Volume 1, Chapter 53: Parting

Wanwan chuckled softly in Qin Tian's arms. The rich and intoxicating fragrance emanating from the beauty quietly drifted into Qin Tian's nose, completely captivating his mind.

The first thing she did upon waking up was to thoroughly look around. Finding no one else in sight, she began to weep softly while holding Liu Yan.

Seeing Qian Hai's smug expression, a smile crept onto Lin Tian's mouth. He looked equally pleased, and then gave Elder Luo a meaningful look.

When Hu Ruiming climbed out of the pond, drenched in cold water and looking like a drowned rat, the laughter at the scene grew even more uproarious.

"No way, Big Brother surely doesn't know that we are following them." Although Guo Yuan was not entirely certain himself, he still offered words of comfort.

"Then your current life must be quite wonderful. I heard that you enjoy Pompey's absolute trust and manage his confidential affairs with great proficiency; you must have received numerous rewards," Carabis said with a hint of flattery.

Therefore, the soldiers of Adrian strung many caltrops together with ropes, carrying them on their backs during routine marches. Now, they could easily toss them out to form a barrier within a distance of ten Roman feet ahead.

"It's fine, even if we go bankrupt, we'll just go find Liu Yan. As long as he has a bite to eat, he won't let us starve!" Ning Weiguo said cavalierly.

"They are attempting to make us abandon our route to Aqaba, disrupt our pace and mindset, and then drive us into some barren wilderness. That way, Labienus can trap us and easily annihilate our waterless army," Selha recognized Labienus's intention and said to Lepidus.

Over the past few days, Ryan and Onini had only been thinking about having fun and enjoying the game, without intentionally trying to complete any quests. As a result, the two of them currently held only a few virtually worthless numbered cards with serial numbers above one thousand.

"Haha, well thank you, Milord. By the way, Milord, I'd like to ask what guild upgrading is all about?" Taking advantage of the other party's amiable attitude, I hurriedly asked.

Unlike the previous two, this cavern truly lived up to the name of a cave. The interior consisted entirely of raw earth with not the slightest trace of decoration. I couldn't help but secretly lament how down on his luck the Lord of Zuma had become; with such formidable martial prowess, his home was nevertheless as crude as a primitive man's cave—I really felt a grievance on his behalf.

Countless rays of light pierced in and out of Huang Chenchen's body. He had gradually slipped into a hazy, dreamlike state, and his mind was drifting into a hypnotic trance. If a soft bed were to appear before him right now, he would probably collapse onto it instantly and fall soundly asleep.

As it happened, this Soul-Recalling Banner was in "dire need of maintenance" and required some serious patching up, so this fellow was frantically sending wonderful treasures for the banner to absorb and strengthen itself.

Sword essence changes according to one's realm of magical power—to be precise, it is a transformation derived from magical power, or an appendage thereof.

The smile on Cheng Qingshan's face faded as he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Indeed, there is a connection. Although that demon fox only has three tails, it is immensely powerful and should belong to the same clan as your father. They are not ordinary demon foxes, but rather descendants of the ancient Nine Heavens Celestial Foxes, which vanished many years ago."

"Once this sword is wielded, the feudal lords are reined in, and the entire world submits. This is the sword of the Son of Heaven!" As the sword was sheathed, the clouds dissipated, yet the overwhelming momentum lingered. Long after Bai Qi put the sword away, Huang Chenchen remained unable to recover his senses for a long time.

Wait, why did what those two were saying sound a bit strange? Ye Ling listened very carefully on the side; although he didn't know what grievances existed between them, he could roughly grasp the meaning from their dialogue.

The chaotically swirling rocks, grass, and trees constantly collided with one another. Before long, the vegetation was reduced to powder, and the boulders were pulverized into gravel.

The more irritated Yu Xinglang felt, the more he simply decided to log onto Weibo, select a few photos, and post an update.

The two traded blows, fighting from one end to the other. Their health bars remained relatively even, which meant that after fighting for over half a minute, they had merely been probing each other.

"Oh mom!" Lin Zaishan cried out in alarm, hurriedly activating his aura energy to its fullest extent to brake fiercely, finally landing heavily yet safely on the rooftop.

The wisp of soul belonging to Lu Shuangsheng that had originally been attached to her was extracted and was now floating right before her eyes.

"If Young Master Pei doesn't wish to give it, there's no need to force yourself." Pei Zijun finally loosened his stubbornly resisting hand.

Qi Kongming sensed danger multiple times during the combat. Fortunately, the opponent was unaware of the ice spirit he had revealed today, making it a surprise fatal blow.

The black Cayenne skillfully steered its wheel, striking Nian Xi's car with just the right amount of impact force before plunging into the river, kicking up a massive splash.

Qi Kongming sat serenely in his seat, watching several four-coin disciples ascend various martial arts platforms and begin sparring under the elders' signal.

"Holy shit, Jiang Ge, are you a demon?" Subconsciously rolling to the side, he felt as if he had crashed into something. Opening his eyes, he found himself back inside the car, curled up and slamming against the door. While letting out a sigh of relief, he began to complain frantically.

At a time like this, shouldn't the optimal dialogue be: "The mistake I made has nothing to do with others, please don't implicate anyone else, Gu Yuecheng knows nothing about this," followed by pushing Gu Yuecheng away with an expression of complete detachment?

The three frogs closest to Shulü collapsed and died, but the death of three frogs had virtually no impact on the army of nearly a thousand.

At this moment, Ye Ningyu was tilting her head, supporting it with one hand, seemingly murmuring something under her breath.

Hearing Lin Feng's utterly merciless words, Sister Hua's expression turned somewhat awkward, carrying a trace of anger as well.

Tang Feng's words instantly woke up the dreamer. Zhuang Teng was suddenly enlightened, breaking out in a cold sweat of anxiety as he clumsily fumbled for his phone and dialed Zhuang Kaihao's number.