Volume 1, Chapter 57: Swept Up in the Rat Race & I Am Luo Xuan of the Red Star Garment Factory

Luo Xuan held up a cardboard sign with the characters "Red Star" written on it in one hand, and a candle in the other.

In this freezing night, the candle provided only a pathetic glimmer of light, yet it was the sole source of warmth.

Luo Xuan shouted at the top of her lungs, "It's me! Sister Hongmei! Aunt Lan! It's Luo Xuan!"

The voices of the two female workers were trembling. "Xiaoxuan!" They tried to squeeze their way out, but were swallowed up by the surging crowd, continuously being pushed back.

After Xie Qian investigated the matter and found it to be entirely groundless, he was practically beside himself with rage. Wang Chang, who had been on good terms with Xie Qian, was categorized among the eunuch faction and was currently suspended from his post pending investigation.

The Soul Palace's guardians possessed strength at least at the Dou Zong level, making them quite capable helpers for Ye Hai.

The people on the road had gradually thinned out. Even within the safety of the fortified castle, ordinary free citizens had already retired early. Whether they were artisans, tailors, or merchants, they locked up their shops as soon as the last ray of sunlight vanished.

The rebel leader had lost contact with the soldiers beneath him, and it was now too late to gather personnel. In this kind of close-quarters street fighting that demanded individual combat capability, the rebels held virtually no advantage whatsoever.

Hearing that the background noise on Luo Kai's end was a bit loud over the phone, Mo Lan asked out of curiosity where he was. Luo Kai simply filled her in on what Niuniu had experienced at school today.

The Nameless One and the Sword Saint were rivals, but even more so, friends. Only through competing and inspiring one another could they find the greater drive to climb to the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Otherwise, having already become the number one under heaven and lacking any opponents, where would one find the goal for further advancement?

The spatial passage and the surrounding stellar sand grains accelerated in operation. With a deafening roar, a brilliant light illuminated a hundred thousand li before slowly fading into nothingness.

The meeting with Zhao Quan was scheduled for the afternoon of September 9th, at a private club in the capital.

The black-robed Star Lord let out a roar, and the long saber in his hand suddenly erupted with intense sword intent. Blended within this sword intent was a fierce dao law of the blade, which, combined with the law of speed, drastically multiplied his combat power. This blade ray was more blazing than the light of a comet; it directly tore through the river of time and slashed down upon Su San's avatar.

Why had nobody ever brought up such a good thing before?! That was because the prior conditions had simply not been met, a matter that had to start with broadcasting rights.

Making sure there were no issues, he walked into the first-floor lobby, squatted down inside the restroom, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and forcefully endured until the medicinal effect wore off.

In his view, although this person was a friend of his nominal master, they actually had no real connection to speak of.

"What do you mean driven? We just use horse whips," the eldest brother said in bewilderment. Many horses in the past were handled this way—did they really need to be pampered like young masters?

Some powerless worshippers who merely felt the shockwaves generated by the sword qi cutting through the air would still find it deeply uncomfortable.

The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword in Liu Shiyan's hand whipped up a storm of sword rain, vastly amplifying its astonishing momentum. Combined with her recent enlightenment into sword techniques, she launched a desperate, all-out assault. This reckless gambit caught the three of them completely off guard, astonishing them that, amidst such fierce offensive pressure, Sanniang still possessed such a lethal trump card.

After making a trip through the Shadow Realm, Chu Yun discovered that the strength of his soul had inexplicably increased quite a bit, and casting spells had suddenly become much easier. On the boat ride back, unable to practice combat magic, Chu Yun had worked on improving his proficiency in mental-type magic and accidentally mastered these two spells involving spiritual connection.

Walking all the way into a cave located in the back mountain, Chu Yun found that the back mountain of the Qianhua Temple bordered a sheer precipice. The coordinates of this cave were situated right on the cliff face, overlooking a profound abyss, accessible only through one specific, secure path.

At this moment, his opponent was undoubtedly a piece of juicy, fully ripened meat in his eyes. How could Han You possibly let him go so easily? The very second the opponent turned around, he unleashed the skill "Bullet Rain."