Volume 1, Chapter 37: White Jade Peak of the Grotto-Heaven

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Hasn't your Council of Twelve been fighting the transmigrators until you're all at each other's throats? I heard they even dragged a Titan into the Imperial Palace of Terra; have you really become this cowardly?

The first floor was cluttered with miscellaneous debris, so Meng Yunchuan did not need to search for candles; there were several glowing objects on the ground providing him with light.

Behind him, Duan Xueying looked at Luo Yanxi, her face full of astonishment, as if she had discovered a new world, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Zi Yu is currently only at the peak of the Peerless realm; he feels that he could now go toe-to-toe with a Grandmaster, and perhaps even emerge victorious.

The Rejuvenation Pill, while a mid-grade, middle-tier pill, is in such high demand that almost every alchemist learns to brew it first; it is hardly a rare concoction.

Zi Yu’s unusual demeanor made Wu Que feel that something was wrong, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Yet, the way Zi Yu smiled made him feel very uncomfortable. It seemed that in this current situation, shouldn't he be the one smiling?

Then, he began to work frantically, attempting to numb himself with labor so as to forget those emotions that only cowardly mortals would experience.

Chen Maocai, the magistrate of the captured city appointed by the peasant army, stood beside Yuan Shizhong. Being the closest, he saw things most clearly and noticed that Yuan Shizhong was deeply hesitant, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

The moment he saw this scene, the calm lake of Lu Jinshen's heart was instantly kicked into a swirl of dust, and the urge to kill surged up within him once more.

"Yes—" This time, the guild members answered in unison. Some who loved excitement and feared a peaceful world deliberately dragged out the final syllable, genuinely feeling a sense of pride. How could they not be proud when the elders of their own guild were stronger than the leaders of other guilds?

After saying this, he prepared to take his leave, and Tongtian personally escorted him out of the palace; regardless of whether he would agree later, maintaining a good relationship with Hou Tu was necessary.

Behind and to the sides of Xiao Yue stretched an endless prairie, where knee-high grass swayed in the wind, revealing a vibrant vitality, with many unknown creatures appearing and disappearing within the blades.

"Archmage!" Qin Wuyang shouted fiercely. In this sharp cry, he had used a technique similar to the Buddhist Lion's Roar, hoping to shock Saruman back to his senses.

"You said I could pick any place, so why can't we go anywhere?" Li Zhu looked at him with amusement, wanting to see how he intended to justify his words.

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Wang Shuya watched Long Xuan Kong’s dejected expression; although she knew something was weighing on his heart, she was sensible enough not to ask, choosing instead to remain by his side.

Steel skeletons appeared in the open space one by one, their numbers growing until there were two thousand—enough to form an army. These were not the low-level, cracked bone frames wielding pitted bone knives, but monsters wrapped in steel and armed to the teeth.

But in Li Zhu's eyes, these Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were nothing more than living golden statues! They were built entirely of gold! Now this pile of gold was going into battle, only to be hacked into pieces by players and crash to the ground in a heap of gold. Thinking about it made her feel conflicted.

Mai was delighted; as expected, this tactic worked. Otherwise, if he had continued to go crazy, she really would have had no way to parry him.

"Oh, what a good time; shall we set off?" An Min suggested, and as soon as she finished speaking, she headed toward the nearby forest.

Regardless, the Third Young Master and the Four Great Elders had merely been verbally abusive and had only suffered a little torment. If it stayed that way, and Xiu Chen still insisted on pestering them, Xiu Jue naturally had the means to make him swallow his grievance. What he had not expected was that the Third Young Master and the Four Great Elders would actually strike at Xiu Chen.

"I plan to sell it," the old man said, his heart heavy with a sorrow she could not drink, but could certainly feel.

Thanks to the ability of the Eye of Truth, Gan Ning only needed to observe in order to possess the skills that others had spent years of grueling practice to acquire.

A complete blockade did not exist, and besides, the seas were guarded by legendary figures; had this not been the case, the Demon Race would have launched a full-scale invasion long ago.

Li Yunmu could not help but take a few steps back, while Ling You'er behind him clutched his clothes tightly, too nervous to even show her face.

"Young General, the General has ordered..." Hearing the chaos outside, Zhang Xiu rushed out immediately. Two personal guards tried to block him, but were rudely cut off by Zhang Xiu.

Before him stood Li Yunmu, his expression calm, with dense black patterns extending from his limbs, looking eerie and enchanting; the aura emanating from his body rivaled that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

After speaking, Yu Rou saw Li Yunmu’s face darken and sighed slightly. She had only told a part of the truth; there was more she had left unsaid. She refrained from speaking further because she feared Li Yunmu might take action and kill the envoys sent by the Ancient Gods.

This morning, just as Liu Tianhao was practicing lifting and lowering a fifty-jin pile of stones according to Guan Yu's instructions, someone arrived at his residence.

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"Did you two stand here all night? Didn't you drink too much last night?" Liu Tianhao asked the two iron-tower-like door gods with concern.

Fernando wore a sour face, ignoring everyone. This senior brother, this big brother, seemed to still be angry about what happened last night.

"Because we cannot take these three thousand men with us no matter what, so we might as well let them go back in batches, just so that fatty Dong can suffer a massive defeat!" Liu Tianhao said with an evil grin.

"And there is an even more important fourth carving, which is also about you," Hou Zhen said after sharing a drink with Zhang Jun.

However, the person opposite seemed not to have heard, toying with the plum blossom in his hand as if very satisfied with it. He brought it to his nose to sniff, showing no intention of leaving or acknowledging Lu Xia.

Zheng Dalong became increasingly certain that this was just Old Li putting on an act, with the sole purpose of making him panic and say things he shouldn't.

It was unexpectedly gentle. What the older brother took from the corner of her mouth was... a sudden heat rose on her face, stained with a flushed red like that of drunkenness. The youth’s face was somewhat awkward, and Fu Mingran’s gaze drifted elsewhere, somewhat unfocused.

"Do you still love him?" Ning Jinghao suddenly broke the silence, asking out of the blue.

Both the artillery and tanks required mages to charge them before they could fire, so he had the majority of the mages rotate around the artillery and tanks.

However, with the prior incident of Lin Weiwei bravely fighting thugs on the plane, Zhang Xinyi was only surprised for a moment when solving the issue with these four men, while realizing that Lin Weiwei might be a practitioner of ancient martial arts, just like Gu Kaifei.

"Meeting is fate; let me see you off," Zhao Wuji said proactively. Seeing him off was a pretense; trying his luck was the real goal. Since Wolf was also leaving today, perhaps he could run into him. It was just strange—didn't he also stay at this hotel? Could it be a smokescreen, and he was actually staying somewhere else?