Chapter Thirty-Eight: Into the Mountains

Even Meng Tian couldn't help but twitch his brow at the final score. Yu Sheng, however, grew uncharacteristically stubborn, and for a while, the sound of four people shuffling cards with eight hands echoed through the room.

From now on, forget about "meow"—let’s change everything to "baa," in memory of that sheep that should have been scrubbed clean and tossed onto the grill.

Telo’s strength might not be the undisputed top among the four, but it certainly wasn't the lowest either.

Miao Cuihua felt a chill run down her spine as she listened. In her past life, she had read plenty of news reports about domestic violence, but she could never fathom how anyone could be so brutal. She hadn’t expected to see such a thing unfold before her eyes in this ancient era—it was even more horrifying than how Miao Fugui had once beaten her.

Since Roger had broken through much earlier than anticipated, and Harrison and his friend hadn't specified an exact arrival time, the two traveled leisurely along the way, completely unhurried.

Qin Lingxue was overjoyed after defeating Liu Qingyuan. Convinced that the Tiger-Roar Sword in Feng Xuanren’s possession was authentic, an overly excited Qin Lingxue placed even greater trust in Feng Xuanren. He not only showered Feng with praise but also promised that once Liu Qingyuan was killed, the Wanling Divine Sect would remain under Feng Xuanren’s command.

Yet, she was indeed in the wrong, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say, stamping her feet in frustration.

Zhou Yi was incensed. He drew his long sword, a sharp, clear ring echoing through the air as the brilliant blue light diverted the lightning, shattering a nearby storefront.

Seeing Bai Suoming trying to contest the divine weapon, Qin Lingxue could not tolerate it. Just as he was about to strike, Zhou Yingying’s voice reached his ears.

"The duel ends here today; it is a draw between you two. Master Shi, what is your decision? Shall we fight or negotiate?" Chao Gai asked.

Although they had set up layers of ambushes all around, they dared not strike rashly without an order from Xiao Yunfei.

It was not that he was unwilling to let Feng Wei obtain this item; he believed that Zhou Chu, the leader of the Daxiong Gang, felt the same way.

At this moment, their opinions were sharply divided. If they entered the Imperial Capital, they would inevitably attract the attention of Xiao Longwu, making it impossible for the faction truly supporting Li Jiang to operate in the shadows.

Ge Qing remarked, "This is truly astonishing. For you to be chosen by the Divine Tree on your first visit is no small feat. I have lived for nearly ten thousand years, and I can count on my fingers the number of times the Divine Tree has communicated with me."

Sure enough, the moment they entered the city, the ambush arranged by the remnants of Gao Guanyintai sprang into action. Brother Di remained calm in the face of danger; he produced the Dali Kingdom’s military command seal bestowed by the Crown Prince and informed the Dali generals that Gao Guanyintai’s faction was plotting treason.

"General Golden Star" Li Zhongxuan saw the situation and knew that Wen Wugui’s martial arts had withered over the years, making him nothing to fear. He let out a cold snort, flourished his golden fan, and met him head-on.

"Damn, so many ninth-rank Profound Spirit martial artists? This is going to be troublesome!" Ye Wanhua, not far away, exclaimed in shock at the sight.

Silver-badge angel Xiao Wushi snorted coldly. He executed an "iron bridge" maneuver, planting his feet firmly, arching his back until it brushed the ground, and gracefully dodged the horizontal sweep of Wanyan Xielihu’s blade.

Gongsun Xin'er had actually spotted the black shadow rushing toward her earlier. Just as she was about to act, she realized the person's aura felt familiar, or rather, she instinctively sensed that there was no malice in him. Only when the white-haired elder drove the man back did she see his face clearly.

I parked the car at a lot not far from the night market. Before I could even lock it, Chuchu had already turned and dived into the crowd.

"The Jingzhou army has equipped a heavy infantry unit of at least twenty thousand soldiers; these heavy infantry are the natural bane of all cavalry!" Wei Jie didn't rush to bring up his own questions, instead stating this calmly.

At that moment, an extremely faint sigh drifted over. The instant the sound reached him, Wang Hun felt his soul tremble, his heart pounding wildly, and his eyes filled with an unprecedented sense of dread.

Previously, he had been able to slay powerful foes entirely by feigning weakness, then secretly deploying martial arts while distracting his opponent. Once the enemy assumed he was outmatched, he would immediately erupt, catching them off guard.

Ever since the team was formed, I had been heading straight to the internet café after school, no longer walking home with Lele. Although I didn't say it aloud, I knew Lele was, to some extent, angry.

Everything proceeded exactly as Xiang Yu had predicted, and the three horse-faced men showered Xiang Yu with praise for his flawless strategy.

At this moment, Song Ming felt like parched earth meeting a sweet rain, absorbing the seemingly endless origin energy. Nourished by this vast power, the mana within him underwent a staggering transformation. His state changed bit by bit; it became not only more condensed and solid but also vastly more abundant.

Young Master Mu looked at the angry back of that gentleman and shrugged helplessly before continuing his journey with his "superb driving skills."

"The Tuoba Xianbei are, after all, Hu people. Are you not worried, Shubao, that this move will give others an excuse to say you are harboring a tiger and inviting a wolf into the house?" Wang Zhen'e asked with a calm, heavy tone.

Hearing Xu Hui scream, Tong En rushed back to her side. He was startled to see her sitting in a mud pit, wailing in a disheveled state.

Of course, some might not have met Zhang Yaming in person, but there was hardly anyone present who hadn't heard the name Paradise Island.

As long as he was loyal and talented, a Hu person could have a bright future in the Tang Dynasty; it was perfectly normal to grant him a title. Gao Qingtai and the others were reassured after hearing his explanation.

A large portion of the rocks and boulders ejected when the City in the Sky awoke fell back to Earth. Although a significant amount burned to ash upon entering the atmosphere, a considerable portion struck the ground or the ice covering the oceans, causing quite a commotion.

"Breathe!" Xing Bin kissed the person in his arms with obsession. Only when he noticed her face flushing red as she held her breath, allowing him to overwhelm her, did he reluctantly pull away and tease her with a laugh.

The Longwu Army, an elite force of the Tang, was well-trained. Despite the sudden turn of events, they remained fearless, leveling their horizontal blades and focusing on the battle.

"When did I ever toy with you? I am serious. The matter of you biting me is a separate account," Lord Long said, still as calm as ever.

Yet, players on both sides instinctively viewed the other as their primary threat. Because the two villages were so close, and a mountain cannot hold two tigers, one village had to bow its head in submission.