Volume 1, Chapter 37: Did You Arrange This?

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Clearly, after Ye Yan and the others had blinded countless “eyes” by various means, many might have survived, but they could no longer continue radiating golden light. In particular, the eye sockets scorched by the True Meaning of Thunder and the Three-Yang True Fire could no longer regenerate their eyeballs.

Bai Jiayu continued probing, trying to determine Zhou Zekai’s intentions. After the two of them exchanged several rounds of verbal thrusts and parries, Zhou Zekai finally made his demand.

“Just say that you injured yourself while practicing,” Su Ruhui said with an enigmatic smile as she leaned against him.

Yinji’s granduncle was Mingzhu, while Yinreng’s third uncle was Sotu—both were highly trusted ministers of the current emperor. The two men could be regarded as both rivals and friends. They often vied with each other in court affairs, yet in private they were boon companions and had an excellent relationship.

Did Yuan Zheng not want to return to the northern frontier? He probably dreamed of going back. However, he himself knew perfectly well that he had been sent to the capital as a “hostage.” Returning would be ideal, but if he could not, it made little difference.

“I have heard that Lady Tongiya is exceptionally virtuous and refined. The Tong family is placing great hopes on her,” the Noble Consort said with a smile.

Noble Consort Niohuru’s words fell only slightly short of directly saying that Lady Tongiya was aiming for the position of empress.

The sky of the demon realm was the same, an endless blood red. Demons of every race, regardless of strength, all wailed miserably.

Space could be expanded with the energy of the Five Elements, but transforming the resulting space into something with the rudiments of a world was extraordinarily difficult.

“Yueyue...” A soft, murmured cry arose in the silent living room. Its voice was filled with seductive allure, enough to make any normal man’s blood surge and his entire body throb with desire.

The clear light fell upon his body without seeping into his sea of consciousness, yet the amber that had been melting within it quietly dissolved completely.

So be it if she was merely a pawn. At least she had entered the game instead of remaining forever outside it, knowing nothing.

The Grade-S berries used to make experience candies had all been cultivated by Bai Feng with his cheat ability, so their flavor was naturally beyond compare.

Just as he was wondering whether he should go to the cemetery in the western suburbs first and discuss matters there, Sheng Nan brought it up of her own accord.

The last time Li Guanxuan went to Mo Prefecture, he had used a teleportation array to reach the outer city of Yongning Immortal City, then slipped away in secret. That was why he had attracted no one’s attention.

If he did not choose Emperor Gaozong of Song, then the final option would be Emperor Shizong of Song, but that would fail to highlight his magnificent achievements.

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With a third-layer Qi Refining cultivation, living to one hundred and eighty was no problem. Sixty-five was practically a short life by the standards of cultivators.

Zhao Xiaoyu felt only that immense force had pierced through his chest. His forward momentum stopped instantly, and his body shot backward at tremendous speed.

Yan Shu watched as Zhao Jun fumbled open the box himself, took out a strange sheet of objects, popped out a pill, and swallowed it.

It did not take long before Madam Jia’s complexion improved considerably. Color returned to her face, and she crawled back from the gates of death.

“Facts speak louder than words. I’ve already died twice—do you really think I wouldn’t learn my lesson?” Xue Jian lowered her eyes slightly and no longer looked at him.

The same was true of his subordinates. Each had reached the verge of frenzy and was on the point of resisting. Yet before they could act, an Eternal Spirit Race member glared at them furiously.

A sharp crack rang out. Something—perhaps a teacup—seemed to have been accidentally smashed on the other end of the line. Immediately afterward, the other party hung up.

Bai Yitian opened his mouth as if to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he nodded without objecting. In truth, he also wanted to settle the matter of the return journey properly. Otherwise, he might as well continue hiding like this.

At that moment, Xie Daoyun’s entire attention was focused on Gao Jingzong: every movement he made, every time he struck the bow, every note he played... every gesture, every expression, even every syllable he sang... all of it was intoxicating, making it impossible to tear oneself away.

Therefore, Murong Jun knew nothing about the details of the battle at Zan County, whereas Fu Jian knew them very well. Although he had contributed to the outcome, the Northern Command Army had in fact served as the main force.

Upon hearing Feng Zekai’s telepathic transmission, Su Fan slightly furrowed his brows. He did not reply, instead pretending not to have heard.

Now that Du Hengjiang had been eliminated, Beichen Muyun’s survival had become a serious problem.

“I’ll curse your whole family! You damned jinx—do you want me to tear out your mouth before you’ll be satisfied?” the square-faced black-armored general roared furiously.

Slice the lotus root, mince the meat, mix in the seasonings, coat it in refined flour, and place it in the oil. As for the uncut lotus-root sections, stuff soaked glutinous rice through the holes, seal the ends, and simmer them in a large pot.

Yet at the time, no one knew who had carried out the large-scale, indiscriminate bombing campaign against several commanderies. Under the propaganda offensive the Federation had prepared in advance, nearly everyone came to believe that it had been an atrocity committed by the rebel army.

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After a moment of silence, Liu Zhengde agreed to Ma Jun’s request. Although Liu Zhengde was not afraid of trouble, he did not want to become sworn enemies with Huang Lingjue.

Zhang Jiayue eagerly climbed up along the broken main beam. The air was thick with the smell of burning timber and protein, while wisps of ash drifted slowly down from the sky. It looked as though a black-and-gray blizzard of goose feathers were falling.

At the instant the explosion occurred, one could see feces spraying from his eyes, ears, nose, mouth—even every pore of his body, as though he were a ball of dough that had burst after being overfilled with red-bean paste.

She had personally witnessed Mubai’s appearance and Nan Yuechen’s sudden revelation of his identity. All of it had caught Jiang Luoyin completely off guard.

Yet strangely, they did not rush forward to avenge their companions. Instead, they charged at the uniformed soldiers who had fired the cannons.

Bai Li realized that the way to escape Bayan was to enter the next immortal island and immediately use a transformation spell to alter his appearance. As long as Bayan did not set his sights on him, there was a good chance he could shake him off.

The Main God plan was already imminent, but for now, the more important matter was Ma Jun’s plan to construct the Main God’s plane.

Feng Changchun rose from Marquis of Pacifying the North to Prince of Pacifying the North, launching northern expeditions year after year and slaughtering the Northern Di until their population withered. Fifty years earlier, the Northern Di wolf cavalry had numbered millions at the slightest provocation, sweeping across the northern border and keeping the emperors of Great Qian awake at night. Feng Changchun had reduced those millions of wolf riders to a force of three hundred thousand that required the entire nation’s strength to assemble.

They were plainly words that should have sounded arrogant, so why did they inspire listeners with an inexplicable surge of passion and a desire to submit? Anyone else saying them would have seemed conceited, yet when they came from her, why did they sound so utterly justified?

Although today’s events had given him quite a scare, they had also made him realize that beneath his mother’s cold and noble exterior, maintained for so many years, there was actually a worldly and violent heart.

Xia Tian nodded. Until now, even after recovering to the middle stage of Grain Abstinence, he had never gone all out. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to give it a try.

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