Volume 1, Chapter 38: Hidden Faction Quest: Midnight Survival!

Looking at the wounds on the monster, Tong Jiuyin narrowed her eyes, which visibly flickered. She knew full well that even she could not have inflicted such wounds; the person who struck it was clearly superior to her in combat power, and their control over force was remarkably precise—an area where she currently lagged behind.

"I have never even eaten Chinese-grown caterpillar fungus," let alone anything imported from some foreign land.

"Look at how fat 'Soybean Milk Powder' has become! If he stays at the headquarters for a few more days, he’ll be as plump as a pig," Song Guoyan explained, pinching Xi Yao’s cheek.

In Green Paradise, the mysterious figure known as "Yin" was undoubtedly Mr. Yin, one of the two great elders.

Chen Yi even began to feel a sense of pessimism, thinking that he had overestimated himself. He realized he wasn't really a freak at all; he had just been bragging, thinking he was impressive, but now he couldn't even withstand a single blow, and his own bluff had been exposed.

When the Liao army realized this tactic was failing, they had already lost over three thousand men. Furthermore, reports came in that the Qi state infantry from the other three directions were closing in, causing the Liao forces to hesitate: should they attack the other three waves or focus all their strength on breaking through the formation before them?

When she said "treat him well," Feng Qingyu’s tone was heavy. Anyone could hear the underlying meaning. She wasn't planning to host Su Mu; she was planning to teach him a lesson.

Fuming with anger, the pig monster brandished its hard, tusk-like twin daggers and leaped toward Hao Yu to kill him.

"The Supreme Saint left an incarnation in this world named Laozi! The Saint Jieyin left an incarnation in this world named Amitabha! The Saint Zhunti left an incarnation in this world named Wang Xiong! Why can’t the Primordial Heavenly Lord also leave an incarnation in this world?" Zhuan Zhu stared at Sheng Jiutian and asked.

Meanwhile, at the White Fox Garden in Ankang City, the Star of Heavenly Speed, draped in a long pink dress, reclined lazily on a soft chair.

It was only difficult for the bride, Fang Hanniang. She longed to go out and catch a glimpse of her beloved, but bound by custom, she could only sit in this room for hours, unable to leave while wearing the heavy phoenix crown on her head.

As he spoke, a look of longing flickered in his eyes, and he extended his tongue to lick his lips.

***

Zhang Hao had seen many people like Liu Jun, so he didn't take them to heart—even though he was fully aware that Liu Jun’s intention was to belittle him in front of Jing Yifei.

After taking photos, they picked some lychees and discovered that Wan Yuhang was not only good at fighting but also a master at climbing trees. With his skills, he could pick an entire lychee tree clean by himself.

Such a move could only be performed by someone like Leng Dingling, who had masochistic tendencies and an extreme personality.

After staring at Gong Zhen and Tang Du for a while, Bamboo Leaf Green looked up at the azure sky, her eyes hollow, as she silently whispered an apology to Zhang Fan in her heart.

The investigation yielded nothing more than the fact that the two had known each other several years ago and had been quite close. As for why they suddenly cut off contact, no one could uncover the truth.

"Danzhizi, the disciples of the Sword God Sect, and over six hundred immortals are currently battling the flesh tentacles, which is exhausting the 'instinctual' analysis of the flesh mountain!" Wang Xiong explained.

Surrounded by the corpses of soldiers, the air thick with the stench of blood, he was too terrified to move his legs. Just as he was about to pursue his imperial father, he stumbled and fell onto the pile of bodies.

She had bright eyes and white teeth, her stunning face possessing a charm that carried a hint of innocence. Her figure was tall, with curves so proud they were impossible to look at directly. Her long legs, in particular, were as white as jade, filled with absolute allure and beauty.

The snow ape was a bit wary at first, but it was clever; it could see that Gu Yan was saving Liu Xingyun, so it relaxed and squatted to the side, watching Liu Xingyun with large, round eyes full of concern.

The jurors—or rather, the White Crows—watched Runier silently, waiting for him to deliver the verdict, a verdict that would determine his life or death.

Zhong Ding glared with rage, regretting that he hadn't brought Zhou Butong with him, as he could have used the help.

Igos felt increasingly unable to understand what the Naga was saying, but before he could do anything else, a fair finger pressed against his forehead, and his world began to collapse.

***

In a situation that was nearly three-on-one, they had been counter-killed by three people. They could hardly believe such a result, yet the reality was right before their eyes; the two gray-white screens were the best proof.

There was no other way; they had to stop temporarily and continue only after enough tiles had been accumulated.

It was as if a dragon's claw had torn the void; air currents surged, and space shook violently. Five claw-mark-shaped ripples swept directly toward Dugu Tianluo.

However, he was unable to utter a single sound. Just then, the bowl fell to the floor, splashing soup everywhere. It was a pity that it was already late at night, and the Chief Eunuch, having delivered the ginseng soup, was guarding the door, already drowsy and nodding off.

"Why, isn't Lingling coming with us?" The fatty was quite disappointed to see the two kissing and embracing, and he stepped forward hoping for the same treatment, only to be stopped by Long Jianfei. Ye Ling finally got into the car, but as it drove off, she kept looking in Long Jianfei's direction, a sense of loss creeping into her heart.

Previously, no matter how cold-hearted these board members were, or how they ignored past loyalties to burn bridges immediately after Xiao Shiyu’s death, Qin Zhao did not care, because he knew this was the rule of the business world, which no one could change.

White Cloud City accelerated its preparations, roads were rebuilt, armies were integrated, mutant beasts were cleared, and so on. Following that, Shangjing, Mingdu, and other major cities across China began to move. All of China was plunged into the fervor of Jiang Feng’s wedding.

Xie Yangtian’s eyes were cold as ice. "You will understand in the future. You will pay the price for your actions today! Retreat!" He grabbed the Master of Shanyan Temple with his right hand and stepped back. The disciples of the Northwest Gilded Hall followed suit.

Xin Kan and the others had arrived within thirty yards. They stopped advancing, and over a hundred Jin soldiers drew their bows and nocked arrows, waiting for the command to turn Tie Niu'er and his men into pincushions.

"I had urgent business at the time, so I returned to Bianliang first. A few days later, I received news that the entire Iron Sword Manor had been wiped out and even the manor itself burned. When Brother Jin and I arrived in Luoyang, the Iron Sword Manor was already in ruins, and hundreds of corpses had been burned beyond recognition."