Volume One, Chapter 28: Too Bad for These Two Little Brats

As they reached the fork in the Heavenly Path, the Scholar Sovereign made his move. With a wave of his hand within the realm, a sliver of light appeared on one of the side paths beneath the junction.

"Hmph! Who would believe your nonsense? Do you even believe it yourself? Save those words for the King of Hell. You beast! Come and meet your death!" After Fang Jiren roared, he gripped his saber with both hands, raised it high, and brought it down with all his might. With a "crack" and a "squelch," Wang Hu’s head rolled to the ground, and his stone body collapsed.

He quickly composed himself, drove to the company, went straight to Xia Ruoxi’s office, and told her what the Premier had informed him.

It turned out that Long Yu had been focused on searching for a piece of jade, leaping and darting through the Jade Marrow Peaks. It was only when he heard a voice that he realized someone was following him. He was not used to interacting with others, so he ignored what Yin Ling said and hid in a secluded spot to play with his jade, seeking peace and quiet.

However, a remark that Xuanyuan Beidou considered perfectly objective incensed all the powerhouses present. Even if Xuanyuan Beidou could kill the Mother Whip with a mere flick of his hand, this comment was simply too insulting! They were, after all, supreme experts; how could they be expected to meekly leave behind their last words?

The Premier and the Chairman, who had just been amused, were now unable to smile at the scene before them, their heads aching once more.

He had just been meditating for a while, but he couldn't quiet his mind, so he went out for a stroll. He happened to see Fang Li mutter a spell and throw a piece of paper at Bruce, leaving Bruce in this sorry state.

The Prince of Yan, dressed in casual attire and surrounded by a few guards, strolled into the courtyard. Seeing the monk and the Taoist sitting there, seemingly debating something, he chose not to disturb them. He waved the guards away and sat down on a stone chair in the courtyard himself.

A few days later, Li Qingluo was married into the Prince of Qing’s manor. It was said that she had tried to refuse the marriage by starving herself and attempting to hang herself. To avoid any further incidents, Prime Minister Li had her bound in her room and had her stuffed into the bridal sedan when the time came for the wedding.

Seeing a giant broadsword swinging toward his forehead, Li Si’s mouth curled into an eerie arc.

Upon entering, the dim, yellowish wall lamp cast an amber glow over the tidy and spacious room, where a paused film played on the opposite wall.

In a cave where one could not see their own hand, a pair of eyes as deep as the stars appeared, glancing slightly toward a certain part of the Changyuan Forest.

As for the other group—the locals of Chang'an and those from the surrounding areas who had long hoped to join the Royal Commercial Group—they were deeply dissatisfied with the discriminatory conditions of the recruitment.

***

The yellow and red patterns, the countless legs, the twisting body—Savi had never realized that a centipede could be so terrifying.

Society develops, and humanity progresses. This is a fact we have always emphasized. But when Spartan Nebula stepped off the spaceship, Luo Ran realized how wrong that statement was. At least in his era, the overall power of humanity lagged far behind the intelligent races of Earth.

"Since no one is raising the bid, can we announce the result?" Luo Ran’s gaze softened as it landed on Xing Rou.

These assassins had been caught, but whether others were still hiding among the refugees was hard to say.

As the figures drew closer, Lu Yun and the others noticed that one of them carried a greatsword on his back, his silhouette somewhat resembling Su Ha.

In a corner of the cell, on the only wooden bed, lay a man in grey robes with disheveled hair, graying at the temples. He closed his eyes gently, looking at peace; this was Qu Jin, the leader of the heinous pirates.

Because the principal no longer needed to preside over any activities other than the key handover, he quietly slipped away to begin handling official business.

"Old man, I am truly sorry to have troubled you with this trip," Qin Tian said to the old man with a touch of guilt once he finally had a moment of leisure, knowing full well how much the elder valued peace and quiet.

Buyu did not struggle; she simply spread her arms. She sank to the bottom of the lake until a hand reached out, pulled her up, and slowly lifted her from the depths, breaking the surface.

Liu Ling gradually regained consciousness and saw the hand that was supporting him; it was Yun Que, a hand he knew all too well.

Recently, Yu Ming had been riding a wave of success. The profits from drugs had blinded him; he bought a Mercedes-Benz and started wearing expensive watches, no longer relying on his family. He felt he had gained great status, and for a time, even the old men in his family began to look at him with new respect.

However, hard work pays off. After more than twenty years of painstaking practice, Granny Yandu finally mastered the "Ten Thousand Phoenixes Facing the Phoenix," and her power increased dramatically.

Qin Shaojie shook his head, quickly casting the thought from his mind. This wouldn't do; he couldn't act like that. If he did, he would become a demon himself.

***

Listening to Su Ming's voice, there was not a hint of haste or panic; his breathing was steady, and he did not seem to be injured.

Wang Hen spoke to the old woman almost in tears, but the old woman was struck dumb. How could she tell Wang Hen about her heritage, or about her mother and father?

Dai Dongguan was brought in for questioning, but he revealed that the chicken soup left the previous night had not been touched. For Long Chuxia, this was the strangest thing imaginable; as long as there was delicious food, she would have returned even from the grave.

Buyu walked into the cave, the cold and damp climate making her hug her arms. Listening to the rain, she drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

The factory floor was not very large; the hundred-square-meter workshop looked more like an auto repair shop, with only two giant, rusted gears looming on either side.

Even so, to the Japanese Navy, the "Takao"-class heavy cruiser remained a "flawed" warship, and in this unprecedented great naval battle, its inherent defects would lead to fatal consequences.

After speaking, she poured two glasses of water, handed one to Liu Yihua, and then downed her own in one gulp. Yes, she was truly exhausted and thirsty.

I sneered to myself, thinking that perhaps the days I had spent with Leng Feng had indeed made me frivolous, giving me a sense of borrowed power. Now, suddenly, I was back to my old life, without bodyguards and no longer living in that magnificent villa.

The increasing frequency of these requested reports was enough to imply that the time for war was imminent, and the target of the attack was Dalian Port.