Volume One, Chapter 47: Making Sure You Can't Survive

“Go ahead and refine it. I’ll watch from the side, and if you make any mistakes, I can correct you.” Perhaps realizing her earlier tone had been too harsh, Su Luo’s voice softened.

Ji Die didn’t say much more. He took the ingredients for the Qi Gathering Pill. Rather than more explanation, it was better to show results right before their eyes.

Under Su Luo’s gaze, he took a black pill furnace from his storage bag. Following the proper steps, he flicked his finger, conjuring flames with the Fire Serpent Technique, which blazed beneath the furnace.

As the temperature inside steadily rose, he skillfully placed the medicinal herbs for the Qi Gathering Pill into the furnace one by one. This wasn’t his first time refining a first-tier pill, and coupled with his recent...

Lin Huanbei glanced at Xiao Rang’s flamboyant appearance, snorted, shot him a fierce look, and took the lead, flying ahead.

“Damn!” With a collective rush, the camp soldiers and Li Ningyu downed the blood-reeking liquor in their bowls. Then Li Ningyu called out, “All soldiers, listen to orders! Destination: Northwest Camp by the river—double time, march!”

Qiu Shaoze was stunned when he heard this. It seemed that only Shang Mengqi and Qiu Shaoze himself had come from the Zhenjiang area.

“Brother, the old prince has shown us great kindness. We can’t let the manor lord come to harm. You all return to the manor first; I’ll protect the manor lord from the shadows,” Luo Feng said, his gaze resolute.

He understood as well: had Xiao Rang not held back, he would not simply have lost some hair, but would have lost his head.

“Let me test your Wood Spirit Shield again!” Drawing my refined iron spear, I charged once more at Wang Zhun. Flustered, Wang Zhun barely managed to defend, hastily forming the Wood Spirit Shield hand seal, summoning another layer of verdant light around himself.

But Lei Li was not worried, for he knew he was but one step from success.

Zhang Bangchang and Zhao Gou’s faces turned pale with fright. Though it was the depths of winter, their backs were soaked through.

Solitude’s face twisted dramatically as he leapt several steps back, gazing upwards. Upon the sky, golden light flashed, scales gleamed—a massive, strange bird spread its wings wide, its eyes fixed on Solitude, and with a “caw,” it let out a piercing cry.

Shangguan Yun dressed, then glanced back to see Ning Jiu’er slumbering with a gentle smile. Not daring to disturb her, unwilling to leave her side even for a moment, he simply sat and regulated his breath, hoping to fully digest the medicine’s effect. Focusing inward, he was startled, then suddenly understood, and a smile crept onto his face.

These resentful spirits, though lacking intelligence, had will and awareness. Sensing a living being’s presence, they immediately began to roar in fury.

“Don’t be like that, Comrade Zhang Yi. You’re a leader now. Let’s discuss the matter as comrades!” Captain Zheng clapped Zhang Yi on the shoulder in reminder.

“Matilda of Casano, greetings, Your Majesty William.” Matilda stepped forward and curtsied.

It’s not that I am heartless. If you could truly become powerful, what would dignity matter to me? But once you swallow the Soulburst Pill, you’re nothing but a brilliant flash—dazzling, yet over in an instant.

“Silver City?” Star asked in confusion; he truly couldn’t imagine what trouble could possibly arise in the security zone of Silver City.

During the shooting, Zhang Yi decided to change his tactics to avoid arousing the enemy’s suspicion. He abandoned the machine gun and switched to the mortar.

“Don’t you get it? Killing wasn’t my idea.” Li Yuan shrugged helplessly, his hands still stained with blood. The gesture did nothing to ease anyone’s anxiety.

Geoffrey of Buyong did not declare himself king—a wise move, much like Zhu Yuanzhang’s slow claim to kingship, for it spared Geoffrey from being targeted by other crusader leaders.

“Spade!” As soon as she saw Spade, Bingyue bounced over cheerfully.

“Thank you.” Lady Xue accepted the teacup and suddenly noticed a tall stranger among the acquaintances.

Jiang Zhiyue’s features were always cool and pure; now, with a touch of makeup, her face looked much gentler, though her extraordinary beauty remained undiminished.

During this period, every allocation of the Treasury’s silver was carried out by Zhang Huaili according to Zhao Shuo’s arrangements.

Yes, it must be so. Otherwise, if attribute points could only be obtained by leveling up, collecting them would be far too difficult.

The last page was a photo of General Zhang, unable to bear his enormous debts, jumping to his death at one in the morning yesterday.

It took me another five or six minutes to focus and transfer all the debris to the heap of fabric trash outside the Wei family’s balcony glass door.

The other party was named Gao Fengzhi, last among the “One Patriarch, Eight Sects,” an elder tasked with welcoming guests at Clearstream Ravine. Last time the paper doll Lu Chen visited, he’d met him. Arrogant and moody, Gao had even given Lu Chen a hard time, not even letting him into [Clearstream Lane].

If it weren’t for Bai Xueyan’s intervention, the resulting chaos would have been nuclear—enough to make anyone’s head ache.

“I’m sorry, Auntie. I, Zhang Da, was wrong. Please forgive me.” Zhang Da ground his teeth audibly, then stomped his foot and apologized.

What was expected to be a hunt turned into something else entirely when four teammates on the opposing side simply went AFK.

Before Li Feng could ask, Xue Yu hastily explained everything, worried something might happen to the Endless Sea—especially with the cocoon of the Lava Lord stolen.

Though the Vortex Guild hadn’t been in the Fire Nation’s capital long, its excellent products and military backing had secured its foothold.

This was no illusion or dream—the world before his eyes was real, the touch of flesh unmistakable, the peerless face right before him.

—Eight Gates Released, creator unknown, a technique to lift the body’s chakra limits and unleash boundless energy. Once activated, one gains power many times—dozens or even hundreds of times—greater than normal, if only for a brief moment.

At this point, Tobirama Senju and his companions had already left Konoha far behind. Yet even surrounded by Jonin hot on their trail, they could not feel the slightest sense of safety.

Golden light shone brightly, and from those lightning-filled eyes burst a chilling red glow.

“So, let’s talk price. What’s the total?” Having clarified the cost, Siris could then ask Obadiah to exchange it for dollars.

“Well then, I won’t stand on ceremony, brothers.” Grabbing a mug of beer, he raised it boldly to the wary navy men around him, then Seti guzzled it down, eating and drinking heartily without restraint.

Yixing triumphantly shook his delicate wind chime, sending forth a crisp melody that filled everyone with joy.

The Dream Eater gently nudged Bai You’s knee, as if in comfort, then flew off toward the Demon Realm. Bai You masked the disbelief in her eyes and lowered her gaze to continue painting.