Volume 1, Chapter 35: She Went to the Performance Alone!

They were well aware that he was their boss, but they also knew that such a young employer was, more likely than not, incapable of enduring hardship.

Zhao Dachuan shared his game statistics with Qin Lie. While they were not as monstrously powerful as his own hidden class and lacked extra stat points upon leveling up, his skills were certainly quite impressive.

Ghost Monarch and Jin Cheng, who had been guarding the lakeside without a moment of relaxation, were thrilled to see them emerge and crowded around them.

Of course, some seized this opportunity to rise to fame overnight, creating brilliant works for Huaxia, while for others, it was simply a season of harvest.

The Princess had previously known that she was a person of the Prince; if this were not clarified, she feared the Princess would trust her even less.

After several attempts, Xiang Zhuang saw that the time for the sword dance was running out. Xiang Bo continued to shield Zhang Liang with his own body, so, hardening his heart, Xiang Zhuang thrust his sword at Zhang Liang once more.

Ziyuan, Ziying, and Shihu, newly promoted to third-generation disciples, spent their time outside of daily cultivation guarding the dharma body of Meng Gu.

And this was exactly the effect she desired. She was now a true deity of the Heavenly Court; descending to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation naturally required the blessing and protection of the power of heaven and earth.

Under such circumstances, Wei Xiaoxiao’s smile was as radiant as a night-blooming cereus slowly unfolding in the dark.

Just as he pushed open the door today, he found Li Lingyun already sitting on the sofa; she hurriedly stood up and walked toward Ye Tian with a warm, welcoming demeanor.

Finally, the Human King Xu Long could no longer suppress the chaotic blood flow within him. Just as he wanted to speak, a large mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

Lin Yu looked at Dean Lin with a smile. At this moment, there was no need for him to step forward to explain; the Dean already knew the result himself.

The commotion startled everyone, and the person who had arrived was Li Lu’s third son, Li Sheng. Though Li Sheng was young, at less than fifty, his cultivation was already three points stronger than his father’s. He had long ago reached the realm of a Town Sage; had it not been for his father’s worries, he would have already ascended to the City Sage level.

Just as the evil voice faded, the sound of things piercing the air came from the periphery. Dozens of streams of light shot from outside the plaza toward the center, appearing both dazzling and abrupt, startling those who were feasting below.

"Are you short on money? Did you spend a lot on ingredients? I can split the cost with you," Ying Mingyu said, sighing in relief.

"Not at all. You’re my boss; you still have to pay my salary." Liu Sanluo was startled, thinking Chen Hao was trying to withhold his pay because he was being so polite.

I could not care less about how shaken Sikong Qiang was; I urged him to leave with Duan Sanlang immediately, as I could not guarantee that there wouldn't be a secondary danger.

Ling Dong waited until his body finished reacting before sitting up inside the dragon. He felt excellent—refreshed, strong, full of source energy, as if he could tear the firmament apart.

"It is not difficult for me to return to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect," Chu Feng said after a moment of deliberation.

After waiting and waiting, Su Banxian gradually grew disheartened. No longer holding out hope for Young Master Ying, he turned his sights to Zhang Shao instead, hoping to find a way to have Zhang Shao take him into the palace.

"Only by sitting firmly on that throne can you become the Empress who commands the world. Which is more important, Ruxue? I believe you know how to choose," Zhou Huailing said, looking at Gu Ruxue.

Just as we were about to use our life-saving trump cards, the avatar of Acala that I had encountered before appeared through my body and began to battle the Shiva avatar. Our situation did not improve; instead, it became even more critical. The Acala avatar had no good intentions; it was simply trying to use us to eliminate the Shiva avatar.

Miaoyin did not understand what Meng Baoshan meant by his constant references to "mortals." Just as she was about to ask, Meng Baoshan charged at her. She immediately retreated two steps, assumed a defensive stance, and began to grapple with him.

The Heavenly Emperor recalled the peerless grace of the Moon Goddess, and without realizing it, his voice grew a shade hoarser.

Leiting acted decisively, restoring the City of Ten Thousand Demons from its chaotic state in a very short time.

Before Jiang Bai could prepare her emotions, her mother’s loud voice traveled from afar.

"Tangtang!" Mo Li’s face was tense; had he not been worried about the spiritual power within Su Tangtang, he might have rushed over directly.

Though full of complaints, how could he dare disobey the Emperor’s order? Ma Cunliang had no choice but to pick a few men from the ranks who were decent at polo, give them each a stern warning, and send them onto the field.

Livelo held the bell and attempted to summon according to the method Hua Yueling had described. In truth, the method for using the bell was not all that mysterious; it simply had to be used in a specific way.

Seeing Yang Yunxi’s expression, the others all lowered their eyes, instinctively avoiding her gaze.

"Your Majesty!" Lei Chen, who was following Jun Wuxie, could not help but speak out after hearing the constant shouts from the commander of Chang Kingdom.

"The Ruilin Army will arrive the day after tomorrow." At the mention of the Ruilin Army, the coldness in Jun Wuxie’s eyes softened, her gaze dropped slightly, and the aura around her was no longer as sharp as it usually was.

"It hasn't even been an hour," Hongying said. Looking at the Emperor’s expression, it seemed she had been right to send Concubine Shu and the others away.

Mei Yuxi was unimpressed. Prince Fu might dare to enter, but Fu Mingcheng might not dare to come alone. However, since the Emperor had given the order, he had to carry it out.

Her voice was sharp yet carried a man's huskiness. As she looked up, the powder on her face fell away, revealing the wrinkled corners of her eyes.

Lady Liu was usually kind-hearted and held great prestige in the eyes of the people and guards around the Fog Plains.

"But, how could she be here?" Ye Zhen asked. She could not fathom what Ye Wei intended to do. Since she was a Blood Demon, her entry into the palace to become Consort Shui Yinchen’s imperial concubine must have been premeditated. What was she doing in the palace of the Northern Underworld Kingdom now?

What she hadn't expected was that, while she did indeed encounter someone, it was the Emperor’s eldest grandson.

Even the fetus did not survive; it perished silently along with its mother.

The people behind were still in hot pursuit, but Cheng Han continued forward at a leisurely pace, his demeanor relaxed.

The young Taoist hurriedly took a lantern made of white paper and a list of the deceased, stepped forward, and handed them to Fang Xuan.

Swords stab and blades hack; that is the way of things. A sword can be used as a blade, but no one has ever heard of a blade being used as a sword.