Chapter 43: Reunited After a Brief Parting

Fang Zhixu’s trip to Jiangcheng was primarily for business.

His flight landed in the middle of the night, and he headed out early the next morning to attend a meeting at Jiang Airlines to discuss design concepts for new aircraft components.

That evening, Song Renqiu, the chief engineer of Jiang Airlines, and his wife invited him to dine at Huiyuan, a garden-style restaurant in Jiangcheng known for its unique atmosphere.

For this private gathering, he instructed Cheng Mu to pick up Zhao Baitong and specifically asked him to deliver a qipao for her to wear.

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Although he was a peak Qi-Sea realm martial artist, he possessed only one quasi-holy weapon, which he had obtained from his sect only after surviving several brushes with death and painstakingly accumulating enough contribution points.

However, whatever Shang Qiyuan might have said, it was enough to keep Xiao Ran from even returning home to Tang Jia.

With a single strike of his sword, Xu Xing sent the leader of the Saw-Tailed Crocodile clan flying. He then swung his blade again, unleashing a howling torrent of sword energy that enveloped the two other Saw-Tailed Crocodile warriors who were attempting to ambush him.

Perhaps caught off guard by the mention of Shang Yuanjing, Shang Zhuoyan withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Jia. Her expression was filled with melancholy, especially under the shroud of late night. Shang Zhuoyan wanted to say something, but realized that any words would be futile.

In the so-called peaceful and prosperous era of the Taikang Reign, life for the common people was even harder. Crushed by the household tax system imposed by Emperor Wu of Jin, they could barely breathe, and countless families chose to hang themselves in despair.

Unlike other contractors, he and Lingyuzi had not had a moment of respite since that morning.

Now that he had become her husband, did that mean she would have to be prepared for a war to defend her marriage at all times?

How could anyone in this world fire five hundred arrows in one go on the battlefield? Even Li Guang of the Former Han Dynasty would not have been able to achieve such a feat.

The audience, who had been somewhat weary, immediately perked up upon hearing the bald middle-aged man’s words, and they began to speak out loudly one by one.

Xiao Ran wanted to say more, but she could no longer find her voice. Her vision began to darken in waves, and she felt as if she would suffocate to death in the next second.

Under Zhang Le’s curious gaze, Ling Fei strode away on her long legs. Before long, she stopped beside a restroom. Her phone indicated that her previous call had been automatically disconnected due to no answer, so she dialed the number again. Immediately, a clear ringtone echoed nearby.

Jiang Wei was certain that the recipe for the fire-resistance potion in his hand was absolutely unique in the entire country. If any other pharmacist possessed such a formula, it would surely spark a storm on the forums.

"Fair enough," Long Tianwei laughed. "In that case, this young master shall demonstrate my unparalleled, heaven-defying, and invincible gambling skills for you all to witness! Someone, hurry up and wake up Young Master Zheng. What if he tries to play dumb later by claiming he didn't see it? Seeing is believing, after all," Long Tianwei said with earnest gravity.

On the outermost perimeter were the ten disciples of the Cold-Blooded Sovereign, and the six War King aides of the Life-and-Death Sovereign, Shi Changxiao. Even the weakest among them was at least a War Emperor powerhouse.

The others were left behind in that primeval forest forever. Some of their remains were recovered, but for others, nothing could be found; only their personal gear, firearms, and traces of blood remained, likely having been picked clean by the beasts of the jungle long ago.

"I saw many of them over a thousand years ago, but I haven't seen any since. However, I did catch a glimpse of one ten years ago," the old locust tree replied.

One must first achieve an Immortal Body, and only then can the soul break through, allowing one to enter the realm of an Immortal Sovereign.

The rear command center was responsible for the broad battlefield, while the commanders on the front lines oversaw their specific sectors.

Immediately, under Su Xi'er's puzzled gaze, he picked up his brick-sized phone, found the number from earlier, and dialed it. Soon enough, the call connected.

Amidst the worry and anticipation of the crowd, Chu Tianyu’s swaying body finally collapsed.

The maidservants, seeing that Li Qitang’s demeanor and tone suggested he was someone reliable, swarmed forward to support the Second Aunt and carried her into the inner chamber.