Volume 1, Chapter 22: Her Heart Shattered

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"President Lu, your profound devotion is truly moving; no wonder you have achieved such success in your career."

Xuan Yi dug his fingers sharply into the mysterious entity beneath Shu Jun’s skin, immediately triggering a scan with the Wood Core. The target’s information was laid bare instantly.

Lin Yuanfan looked over and saw that the meditation platform was embedded into the array protecting the spiritual lake. Extending from behind the platform was a thick branch originating from the Spirit of Cultivation, bearing only a single leaf, upon which the meditation platform was constructed.

Precisely because of this, the moment Chu Yi finished outlining the cultivation tasks, Luffy began running laps without the slightest hesitation.

Indeed, for every popsicle produced, he would have his life-bound companion taste it first; only after proving it was non-toxic would he put it up for sale.

"I suggest you look after yourselves. I have matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave." Zhang Fan said no more and prepared to depart.

Upon closer inspection, she suddenly noticed something quite familiar among the wood and weeds being burned as fuel.

Lu Qingqing finished explaining how to read the map and then pointed to three routes drawn in lighter charcoal.

"Great King, I heard the Demon Lord has granted you military authority. Are you planning to go to war?" Elder Qian asked.

Drifting across the East China Sea, a powerful current surged eastward. The water was a deep, near-black blue—this was the "Kuroshio," originating from the waters near Taiwan.

They then opened the mechanical door, and Zhang Fan followed the state advisor, Yu Long, into an underground palace.

After Guan Yunshan and the others left, Zheng Guangxu frowned, feeling quite uncertain. After some thought, he dialed his superior’s number to report on Guan Xiaojun’s situation.

Accompanied by two massive beams of energy, another portion of the Inpelaizers vanished permanently. However, Emperor Alien Empera did not seem particularly distressed; by now, many Inpelaizers had already bypassed the human defense lines and were flying toward various major human capitals.

What was infuriating was that her wretched body remained outside while her head was thrust within, her eyes meeting those of her royal husband directly.

The suspicion of the "Old War God Murong" left Murong Rourou feeling bewildered. Murong Rourou was simple-minded and always pondered the meaning behind his words. Unless confronted by the invincible Dongfang, Murong Rourou would resort to psychological avoidance, keeping silent to minimize the risk of provoking him.

"My blade is indeed a ghost weapon, but I see nothing wrong with that," the Sentimental Blade finally couldn't help but speak up.

The listings for gold ingots on the platform had shrunk significantly; there were basically no large orders left, only sporadic requests for a few or a dozen gold ingots. The lowest exchange rate was 3 RMB to 1 gold coin, while the highest had reached a staggering 6 RMB to 1 gold coin—a ratio alarmingly high.

He had already sat down, his expression remaining calm. No one could discern his inner emotions from the look on his face.

This was, after all, the first military academy in the history of China, and perhaps even the world. Its first class of students would surely be remembered by history. If they were not strictly screened, and a few "examples" of "an incompetent general exhausting three armies" emerged, wouldn't he, Li Chengqian, lose all face?

She merely wanted to resolve the Longxi issue as soon as possible; an alliance through marriage was a viable option, so why did everyone blame her?

Therefore, after earning money, while he dared not touch Guan Xiaojun’s funds, he could make his own decisions regarding his own share, distributing it among his brothers to ensure all their pockets were lined.

The current Lin Ping was truly beyond their comprehension. A "useless heir" who, in the treacherous waters of Jinghai, not only failed to drown but had instead built a steamship.