Chapter 103: The Relic of the Time God

Because Zhu Jiuyin attained enlightenment through virtuous deeds, he underwent transformation rather than facing a thunder tribulation.

However, although both Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu achieved enlightenment through virtue, there were differences between them. Houtu was a predestined Dao Ancestor; when she attained the Dao, the Great Way had long prepared everything for her. Once she became enlightened, countless treasures naturally descended from the heavens into her hands, enabling her to smoothly take control of the cycle of reincarnation and the authority of the Earth Dao Ancestor.

Zhu Jiuyin’s path was not the same!

Zhu Jiuyin attained the Dao with only...

Moreover, the military aspect was utterly unfamiliar to Zhao Jun; he had absolutely no confidence in that area.

Ru Hua and Si Qi also urged Grandma Qin not to worry, repeatedly assuring her that the Young Lady was well aware of the situation, displaying an attitude of unwavering trust in her.

“Everyone, go and seize the token! If you fail, all will be executed!” Huang Feihe shouted in anger and humiliation.

During this reception, Qiao Fengqi used his eloquence to persuade Wei Shi, who agreed that after Mu Yun Ge gave birth, they would arrange for her to be escorted back to Zhao Kingdom.

I feigned hesitation for a moment before asking, “How did you get in touch with Bai Ye?” This was truly a point of great curiosity for me, and Bai Ye had not told me about it at all. Had he not spoken up just in time before I said anything, I might have accidentally revealed that I had already been in contact with him.

Satisfied with the experience gained, Nie Xuan began to showcase his prowess around the grasslands. One hundred seventy experience points were quite substantial; after defeating fifty wild wolves and submitting the task, he was confident he would be promoted to level six.

In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Xuan’s left hand cast the rope, wrapping it horizontally around the mast at the stern of the ship. At the same time, she pulled hard, and her body curved around before the sword light, circling the mast once before landing beside Hua Yichen.

Shang Hao furrowed his brow, clearly unable to grasp An Hui’s meaning, but he understood that An Hui was merely placating him.

Hearing this, Nie Xuan had no reluctance at all, eagerly pulling out the transforming tree and handing it over to the imprint master.

Not long after finishing her meal, Nurse called for Wang Zhihua. Upon reaching the door of the operating room, Wang Zhihua glanced back at Yan Zhi, who smiled and gestured encouragement. Wang Zhihua forced a crooked smile and then turned to enter.

With a dedicated cook, the food quality for the Star Glory Mercenary Group immediately improved by several levels, prompting more members to voice genuine praise.

The doctors and nurses nearby were all startled; the doctor gripped by Ye Chengxuan turned pale with fear. Just then, Xia Xueqing was pushed out of the operating room.

Ling Yu glanced at Zhao Dashan and said, “Let’s go too; we need to hunt two hundred exotic beasts.” The two raised their weapons, brimming with fighting spirit, and chose to head northward into the spatial domain.

Meng Zhu’s head buzzed with confusion. Gu Liang had sacrificed himself? That Si Ying, who had waited and hoped for so long, who had resolutely stood by him amid the gunfire; the Military Strategist Yu, who had blushed during her wedding and told her that they would marry by year’s end — had he truly fallen? How could fate be so cruel? How could it be?

In such an environment, a bloodied head was bowed against the windshield. Though the hair was short, it was disheveled beyond recognition, the face obscured.

She watched him quietly. After three years together, she wanted to know what he would say to her now. She had hurt a heart that loved her fervently for his sake, forcibly suppressing her own deep pain. Facing such a fragile piece of paper, what would he say to her?

“Si Ming, about the matters of Nanzi, I… I’m sorry!” For Si Ming, she ultimately owed him this apology, though she knew it would not heal the wounds in his heart, not even a little. Still, she had to say it, for saying it eased her own heart somewhat.

“However, Young Marshal, I’m afraid the hospital cannot accommodate so many wounded at once,” Ruan Jingyuan reminded.