Chapter 63: Mini-Dungeon: Arranged Marriage First, Falling in Love Later

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The situation on the other side was equally dire. Although they had managed, with great difficulty, to slay several Qi-condensing Red Claw Rats, more than a dozen still remained. Moreover, the few present at Qing Mansion were nearly depleted of both spiritual and physical strength. If the battle continued, the consequences were all too predictable.

Additionally, one must not forget Dian Wei’s unparalleled skill, which could further enhance his weapon. Already a diamond-tier weapon, how far could it be elevated? Zhao Kang did not know. Alternatively, Dian Wei could directly strengthen himself, which would be equally formidable.

A man in his thirties, clad in a red cloak and leaning on a cane, respectfully bowed and saluted Edward.

Upon hearing this, He Qingchuan’s face brightened with sudden understanding. Before arriving at Qing Mansion, he had already sent messages to the two but received no reply. Previously, he found this strange and worried they might have encountered trouble.

Confiscating the property of Catholic merchants and civilians, orders were issued to the City Hall for special funding to support the Protestant army’s military expenses.

The great leader Zhu Yunying was unaware of the events of this night. As per usual, he had long since embraced a beauty and, after a prolonged struggle, collapsed exhausted onto his bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Yesterday, when Zhao Kang sent Chen Qingzhi to wander around the village, most villagers had gone to watch the Golden Platform, leaving the streets nearly deserted. Passing by the martial arts school, Chen Qingzhi suddenly heard shouts from within. Curious, he entered the Li Family Martial Arts School.

Indeed, it seemed that dining at the Philan Restaurant required prior reservation; otherwise, one would have to seek another place. The Night Wind appeared quite disappointed upon seeing so many patrons, surely a sign that the food was excellent.

Moreover, such cases were rare; bankruptcies were frequent. Observing Spain’s current stance toward the New World made this abundantly clear.

But if he was not a member of the Free Peak sect, how could he have come out of a room belonging to Free Peak? Even if he were from Free Peak, his age aside, no one had ever seen him before.

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Seeing Vivian’s consent, Ryoko Yamaguchi relaxed her grip, and Lei Li immediately collapsed weakly to the ground, making a gesture to invite Vivian outside.

Wiping away tears, Leng Yu continued writing, each word seeming engraved upon her heart. She wrote with such intensity that hunger was forgotten, working tirelessly day and night.

Early the next morning, agonizing roars and Shaman’s hysterical curses echoed from the adjacent room.

In the course of the battle, the three had fought countless rounds. Though Li Ning wielded his heavy sword in sweeping, unmatched arcs, its weight and his limited skill prevented him from wielding it at will, leaving him unable to harm the two young men.

His blade moved in wide, sweeping arcs, seizing the initiative with a reckless, life-risking slash. Such a fierce momentum sent shivers down one’s spine; even if he were defeated, his spirit alone would earn admiration.

The General’s Mansion’s arrogance largely stemmed from its cultivation of dragon cavalry, who enjoyed the deep trust of the royal family.

She repeatedly promised several senior brothers about the elixirs and secretly took note. When distributing the elixirs, these senior brothers’ disciples would receive dozens of times more, and far higher quality, than the others. Since the number of disciples was few, it was not overly taxing.

Outside, the rain poured relentlessly with no sign of abating. Yang Lefan had spent an uncomfortable night on the sofa; Yumei slept in bed. That night, however, was destined to be extraordinary. She lay awake, contemplating the nature of her relationship with Wang Yu throughout the long hours.

Suddenly, two golden lightning bolts intertwined and merged into a single, thicker, and more massive thunderbolt, like the giant axe of a god, cleaving the heavens and earth asunder.

“I pay a tremendous price each time I awaken. Give me one reason not to kill you,” Qin Shi Huang said slowly.

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Startled, Kong Xiyuan covered her mouth, her large eyes blinking rapidly as she stared at Xuan Yue Yaoyao.

“So, you’re now a member of the Cloud Sky Kingdom?” Bing Lan said, disappointed. An also lowered her head.

The Blood Swamp Frog’s health was nearly exhausted, but just as it neared death, it activated the skill “Poison Sac Explosion,” detonating the poison sacs stored in its abdomen—a self-destructive move.

Especially the old Confucian scholar, to prove sincerity, first recited a Heavenly Secret to bestow upon Jiang Yu and the others—an unimaginably tempting offer. Facing such a formidable forbidden power, refusing or accepting seemed no different; any ordinary cultivator would have long since agreed.

“Since this is a stone gambling game, I shall not miss such an opportunity. I bet a huge piece of purple crystal on Brother Ximen’s victory!” The old woman tossed out a massive purple crystal, causing everyone to gasp in astonishment.

“I need you to answer a question,” Ouyang’s tone was calm as ever, even Bing Lan could not help but admire his restraint.

Wan Chongwu spoke up. Though anxious, he maintained the dignity of a king, asking Qiu Wenjun steadily and clearly.

After his chant, the blood on the ground had long since transformed into a river flowing across the battlefield. Countless blood-red spider lilies bloomed within this river. The appearance of this blood river made clear that the world’s barrier could no longer be torn apart; everyone was trapped inside.