Volume One, Chapter 34: Divide and Conquer

"I must say, I admire your magnanimity, Lord of Hundred Flowers City." The Third Prince let out a loud laugh, followed suddenly by this inexplicable remark. The Lord of Hundred Flowers City froze, and in the next moment, feeling as though he had been toyed with, his expression darkened.

Mokarubin saw the grain and could only cast a strange look toward Aimo, who stood beside Vivian. He remembered Princess Vivian as once being incredibly humble, polite, and devoid of guile. But now, it seemed she had not only grown arrogant but far more calculating.

The items in the shop were merely for display. Thus, even though nothing was for sale here, they still received guests.

Seeing the ten thousand snakes break free from their constraints, the ninja known as Sasuke Medical shouted and leapt to his feet. If they did not join the battle now, Mei Terumi would surely be devoured by the ten thousand snakes.

On the other side, Lu Ming was absolutely furious. He never imagined that, even after he had dispatched his Demon Warlock to assist, Ye Jinsheng’s Black Bird would still be slaughtered by the opponent. How could he not be enraged?

Moreover, under the current circumstances, the imperial city was in such chaos that even if someone noticed, they would not pay heed to such weak fluctuations of magical energy.

After two days and two rounds of discussions, Link and the Peru delegation agreed on a preliminary framework for negotiations.

Li Sanyu trembled uncontrollably, his teeth chattering with a rhythmic click. This was the first time in his life he had felt death so close.

A sharp, piercing pain suddenly shot through the left arm of the Lord of Hundred Flowers City. Fighting the urge to curse, he kicked out at Wei Chang. With a sharp "rip," the Lord of Hundred Flowers City’s sleeve tore away, and Wei Chang’s figure plummeted toward the red "pool water" ahead.

This allowed them to win the match easily, not only completing the mission for Yang Chao but also regaining enough face for their FK Club.

They arrived outside the emergency room and saw only An Yalun standing there. Upon seeing them enter, he did not say a word, his expression grave.

"It is because we were once husband and wife, isn't it?" Jun Wuxie saw the struggle and pain in Luo Qingyue and offered a comforting smile.

Now that he hadn't made his intentions perfectly clear, she could still play the fool. But if he were to say it all, if he were to truly confess, would she have to accept him against her own heart just to save the Lin Corporation?

Ling Yuxuan had lived with Luo Qingyue for a long time; usually, if Qingyue was unhappy, she could tell at a glance.

Murong Shengxiao, however, acted as if he hadn't heard. He produced a piece of paper from somewhere and looked at the news on it regarding her. Not a single thing he wanted to find was there, while everything he didn't want to know was.

"You care about her very much?" Murong Hongyuan asked again, feeling a complex mix of emotions as the words left her lips.

"Don't move!" With several shouts, a few burly young men appeared at the doorway. Ignoring the muzzle of the gun in Xue Xiaoni's hand, they charged straight in.

Seeming to understand Nan Wuyou’s words, Jun Wuxin looked at Rong Qian and Xuanyuan Tianyue without his previous repulsion, his eyes instead filled with deep contemplation.

Jin Shengzhe’s gaze shifted from the cold, shimmering blade of Liu Hongming to his hot-blooded face.

He couldn't possibly bring her along on this trip to find Hu Meier, so after packing briefly, he left the Ling sisters behind to look after her.

Yingyu the Pill Emperor felt rage in his eyes. Yongdao the Pill Emperor was making Qin Yang a target for everyone; he meant to harm him.

Han Bo only wanted to return to District 7 alone to wander around. He wanted to see what District 7 had become after ten years. This feeling was akin to homesickness.

How could Jian Chen possibly be in two places at once, fighting on the battlefield of the Miao territory while simultaneously traveling all over the world of martial arts to commit murder?

While slightly adjusting Guo Mingxuan’s position, Yang Yi slowly raised his other hand, pressing the muzzle of the shotgun against Guo Mingxuan’s forehead, and stared coldly at Guo Qingzhu.

Leaving the office, Yang Yi did not return the way he came. Instead, he walked out through the main entrance, deep in thought about the Holy Sect. He had only taken a few steps when he heard the voice of a young man.

"Yes, Boss, you are right. Getting a deposit from those losers is good enough; expecting the final payment is nothing but a pipe dream." The skinny man quickly agreed.

Blood soaked his clothes, but Juhun dared not even perform the simple act of wiping the corner of his mouth. Instead, beads of cold sweat broke out across his forehead and face, mixing with the blood and making his face look utterly filthy.

This gathering, though held on Mount Emei, was not initiated by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, but was held by the decree of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Xing An’s condition was already dire; how could he endure the next two days with such severe injuries?

The commander looked back at the surveillance footage, just in time to see his subordinate, a lieutenant colonel, have his chest split open by an imperial blade. Yet, before falling, the man still swung his own saber, slaying an enemy who had approached to claim his head.

Bai Ye’s footsteps faltered. She saw the hot tears slowly gathering in her eyes until they finally brimmed over, the intense longing evident in her expression, before the sorrowful tears slid down her cheeks.

The bleeding had only just been staunched, and the wound had not yet been dressed; the stopped blood already showed signs of slowly beginning to flow again.

Wu Xi nodded faintly without a word, then sat at the zither set up by the servants in the center of the hall. With a pluck of a string with his right hand, he made everyone’s heart skip a beat.

This move was incredibly powerful. Even with the super-strong defense of the Giant Tunneling Python, a direct hit to the head would undoubtedly result in certain death.

Xuan Yue held Xing An tightly, her fingernails almost digging into his back. The sensation in the water was surprisingly pleasant.

Even the usually steady Qi Jian and Baili Yun nodded frequently, feeling that if Lin Lingfeng proceeded in this manner, even if Yuan Taiyue did not win the Sanfeng Award, his reputation would reach a new level.

Over the next few days, Bai Ye remained in seclusion to cultivate. No one came to the side courtyard to disturb her; it seemed everyone was running around in a panic over the matter of Bai Xiaoyan.