Volume 1, Chapter 31: Deceived

Zhao Fengnian stood at the entrance of the courtyard with Feng Tiaoyushun. Hearing no sounds of weeping from within, but rather an atmosphere of great joy, he was filled with surprise and suspicion. Stepping into the courtyard, he dismissed the two maids and walked inside.

The Nine-Tailed Fox King had participated in the Great War of the Demon Realm back in the day; the fact that she was still alive was proof of her formidable power. The three youths of that era had suffered a drastic decline in strength and turned to become Feng Shui masters, all due to the actions of the Nine-Tailed Fox King.

As she spoke, she rose and added, "I am going to the docks now to speak with Chief Xu. I’m sure they will be able to take on this job." With that, she hurried out and rushed toward the docks.

"Forget it. If there is nothing else, I will be leaving. I am very sorry about what just happened." Hong Xiang walked toward the door, just as a waiter pushed a dining cart inside.

"Even those at the Spirit Nirvana stage would likely be severely injured if they came here!" Hong Xiang’s gaze flickered as he stared into the distance; the void was trembling, and a massive rift was appearing.

The two exchanged a few more jokes. Ruixue offered some polished rice, and when Sister Qian could not refuse, she said she would have Qian Heitan deliver the charcoal as soon as he returned. Ruixue thanked her and took her leave.

Lv Wansan knew that no matter what, the few of them were still far stronger than those around them.

Ye Ning secretly shook his head. He had not expected Lian Xing to be so reserved; her performance during the trial was actually subtly surpassing that of Yue Xuan.

However, Ruixue took these words to heart. It wasn't for any other reason, but because her family had so many mouths to feed, yet they possessed not a single acre of paddy or dry land. It would be fine in ordinary times, as they could simply buy grain at the store, but if a year of famine were to strike, it would be disastrous to have no reserves.

A man who appeared to be a subordinate stood beside Nie Keda and whispered to him, his expression one of hesitation.

I had not slept all night, but this level of exhaustion did not affect my energy at all. It was only at dawn that I drifted into a light sleep.

However, I had underestimated the functions of the Dark Night Armor. As my strength waned, it absorbed seventy percent of the impact, failing to cause any harm to the person inside.

***

Watching from outside the formation, Taoist Huanglong could clearly see that the Ten Absolute Formation had become a world unto itself, completely isolated from the outside.

Everyone was stunned, but a voice filled with profound regret suddenly descended from beyond the nine heavens.

Seeing the situation turn dire, Kuanyong hurriedly grabbed the Fool’s hand. In an instant, the tidal skirt armor on her body faded away, replaced by a radiant golden suit of armor featuring mechanical-like steel wings sprouting from its back.

When the sky was fully bright, I was awakened by a commotion. Getting up, I saw that a platform had been erected on the surface of the lake, with a two-to-three-hundred-square-meter arena in the center.

In their hands was the complete underground structural map that Ye Zi had just handed over a few days ago.

After Denton released the news, it was already too late. Public opinion blossomed across the entire country like a giant bomb.

Unable to rely on Rong'er, I focused my attention on the Star-Fixing Compass, wondering if it could determine our location in the world of dark matter.

The Madam of Chang'an Marquis stood with her mouth agape, not knowing how to retaliate, inadvertently revealing the two front teeth with a hole in the middle, which caused the handsome young men opposite to burst into laughter from time to time.

Overall, his assessment of the Crown Prince was: young and playful, his character not yet set; he might have many flaws, but he was also a piece of unpolished jade. As long as the Directorate of Palace Affairs provided proper guidance, there was a great possibility the Crown Prince would become a wise monarch.

"Of course," Su Chongmiao said, then proceeded to recount every detail of his conversation with Lu Chen.

Following a roar, Lin Shixiong leaped once more, soaring two hundred meters into the air. This was his limit, and with another wild burst of power, he charged toward the two "Ancient Giants."

Shen Yuhong aimed at the bright yellow banners within the Western Yan enemy ranks. With a resolute gaze, he drew his bowstring, which emitted a sharp "twang" as he released the arrow, infused with killing intent.

***

"Very well, wait ten breaths." Qin Zheng had never been one for unnecessary words; he reached out and made a gesture in the air.

Indeed, counting the people around Liu Bang on one's fingers, only Fan Kuai could hold his own against Liu Kan. Even if Xiahou Ying and Zhou Bo joined forces, they might not be able to defeat that fellow. Moreover, Liu Kan had Guan Ying by his side, who looked equally formidable.

"Do you trust him that much? We don't even know his origins," Lola raised the key question once again.

"Why?" the Commander shouted, nearly collapsing. He could not comprehend such a situation no matter how he tried.

The vast majority of the Anxi garrison troops came from Kunzhou, where almost every household was in mourning. The white banners and lanterns hung by the common people were not just for the public memorial, but because there were deaths in their own families.

How could the pampered and arrogant Huang Mao endure such a loss? Yet, he lacked the courage to confront them head-on.

Cultivating this method using the secret techniques of the Qianji Sect, one draws upon the power of the stars, gathering it into the body to manipulate the heavenly laws of time, unleashing a thunderous strike in a split second.

Lin Jian hesitated upon hearing this; he was unsure if this was the right time to discuss these things with Tang Yan.

Seeing that the Penglai Immortal was about to go on another tangent, Xuan Yuan couldn't help but feel a headache. He quickly raised his hand to stop him. He had long known that the Penglai Immortal was extremely focused on his own fields of interest, but seeing it today, he truly witnessed the intensity of a "scientific fanatic."

The lightning tribulation finally brewed to the point of descending. A sharp glint appeared on Xuan Yuan’s incredibly handsome face. He looked up at the tribulation clouds above, his eyes filled with longing. Having been the number one in the cultivation world for too long, there were no longer any challenges for him; he was filled with anticipation for ascending to a new world.