Volume One, Chapter 33: The Prodigy Is Nothing More Than This

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Five individuals arrived simultaneously from the three great sacred grounds: the Profound Heaven Sacred Ground, the Jixia Sacred Ground, and the Dragon Vein Sacred Ground.

They were the most formidable experts, the first and second seats of their respective factions.

In particular, the chief of the Profound Heaven Sacred Ground, Fang Liuyun.

Xu Que had once witnessed Fang Liuyun in action within the Profound Heaven Sacred Ground, and he was undeniably powerful.

In the workshop, although the Thunderstorm Ripper was not yet complete, many core components had already been produced. A portion of them could be installed onto the "Tabai" in stages.

"Haha, there is no need to be nervous. With your martial skills, you are already qualified to serve under my command," Sun Jian said with a smile as he looked at the newcomer.

Question: What would be the outcome of a young Lu Bu and a young Dian Wei facing a siege of thirty or forty men? Answer: Victory, as easy as slicing melons and cutting vegetables.

"It really is poisonous!" Huang Er thought to himself, quickly tearing off a piece of cloth to cover his nose and mouth. Nearby, as soon as the fire ignited, the soldiers immediately began firefighting efforts without needing an order.

Shen Huangku and the others also waited quietly for the decision of the Beast Clan kings. He looked at Song Zheng and nodded with satisfaction; the operation had been very successful so far. Even if the Beast Clan ultimately refused to form an alliance, it did not matter—without an Emperor or a Beast Witch, the Beast Clan would never amount to much.

King Shou thought Zhou Mo was deep in contemplation, so he was puzzled. It was not until he felt Zhou Mo staring at his face as if studying a flower that he realized he did not know Yang Yunu had placed the decision-making power in his hands.

The alleys in the main city of the Cai State were narrow, and a single alley could not hold many people. The Jin army’s forces, once they surged in, were unable to deploy effectively.

"The God of War, Shi Dayuan?" Zhao Qian’s expression shifted slightly. He was a veteran God of War; although he had recently stepped back to the second line, his reputation remained undiminished.

"Furthermore, the pseudo-emperor Yuan Shu defeated the garrison commander Huang Zu in Jiangxia and captured Xia Zhi City. In Yuzhou, Zhang Xun is currently in a standoff with Cai Mao. However, the Yuan clan has taken such deep root in Runan Commandery that I fear it won't be long before the Chu King's territory in Yuzhou changes hands," Guo Jia speculated.

"I have waited for over a hundred years, and finally, someone has arrived here!" A slow, dry, and aged voice rang out, instantly shattering the brief silence that had just fallen over the tomb.

At that very moment, the long spear entangled the zither strings, but in less than a single breath, the strings shattered completely.

"Damn it, the Teemo on the other side never even comes to the bottom lane. Why would I carry a true sight ward or a scanner!..." Huang Qiang, the support player, laughed awkwardly. Damn, hadn't Teemo been stirring up trouble in the top lane and the jungle the whole time?

The hall was lit by many massive red candles, and dozens of banquet tables were set. Disciples of the Beggar Sect moved among the guests, guiding them to their seats, and the room was filled with clamor.

Jiang Maotong felt ashamed, hating himself for not being as eloquent as his brother-in-law, allowing Zhang Zhensun to easily pin the blame on their side. If his brother-in-law had been there, he would have argued for at least a day or two; there was no way he would have conceded so easily.

What Gao Lulu completely failed to anticipate was that Xia Qiongqiong would agree to her suggestion so directly.

"I don't know either. I just feel that person is very eerie," Dai Zong said, feeling lost. His voice was filled with dejection, for he feared that the long legs he took such pride in were ruined.

Yet, it was precisely because of this that Ji Han could hold such a reputation. Otherwise, do you think titles like "Lord Cat" or "King Han" were just picked up off the street?

I have just observed carefully: although the medicinal ingredients on this table are only enough to refine one batch of Speed-Boosting Pills...

Qin Kan smiled bitterly, "Silly girl, brother isn't crying on his face, but his heart has already been weeping." Qin Zhijie finally burst into a wail, sobbing uncontrollably as she buried her face in Qin Kan's shoulder.

Ye Qingru’s lips were as soft and sweet as honey, and with an irresistible determination, she gently covered Ye Chen’s.