Volume One, Chapter 82: Reinforcements

“Damn it!” The one at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, who had fled first, saw that Ji Die ignored everyone else and instead chased after him. Instantly, a chill surged up from the soles of his feet. “Unlucky, unlucky—of all people, he’s chasing me first! What do I do, what do I do? I was already injured earlier, now my speed is drastically reduced. It won’t be long before I’m caught!” But even as he spoke, terror dawned in his eyes as he realized the distance between them was shrinking rapidly; it wouldn’t take much longer at all. “Such speed! Damn it, at this rate I won’t last more than a few breaths.”

Just as fear gripped him, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his consciousness, agony wracking his body. Clutching his head, he plummeted from the sky…

“What’s wrong? Feeling guilty, or simply impatient? How’s the child in your belly?” Xia Yiyi wore a cold sneer as she asked, her tone laced with mock concern.

After entering, seeing the way she dressed—so mature—he felt a powerful urge, both body and mind, an almost overwhelming desire to have her.

A soft, plush bed was beneath him. Tian Ya was pressed under his body. When he came to his senses, his own clothes had already been stripped away.

A few minutes later, Zhao Junjie finally finished connecting all the scattered threads, then looked at them and said quietly, “So, what I want to say is…” Suddenly he stopped, shooting a sidelong glance at Li Xiaoyi.

Leng Xue’er walked out of Snow Fragrance Hall with a face full of indignation. After a few steps, she glanced toward Swallow Song Courtyard, the corner of her eye lifting slightly. Biting her lip, she stepped onto the snowy path.

“This is a trade exhibition. You’re from the Special Investigation Division—why are you here? There aren’t any criminals for you to catch at this event.” Ling Xiao was truly surprised by the appearance of Li Qian and Liu Jie.

When the rabble who’d broken through the encirclement began to call for backup, barely twenty seconds passed before the sounds of fighting and shouting erupted outside the restaurant.

The other four elders, including Xu Changqing and the senior disciples of Mount Shu, were greatly astonished upon hearing these words.

To obtain Lucario, however, would not be easy. He was currently Aaron’s Pokémon. Though not captured by any known means and technically still wild, this very fact made capturing him even harder.

It should be known that only Zhang Shaofeng usually came to this place. Moreover, it was heavily guarded. Without Zhang Shaofeng to lead the way, not even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator could sneak in undetected.

“Zhan Yan, with such intoxicating beauty and charm, why don’t you find a tender, loving man? Why would you fall for a blockhead like Liu Ruyu?” Ling Xiao’s peach blossom eyes never stopped fluttering as he spoke, half-smiling.

Mi Lele didn’t believe York’s influence could reach this far, but it was true she couldn’t get hold of a surgeon able to operate in the near future.

Murong Ziyu was now reviled by the martial world as an infamous villain. Many might have guessed what had transpired within the Murong family, but no one would meddle in another family’s affairs—least of all the Murongs.

A full moon now hung in the sky, its cold light casting a forlorn glow across the desolate plain.

Artifacts of this caliber could only be crafted by cultivators at the Foundation Origin stage or above. Ordinary people could never possess such treasures.

This was because the magic power he’d left behind in his frantic escape was much too obvious. With only his Nascent Soul body remaining, he was unable to conceal himself.

The explanation was clear: even among the Four Emperors, pirates remained pirates. There was no fundamental difference between Kaido and Don Krieg of the East Sea.

Of course, the goal remained unchanged, but she had learned to patiently bide her time, gathering strength before striking decisively.

Given her current career trajectory, if the “National New District” were actually approved, Bian Yulan was confident she would secure a place in the new leadership.

The Eighth Route Army fielded this time actually totaled eight to ten regiments! What vexed Okamura Ninji most was that he’d received not a hint of intelligence despite so many troops being mobilized.

A few seconds later, looking down from the spiral staircase, Xia Xia was indeed descending with that man, both disappearing into the restaurant.

The content of the fake news was almost a verbatim copy of the fragment she’d overheard from Li Chengyu back then.

She struck wildly at her, but Shen Qing seemed to have gone mad, her strength only increasing. Mu Aoqing’s face turned red, and she grabbed her phone from the table, swinging it forcefully at Shen Qing’s head.

Mu Aoqing immediately hung up. Hearing the busy signal after the abrupt end, Chu Ziming smiled helplessly.

In truth, most grassroots work in impoverished areas was quite flexible. Typically, a deputy township head would arrange meals and drinks to foster relationships as part of his duties—nothing out of the ordinary.

After returning home, it didn’t take long for the new domestic star Song Xiaoxiao to become a sensation. Years had passed, and she still flourished—this was Chu Ziming’s way of repaying her.

Qi Rui noticed that neither the Blackwind nor the Nine Dragons Bandit gangs showed the slightest fear when told there were twenty thousand Japanese soldiers. Instead, every one of them seemed exhilarated.

No. Su Yingmei refused to repeat her mother’s tragedy, nor would she allow Lü Haotian to relive her father’s misery! They loved each other, and no matter what, they would be together. Marriage itself was irrelevant. Even if Bai Yixue never intended to divorce Lü Haotian in this lifetime, so what?

“Don’t get in my way!” Ye’er said coldly. It was the first time I’d seen her like this, and it surprised me.

Returning home with her sons, she immediately noticed two cars parked outside and the front gate standing open.

She truly had no choice left. She couldn’t bear to see the Katherine Group fall into others’ hands. If Asia’s newly charted path was cut short now, her life’s work, her dreams, all would be lost.