Volume One, Chapter 112: Foundation Establishment (Part Two)

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“Hello, Senior Brother! Goodbye, Senior Brother!”

The weather on Fifth Peak was pleasant today. Dressed in white, Yun Fan walked slowly along the stone steps, as gentle and amiable as ever, greeting everyone with warm enthusiasm.

Yet apart from Ji Die, hardly anyone was willing to listen to him.

Yun Fan sighed faintly as he gazed toward the heights of Fifth Peak. He was beginning to miss Ji Die.

His junior brother had been in seclusion for quite some time now. By all rights, he should have broken through by this point.

Wu Ren was troubled by the same question.

“It’s been a year. Has that boy still not broken through?”

Wu Ren naturally placed great importance on Ji Die and kept a close eye on him. He knew that ever since Ji Die had arrived at Fifth Peak, he had not left his cave abode once. He ought to be in seclusion, attempting to establish his foundation…

Meanwhile, Jiang Jia, half-hidden in the mist before him, had become exceptionally alluring and seductive.

The force tore the air apart, dragging out a long trail of turbulent wind. The air itself resounded with a series of thunderous booms, as though it were about to explode.

Those words, spoken almost like a complaint, caused Corey’s heart to sink completely. Before he could think of any way to struggle, an even more violent bolt of lightning flashed from the Faceless One’s body and struck straight toward Corey.

It was worth mentioning that before Adam left the slave market, he had gone out of his way to find the human slave trader from earlier.

Although Bai Le had made a certain amount of psychological preparation, he was still startled.

Maintaining the defense system of a supercity now consumed an enormous amount of energy every day.

From within the sky-high cloud of blood mist, a bloody claw shot out. It tore a chunk of flesh from the Ancient Clan Patriarch, then immediately brought the indistinct flesh to its mouth and began sucking the blood.

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For example, because one blood-sacrifice site had been lost, the entire formation of the Bloodshadow Altar would have to be modified accordingly. Only then could it continue to envelop Qingzhou City and obtain enough sacrifices to ensure the descent of the Blood Asura.

After the smoke in the courtyard had dispersed, Jiro Asaoka ordered the puppet troops to charge inside. They discovered five or six guerrilla fighters from the Eighth Route Army in the courtyard. Three had been killed by the explosion, two were severely wounded, and one, lightly injured, had lost both hands.

Everything at present was proceeding according to our plan. Cheng Long had to manage both sides, since Swan Lake could not do without him either. As for Fang Chenghu, he had chosen to turn a blind eye to Cheng Long’s company, but I felt certain that Fang Chenghu knew I was working with Cheng Long.

If Song Chong had any other high-tech tricks up his sleeve, Narbi was, after all, a ranged fighter. Playing cautiously from a distance and enduring pressure would certainly be easier and more straightforward than taking the top lane in close combat.

With a loud bang, the old woman froze completely. Her body seemed to have been immobilized by cement, and with another dull thump, she lowered herself back onto the seat she had just begun to rise from.

Charging in recklessly to assassinate the enemy’s carry would only make you a walking ATM… handing the opposing team three hundred coins for free.

On the evening of August 21, after taking a shower, Song Chong reclined against the bed and video-chatted with his mother, Zhang Hui, on his phone.

Tears streamed down Grandma’s face as she trembled toward me and grasped my arm, which I could barely lift.

Wu Sanshi, the Governor of Guangxi, trembled as he watched the scene unfold. His entire body was ice-cold, and his face had gone deathly pale.

Gao Fan’s voice gradually grew colder, and his expression hardened. Whenever someone mentioned that he was a soldier, I could feel the pride radiating from him.

“As for how to proceed, I ask Lord Wang to enlighten me.” Ming Xuan’s attention had also been drawn to Qiu Tian’s words. If Prime Minister Bai had met with misfortune, Bai Shuirou would surely be heartbroken.

“Xu, take Big Tiger to the company later to collect the money.” After saying this, I turned and walked over to Wang Lang, informing him of the matter. The house would be torn down shortly. Big Tiger probably had nothing worth taking anyway—it was only a dilapidated shack.

Tanchun had never interfered in Dilong’s work. Since Dilong was away from home every other day, she never pressed him about where he had gone or what he was doing. All she asked was that Dilong remember he had a wife and son waiting at home.

Steve said that he had to handle this personally. He would not feel at ease entrusting it to anyone else. Now that a conspiracy had surfaced, there was no guarantee that the other side would not make a move against Barnes.

“Then tomorrow. I’ll have Gao Qin make the preparations.” Qin Fangbai made up his mind, gave her a deep look, rose, and went to the company.

At that moment, the crippled old man who faced such an expert as Ling Yang without showing the slightest sign of weakness was none other than the assassin Kun Shou, whom Jiang Harvey had hired at great expense.

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Su Wuyang instinctively tried to raise her head, but then she felt a tightening at her fingertips. She could only maintain her former posture, her thoughts thrown into chaos.

Qin Fangbai had recognized her!

Had he recognized her at the bus stop just now?!

At this moment, had he noticed her panic and fear and deliberately used them to soothe her?

Nanny Shen, who had been watching from the side with a smile, hurried over when Li Danruo entered. She helped her remove her cloak and said, “Look at that. The young master insisted on feeding the little one fermented milk, and nearly half the bowl was spilled.”

When Jiang Jingmo saw Li Danruo, he planted his chubby hands on the ground, stuck out his bottom, and struggled to his feet. Then he staggered toward her and threw himself into her arms.

The Demon Lord said helplessly, “Kneel, then. Go ahead and kneel. It has nothing to do with me. You are you, and I am me.”

I ignored the Demon Lord. Even after pressing him so hard, he still said there was nothing he could do. That meant he truly had no way to cut through these Nine Nether Cold-Iron Chains.

At that moment, I thought of the Black Chi nearby and wanted to ask whether he had discovered anything. But the Black Chi had his eyes closed as if asleep, a faint golden light radiating from his body. I knew that, just as Bai Qin had said earlier, he had probably gained some benefit inside this cavern, so I did not disturb him.

This time, however, Zhang Tiegen did not have her remove the jade pendant around her neck before putting on the new one. Instead, he first placed the new pendant around her neck, and only then removed the original one.

Tang Nuanwei frowned and glanced at Liu Qingming several times. After confirming that he truly did not appear angry, she nodded.

Baxun no longer dared to be careless. In an instant, thick black mist surged from his body, forming a gigantic black swastika before him. It then gradually extended toward He Judge’s sacred light, spreading outward as the two arrays of radiance confronted each other in midair. At first, they were evenly matched.

Just as everyone on Zhang Tiegen’s side was thinking that this Wang Laohu seemed to possess remarkable integrity, Wang Laohu suddenly changed.

Chen Rongfeng had also helped Lu Luo sell a great deal. Some families kept the garments as favors, while others had them tailored into clothes and wore them.

“Don’t worry. I’ll return to Tapu Town tomorrow!” Longbow Arrow’s voice came from the distance.

Except for Xin’er, all the baby dragons were intensely curious about the sudden appearance of this strange object. One by one, they opened their mouths wide, raised their heads, and stared blankly at the thing belching thick smoke and spewing flames.

She said that I had treated her as a substitute—as your substitute. I did not deny it, because everything she said was true. At first, I really had regarded her as your replacement. But as time passed, even I could no longer tell. Was she truly nothing more than a substitute?

The latter was somewhat puzzled. But in the next second, he felt the space before him quietly undergo a strange overlapping, like ripples spreading in circles across the surface of water.

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