, found himself still leaning against the cold stone wall. He cast a knowing glance at the merman-oil candle flame that Baili Qianmu had touched inside the stone chamber, and saw Baili Qianmu sitting opposite him, still wearing a faint, gentle smile.

In this way, even if Moxian eventually achieved a breakthrough within the Ice and Fire Lotus Heart Pond, he would not reap any significant benefits.

Liu Chang wanted to continue speaking, but Lin Yiyi interrupted her somewhat anxiously.

How could he still not understand? He had walked into someone else's illusion array, which stirred up the deepest desires and obsessions within his heart.

As the saying goes: when a tree falls its roots rise, when a person falls sympathetic relatives grieve; flattery is born of wealth and power, but when the tree falls the monkeys scatter. Dark clouds overcast reflect human hearts, a sudden thunderclap chases ghosts and spirits; the warmth and coldness of human relationships are entirely driven by power, while right and wrong, black and white are shaped entirely by people.

At that exact moment, a surge of fire erupted, once again engulfing Jiang Chang'an's retreating figure. The true essence contained within the flames was fierce and sharp, and the Ghost Fire Infant charged directly toward Jiang Chang'an like a primordial fierce beast with an unstoppable momentum.

Seeing that Jia Zheng had still not realized this, Zhao Zhiphu had no choice but to spell it out clearly before hurrying away.

"So, you're planning to play the lily? Do not you want me to introduce a few candidates to you?" Ji Meina teased.

They watched with their own eyes as the pool slowly vanished from sight, revealing a thick water pipe wide enough for an adult to crawl into.

The night was already deep. Jia Cong and a group of over twenty horsemen filed out sequentially through the back door of the thousand-household garrison, vanishing into the boundless night.

Director Chen was extremely depressed. Clearly, he had come to assert his authority as the director of moral education, but in the end, the parents and the student had reached a consensus, leaving him cast in the role of the bad guy as he slunk out of the classroom in disgrace.

Yet, recalling what the other party had said—that he likely was not the fickle sort—he once again cupped his fists in salute and explained.

The emperor had no choice but to agree. Then he said to the eunuch beside him: "Announce Imperial Concubine Li-chan! Have her bring Princess Hong-yi here!" The eunuch in front of the throne hastily replied: "Yes, Your Majesty!" Then he departed from the hall and headed toward the Western Palace.

With that, Yang Mi fiercely slammed the comic book in her hand onto the ground, producing a sharp "snap."

A miserable, piercing roar echoed across the heavens, and powerful soundwaves rolled outward in all directions. The purple eyes within this giant beast flickered with an intimidating, eerie purple radiance, and its severed tentacles actually began to writhe slowly under the illumination of that purple gaze.