Volume 1, Chapter 47: Castrating Liu Qi

Seeing Ma Tong laugh heartily toward the sky, Deputy General Guan and Sima Yun were both utterly bewildered. “What are you laughing at?” they asked.

“I’m laughing at your naivety. Do you really think that by capturing me, you’ll get anything from my mouth? Let me tell you—it’s impossible!”

Suddenly, Ma Tong began to spit blood; blood streamed from his nose, eyes, and ears one after another.

Sima Yun was shocked. “This traitorous scoundrel has poisoned himself!”

Deputy General Guan hurried to pry open his mouth, but it was too late.

“No need to save him. The poison has already taken effect, which means he must have ingested it long ago,” Sima Yun said.

Ma Tong parted his lips, revealing a blood-red mouth and a defiant, proud smile.

“I would rather die than betray the cause...”

Watching the old man’s solemn expression, Xia Jian recounted in detail to Old Han the entire sequence of events that led him from Pingdu City to the mountains. Old Han listened with wide eyes in astonishment.

Liu Feng never expected to encounter his closest friend along the road to the capital of Cangyue, making their journey all the more secure.

Lü Xuan never kept track of time himself, but after Qian Duoduo told him he needed to arrive within ten days, he realized he had been injured on the train and had spent several days recuperating.

Under the combined force of Yang Yunhan’s sword and blade, the atmosphere suddenly shifted from calm and serene to like a fierce gale driving the clouds—like the winds rising and clouds flying. The Dragon Sparrow’s treasured sword swept toward “General Venus” Li Zhongxuan.

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After all his efforts, Wen Xin finally reached this tier, only to discover that as he ascended further steps, the power each step conferred actually diminished. In other words, although the oppressive force on each higher step still increased, the degree of that increase lessened the higher he went.

Zhuo Xiaotian of "Steadfast Kingdom" saw Yang Yunhan resort to a mutually destructive strategy and cursed inwardly. He valued his own life and was unwilling to fight to the death, so he immediately changed tactics, unleashing the "Iron Fortress Kingdom" move from the “One Sword to Settle the Realm” technique.

Sitong gave Li Jiang a meaningful glance, and the latter instantly understood, following him inside through the city gate.

Gongsun Xin’er sighed, trying to comfort herself. Dawn had fully broken, and the biting cold wind began to howl again. Though shielded by trees, the chill was still piercing. The wind rustled through branches, producing eerie howls like wolves, sending shivers down the spine.

“What? What did I discover?” Liu Xinghao was utterly confused, completely unaware of what A Si was talking about.

Unexpectedly, under the invisible energy pressure from Yang Yunhan’s palm, Li Foma’s curved waist sword did not budge an inch. At that moment, Yang Yunhan’s palm closed in, sealing the vital point before Li Foma, then grabbed him and placed him across the back of the “Dragon Colt” horse.

Cheers erupted all around. Mrs. Huang Tian rushed out of a room, frantically hitting and scolding Huang Yong, her sanity unraveling.

This man, with a thick beard and a face weathered by time, was clearly a cunning schemer adept at political maneuvering. He approached the emperor and whispered a few words. Elliott’s face showed a fleeting, inscrutable smile before reverting to his previous rage.

All the martial artists abruptly changed course, no longer confronting the Blood God head-on but dodging and striking toward his head.

The perfect fusion of light and line revealed a beautifully artistic scene, vividly bringing Chu Mengyao to life before the eyes. Luo Haochen’s mastery of technique and control over the composition had already reached the pinnacle of excellence.

At the moment the elevator doors closed and Luo Haochen’s figure vanished, Yun Mengxue emerged from behind the carved Roman columns. Leaning against the cold marble pillar, her expression was complex, and her heart trembled involuntarily.

“Ahem, could you find another time to chat? Aren’t you all hungry?” Tian Bing’er’s voice rang out.

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In truth, Lu Tianxiang began to regret his actions after using his ice energy to disperse the dense fog. He realized that he never needed to go to such lengths in the first place.

Regardless of whether Luo Haochen acknowledged the child, it was still Yun Mengxue’s offspring. She was unafraid of rumors suggesting she still harbored feelings for Luo Haochen by keeping the child. After all, that was the truth, and she genuinely loved the unborn life within her.

The Shen family’s charity auction not only earned wealthy attendees the reputation of benevolence and raised more funds for children in remote mountain regions, but more importantly, it served as a social platform. It provided a fierce battleground for once estranged, high-class elites to compete in wealth and ruthlessness.

Lin Tao nodded without speaking, his heart heavy. He could not fathom how this family had survived in such harsh conditions.

“Manager Oppa, aren’t you coming in with us?” Xu Xian asked. After all, this was Japan, a public place, and a male idol fan meeting. For idols, it was best to have their manager nearby to handle any rumors that might arise.

However, she had yet to find a man to spend her life with, and now, as her age advanced, she no longer dared to hope for much.

“Hand over your clan’s weapon, and I will release them unharmed and spare you from trouble. How about that?” the man in the black robe said slowly.

He hadn’t finished the drink; some spilled from his mouth, staining his clothes. Yet, Tian Bai paid no mind.

At this moment, Ye Mo was naturally unaware of the news about the player's sudden death. Otherwise, with the Ye family’s intelligence network, he would surely have sensed something strange about the Divine Emperor’s realm. And once his life was threatened, even someone as formidable as Ye Mo would have to reconsider his actions—after all, he was alone in that realm.

Lin Xiangwan thought to herself: she looks familiar. Who is she? Whose child is she? Why can’t I remember?