Chapter 39

Suddenly, the rocks on both sides of the canyon were blasted open one after another. From the holes emerged numerous figures, each exuding the aura of at least a War Venerable. A quick estimate suggested there were at least ten Peak War Venerables—far outnumbering those of the Han family.

"My big brother already said there is no antidote. Pressuring him is useless. If you want to blame someone, blame your junior sister for refusing to admit defeat!" Sun Zi crossed his arms and huffed.

"Slower, a little slower." The incoming wind tangled her hair, blocking her vision. She dared not use her hands to push it away, forced to peer at everything through the gaps in her hair. The wind stung her face, and the howling in her ears filled her with terror.

Li Hongyuan’s face turned deathly dark. However, this person was, firstly, an elderly woman, and secondly, the grandmother whom Wanwan cared about deeply. He truly could not do anything to her, so he cast a resentful glance at Luo Peishan, who was strolling over leisurely, and flicked his sleeves in departure.

Qi Shang deeply missed the time before the apocalypse, when he still had warmth and feelings. Now, he had to recall the sensation of such an embrace within his own mind.

Although Star Stones of Battle Energy are categorized into five types, in reality, due to the unique ingenuity of the Star Stone craftsmen during the refining process, they can be forged into various colors, forms, and elemental powers.

Ji Rongyu had no objections this time, for the harvest was substantial enough that she was willing to forgo her share of the points.

"You lowly mortal, this is no place for you to speak!" Demon Lord Mo Xi waved his massive sleeve, sending a surge of demonic energy toward Zhuying.

"Ah Mo, take a look at these five. It took your senior brother a great deal of effort to select them from all over the country!" Helian Min was radiant and spirited, showing none of the humility expected of a defeated nation.

Ah Mo said nothing more. She did not want Feng Xie to intervene and damage his relationship with Feng Honglie. Even with a hatred as deep as the ocean, they were father and son; in the imperial court, an unfilial emperor would leave behind a legacy of shame for generations to come.

Song Yazhu initially did not understand her husband's intentions, but after hearing his explanation, she decided to save face for him in front of everyone. Besides, even though they were all well-acquainted, serving tea to guests was the most basic etiquette for a host.

After saying this, he headed toward the children's room, opened the door, and stepped inside without letting the children come out.

The Department of Discipline was located in the east of the academy, directly opposite the Alchemy Society. As one of the most powerful factions in Yunluo Academy, its requirements were not as prohibitively high as those of the Alchemy Society, leading countless students to scramble for a chance to join every year.

Once a person harbors thoughts of suicide, they tend to spiral into pessimism. As mentioned before, the roots of the Blood-Sucking Vine can filter negative thoughts, causing them to proliferate until they trigger feelings of brutality, anger, and revenge. At that point, a person loses their reason, leading to terrifying consequences.

Gasps of shock escaped both their lips simultaneously, ringing out abruptly in the cold, quiet night like a thunderclap on flat ground.

"So, do we set off now, or should we rest and recuperate before moving out?" Qin Yi looked around at the group and asked.

"Why did she leave without saying goodbye?" Blue Dragon sensed Xiao Fei'er and Xiao Zi enter Qin Yi's cave dwelling, only to fly downward shortly after. He had assumed they were just running errands, but it was only when he saw their names turn white in the sky that he realized they had departed.

Curious about how Jun Ziye would respond, and unwilling to interrupt their conversation, Rong Wanxi did not knock, choosing instead to engage in the uncharitable act of eavesdropping.

Qiangqu had spoken at such length simply to convey one point: only by fighting desperately to break through the government forces' blockade would his soldiers have a chance at survival.

Since the outer perimeter was designed on such a massive scale, one could only imagine how magnificent the Divine Palace must be. Now we faced a choice: which of the four regions, treated as Torii gates, would be the safest and most reliable path to take?

Rarely receiving praise from Li Yang, Qingniao immediately puffed out its chest, its eyes filled with pride, completely ignoring the fact that its full-power strike had been effortlessly neutralized by Li Yang.

Wang Da recounted how he had questioned the Lord when Wang Xingxin instructed him to dilute the wine for Cheng Yaojin, and repeated the reprimand he had received from Wang Xingxin to Qin Yong.

The "Soldier's Release" of the fur coat began in an instant. The fox fur shed in strands, turning into wisps of gray mist. Under Lian Haiping’s watchful eyes, the skin melted away like snow, until it vanished completely, all its essence gathering upward.

Wu Qing and Li Wu Shi responded immediately and stepped outside, just as Li Jingshan, dressed in a pale blue robe, approached.

Her sweat-drenched body was clear evidence of what Wan Guohua had mentioned earlier—that she had gone out to practice her basic skills. Judging by the habit, it was clearly something she had persisted in for a long time.

Having studied medicine under Hu Qingniu for a year, this fellow failed to save himself, but instead learned how to consume those rare heavenly treasures.

After downing five or six eggs in one breath, Wang Xingxin summoned Wang Er, and the two rode off toward Chang'an City.

Indeed, standing before Vlad were members of the Straw Hat Pirates: the swordsman Zoro, the cook Sanji, and the musician Brook. The other three were absent, likely because their strength had not yet reached the level of the fourth floor. The one speaking was the yellow-haired Sanji.