Volume 1, Chapter 41: The Vanishing Woman (20)

"Hold your positions, everyone! Evade the enemy's main cannons at all costs!" Upon receiving the report from the chief sensor officer, Rajeev leaned forward, shouting to encourage his crew.

"It is you I should be thanking, Uncle Benbo. If you hadn't uncovered the truth, I would have carried this stigma for who knows how long, perhaps even remaining in the dark forever thanks to those people." As Uncle Wuqingbo spoke, he shot a hateful glare at his nephew, causing Wu Liqing to shrink back instantly.

Counting them up, of the first generation of disciples of the Jade Purity Chan Sect, only Master Lingbao, Chi Jingzi, and I remained without a path forward. Now, with my cultivation base shattered and my foundations ruined, who knows how many years it will take to transcend and attain true freedom.

"If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself." Old Dao narrowed his eyes, a cryptic smile playing on his face.

New York in the 1930s was poorer and more backward than the city hosting the 31st Summer Olympics. Various chaotic classes were at the peak of confrontation, yet thanks to effective disaster relief, New York had attracted a massive influx of population and was gradually taking on the appearance of a future metropolis.

"This is Mr. Elun von, of the Count von family of Lannister," Princess Lina said, hurriedly introducing the next person for fear her mother would keep questioning Roy.

After Du Yao and her party had been gone for a long time, someone finally remembered that Yi Han had disappeared along with them. Hearing this, Situ Junlong’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. He was truly speechless, but he had no heart to worry about Yi Han now. Since the fellow wouldn't be in any mortal danger remaining at the Demon Emotion Palace, he decided to leave him be for the time being.

In the distance, a burly man stood with an encouraging, instigating air, while a tall, thin boy with a baby face stood there nervously, holding a bouquet of vibrant roses obtained from who knows where.

The Silver Fox captain decided to fight to the death. In truth, barring any accidents, the outcome of this lopsided battle was already clear. Yet, those who do not know are innocent; Roy actually felt a hint of admiration for this lecherous-looking but hot-blooded fox captain.

"Why did you say 'also'?" Guan Ying keenly seized on the keyword in Jin Yanling's remark.

Du Xuetao tapped the stone beside him excitedly, signaling the location of the stone's hidden mechanism to Dao Sansheng with his eyes.

Qi Hengchuan wore a grave expression. How was he supposed to get this bandit leader to reveal information willingly?

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Dao Sansheng, who had been walking perfectly well a moment ago, suddenly collapsed to the ground, curling up and clutching his abdomen. This time, he didn't cry out, only gritted his teeth as sweat streamed down his face. After a moment, the man stopped his hand seals, and only then did Dao Sansheng uncurl his body.

Wang Pengzhi could see that Li Yunzhe was in a bad state; he seemed depressed, unshaven, and appeared as if he hadn't washed or groomed himself in a long time.

He walked straight up to Luo Yue and pulled her along, but she refused to go with him and shook off his hand.

"Aunt, don't trouble yourself. I just want to chat with you and Uncle for a while," Lingfeng said, hurriedly helping his aunt to sit down.

Although this assassination was not primarily aimed at Yi Menglong, it was intended to eliminate the experts around him, laying the foundation for his eventual removal.

Among every hundred demigods, perhaps only one reached that realm through this specific method.

A schoolgirl named Chen Lu graduated from high school and moved to a coastal province, eventually finding work at a company after several setbacks. Years later, unwilling to remain behind, Chen Lu quit her job to venture into the world of business. After struggling for years and tasting all the bitterness of life, she finally carved out a world of her own.

Gu Jie nodded. Once everything was arranged, he gave Mada a string of numbers, telling him to use that frequency to contact him, as it should be enough to reach them.

The python shed its old skin, slithering out with a sleek body, and killed the guarding soldiers with a breath of flame.

Sounds from all directions flooded his ears: the pitter-patter of raindrops hitting the ground, the sound of the boys patting the rain off their clothes upon arriving home, and the parents waiting for their children at the doorstep. And the deity wearing his rib necklace sat at the entrance of the house.

He did not know if his tactic of reasoning with them would be effective; perhaps they would realize their mistakes, or perhaps they would become enraged and give him a beating.

Originally, this was not a major issue, and at least he hadn't taken it to heart. Young people are all arrogant at times, and since Cao Feng and the hotel staff had already received their due punishment, there was no need to make things difficult for others.

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How could he not understand that the tomb keeper was clearly baiting him? He would not fall for the tomb keeper's trap.

A second beam followed, but due to overheating, the main cannon ultimately collapsed, and the attack was cut short halfway through. Immediately after, a violent explosion erupted on the *Aegis of the North*, and half of its hull fell away in the process.

Chen Bolin thought Yu Moxi was sad because of Liu Huahua and felt somewhat nervous.

Throughout the conversation between Alidov and Wochi just now, the captain had tried to interfere several times, but the result was that Wochi remained completely misled by Alidov, never once sensing the captain's presence.

He then took a heavy look at Bai Zimo before turning to leave, returning with water to gently wipe him down.

Faced with the Frost King's question, Egos fell silent. If he wanted to escape this script, what was he to do?

Ji Ruoli said nothing upon hearing this, but just before boarding the carriage, he glanced sideways at Liufeng. The look was hard to describe, but to Liufeng, it meant exactly that—and the sharp, blade-like glint in his eyes was clearly there because he knew too much.

Population, military expenditures, and provisions; most importantly, from the Emperor down to the aristocratic clans of the Jin Dynasty, almost no one wanted to return to the North. Not to mention the embarrassing tale of how a Northern Expedition was once called off because a noble scion was scared to death by the Hu people.