Volume 1, Chapter 35: A Token of Affection

Wang Jie stood in the distance, watching the Second Demon Lord’s actions, his heart sinking. It seemed that today would indeed be troublesome; the current Second Demon Lord possessed power that was, if anything, superior to Bai Ruoshuang’s. The true battle was likely about to begin.

Huan Xue and Qiu Qing did not know where to put the items, nor did Cheng Jingjing. The three of them stared blankly with six eyes at the strange furnishings filling the room.

Shen Yashen watched the direction in which they fled, a cunning smile playing on her lips, before she turned and headed in the opposite direction.

"Indeed, the Yangtian Alliance has just unified Tianhai University and certainly has matters to attend to," Xing Ming agreed with a nod.

Cultivators go against the heavens, and beyond the jealousy of the heavens, which sends down tribulation lightning as punishment, there is the brutal reality: if one fails to pass this trial, body and soul are extinguished, doomed to eternal destruction.

"However, with your disposition, no matter how great your innate wisdom, it is useless; you will never achieve greatness," the old man finished, stroking his silvery-white beard.

I had just gathered a surge of true energy when my body was firmly pinned down, forcing that energy back into my core. A sweetness rose in my throat, and I felt something spill into my mouth, slowly trickling from the corner of my lips.

I was intimately familiar with every street and alleyway here. It felt as though my former life had been stored away in the long river of memory like a dream. Seeing every blade of grass and tree now, I was filled with deep emotion.

"BOOM!!!" An invisible force, imbued with immense pressure, crushed the old men into nothingness. A bottomless chasm stretched across the entire Mist Ninja Village, appearing to split the dilapidated village in two.

Should I tell Prince Xiaoyao? I glanced at the tightly shut wooden door. He did not want to see me at all, and I had no idea what had gotten into him or why he was so furious.

That day, Qin Zhen dressed in white, gold-trimmed ceremonial robes, tidying himself up as he awaited Jun Ling's arrival.

Under Liu Zirang's instigation, Third Master Liu issued a strict order within the Liu family: no one was to advocate for Liu Minghao any longer, and there were even plans to strike Liu Minghao’s name from the family genealogy.

After returning, Old Lady Xu kept them working incessantly. For the past few days, Tian Dahe and Ma Dahua had not been lazy in the slightest; they spent all their time working for the Tian family, leaving them no time to visit Tian Daju or care for their own two sons.

For now, it did not seem like it; this zombie’s limbs were stiff, making it look more like the traditional zombies seen in old films.

Zhan Qianche scanned his surroundings to confirm the positions of his men, and as he looked up, he saw Shangguan Wei'er descending from the second floor. She was dressed in red, her charming smile radiant, though her eyes held a strange, unsettling glint.

Having said this, he spat out a mustard-yellow bead from his mouth. The bead was crystal clear, glowing with a bizarre light in the dim cave.

Zhang Yue immediately lost his nerve. He was just a keyboard warrior who could say anything online, but in reality, he was a total coward.

Tai was the most obedient to Ji Zei, doing exactly as he was told, and he returned with a tiger skin he had seized to use for punishment.

"Manager Xu, long time no see." With a composed smile, Jiang Yingyue reached out to greet him, but unexpectedly, Manager Xu deliberately hesitated in his steps.

It was understandable, though; Bakula had once been a messenger of the Main God, and the measures he set in place were naturally not something an ordinary cultivator could break.

"He wreaked havoc during Iron Fan’s wedding, was executed on the spot by her husband, and was turned into a fatty-beef hotpot to serve the other demons!" the Old Fox King said.

Though the divine blade Ba Chi was a sharp weapon, it was not in the same league as the Cheng Ying and Han Guang swords carried by Jiang Lu. Yao Ji possessed infinite strength, and after clashing with the Herculean Shaoyu and Xiang Liang, the divine blade suffered two nicks.

Bai Yu narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the bouquet of flowers in Heitong’s hands. Bringing a bouquet every day—does he think I’m not here?

Then there was Karavana, the big sister who looked so reliable but was actually the clumsiest of them all. Although everyone had explicitly told her she didn't need to help, breaking plates, ruining clothes, and tripping on flat ground were already part of her daily routine.

"Sir, your French feast is ready... it's just the tableware..." The waiter looked at the extra person, Ratika, in the room and was speechless. They had only prepared seven sets of tableware according to the number of guests, but clearly... there were not enough now.

However, since Li Yin could not achieve instant casting, the soul of the Prince of Huaiyin finally seized the gap in Li Yin's attack to strike back.

The fact that the tall Zhao Gao had been sent flying ten feet by an eight-year-old Jiang Lu had become a popular anecdote in the Xianyang Palace, and the eccentric nature of Young Master Jiang Lu, who would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, made everyone in the palace fear him.

Suddenly, several special forces soldiers lunged forward. The enemy artillery crew hurriedly raised their submachine guns to fire, but it was too late. A volley from the soldiers’ submachine guns rang out, and the dense rain of bullets instantly turned the enemy artillerymen into a sieve.

"The bad news is that your Adjutant Xue has been kidnapped by the Military Statistics Bureau. He has defected and is now appearing in Nanjing as the artillery shells attacking our Division Commander Zheng," Colonel Zou nodded and said.

Thinking that such a heavy box had actually been carried up by two unassuming young men, the officers and leaders were too astonished to speak!

In this way, the enemy tanks' speed was greatly reduced. Tanks, as highly assault-oriented land equipment, relied on a one-burst charge; once they stopped, their combat effectiveness plummeted, and the threat to the defensive positions held by Big Yellow Tooth and his men was simultaneously diminished.