Volume 1, Chapter 38: Backstab

"What do you mean 'no'? This is an order. Do you dare to defy it? Besides, neither your experience nor your combat skills can compare to mine. What is there to argue about?" Lu Yu said with a gloomy face.

Zhang Luoye turned a corner and saw the gate of the residence from afar. To his surprise, more than a dozen people were standing in front of it. Among them was a young man dressed like a wealthy scion, wearing a melon-skin cap and a 'long gown' made of expensive fabric, with a 'magua' jacket worn over it.

Of course, sometimes this was necessary; it instilled a sense of distance-induced respect for the Academy Dean, while simultaneously giving birth to a feeling called fear.

As night fell, two spots of fiery red light ignited atop the towering mast of the sea vessel, casting a striking crimson glow around the ship and tearing through the surrounding darkness.

The situation temporarily stabilized, and Luo Hong’s Huaxia Pharmacy headquarters finally relocated to Hongtu City. Xie Danxuan and her younger brother arrived along with Liu Nihong and the others; naturally, Liu Nihong’s Nihong Pavilion moved as well.

Sun Dianying pushed forward as if moving through an empty land, his body surging with blood-red light as he easily tore through one Taoist priest after another.

As for the reason why, it was naturally because Zhou Ming was afraid of provoking the old man's wrath. He feared damaging the "model student" image he had cultivated in front of the old man; otherwise, he could forget about ever gaining the freedom he desired by the time he graduated from junior high.

The other three were first and second-rank General-level Spirit Masters. The second-rank Spirit Beast General held off a Yellow-rank magic spirit beast alone, while the two first-rank Spirit Martial Generals joined forces to block another Yellow-rank magic spirit beast.

Seeing Di Jia deep in thought, Wang Yingshou wanted to go up and ask what had been said, but he was stopped by Li Yidao.

Qingniao stamped her foot and had no choice but to turn and board the carriage. Before long, she returned with a knife, a tray, and a cloth. She first scraped away the top layer of accumulated snow, then scooped up some of the thin snow from beneath with her palms and presented it to Baixue. Baixue smiled slightly and lowered her head to eat it.

Zhang Hanqing was dressed in fine silks and satins, his long gown fluttering—a perfect performance as a young dandy. Cai E, however, wore his usual merchant attire to semi-conceal his identity. Uninformed onlookers would assume Zhang Hanqing was the young master of some noble house, while Cai E was merely his attendant.

Lieyan squinted with a look of wonder, secretly pondering: What is Mu Zhiting planning to do?

Back then, he was almost able to fight him to a draw; even if he had lost, it was only by a hair’s breadth to Mu Tiankuang. This went to show that Xuanyuan Jing was also hiding his true strength quite deeply.

"Alright, hurry up and go wash your face, brush your teeth, and go to bed! It’s very late, and you have to get up early tomorrow," Jiang Mengke said, nudging the motionless Gong Luoqing with her foot.

"Hey, hey, hey! Someone from the Publicity Department, get out here! I want to know who the hell has so much to say," Li Zheyu sat there, legs crossed, looking sternly at the person before him, his heart filled with indignation. "Did you leave your brain at home this morning? Coming to my department to stir up trouble at the crack of dawn."

He Xi: "Anyway, we are in the same world. If you buy resources, it's cheaper. We can just trade offline."

"It's nothing, just eat your skewers." Wu Xing didn't want Rena to know the reason, so he grabbed a few meat skewers and stuffed them into her mouth.

Although the movements were clumsy and monotonous, in his eyes, this... was the greatest happiness.

It was impossible for the Behemoth King not to know about this. He likely had a clear understanding of Yun Longjian’s policies and deployments in Crystal City by now, but he still needed to hear it from Yun Longjian himself.

"Yao'er." Ling Yan paused. He hadn't expected Yue Yao'er, who had been in a deep slumber, to wake up at this moment. But this was hardly a good time; he was already struggling to save himself, and having Yue Yao'er wake up would only mean she would suffer alongside him.

Could the mastermind behind the scenes be planning to turn this middle-aged man into a God-Cultivator? With such keen senses, it would be a pity if he didn't become one.

But the moment his finger touched the lightning, a spike suddenly extended from one of the bone frames of the gun, piercing straight through his palm.

Those who retreated to defend Putian City immediately closed the newly repaired gates. Everyone fighting the Japanese pirates on the city walls was terrified by their sheer numbers. A rough estimate put the pirates at twenty or thirty thousand, far exceeding the total number previously calculated.

As Ling Yan completed his hand seals, the Dragon-Moon Heaven-Slaying Blade screeched through the air from ten thousand feet above, flying back to his side at high speed and orbiting his body like a meteor.

"Don't change the subject. Answer my question: if you were given a chance to start over, what would you choose?" Monk Wuwen pressed.

Huang Yueying did not explain. At that moment, she simply made a gesture of invitation. Then, Liao Dongfeng was the first to walk out of the secret chamber.

Zhu Yao turned to look at the egg beside her, and suddenly, realization dawned on her. Her eyes darkened instantly, and her brows furrowed deeply. She looked down at the mechanical device in her hand, twisted it to open it, and without even glancing at the egg behind her, she walked straight into the Boundary Tide.

"You have suffered a lot..." Chu Xiang’s voice turned somewhat hoarse as she applied the ointment to the wound.

He forcibly dragged Xiu and hauled him home, preventing him from disturbing Li. After Lao Shan left Ye's house, he went to find Ta and accompanied him to the Medicine Elder's place, where they spoke until very late.

He shot me a sidelong glance, as if to say, "Who told you to say such things?" I felt inexplicably guilty and dared not speak again.

Thirty miles south of Ningpu Port was the famous Sea Salt Village. The salt-making technology in the village was very advanced; in addition to boiling and simmering methods, they also used sun-drying techniques. Because this required vast salt pans, the village was built on relatively flat ground, with no natural defenses to rely on.

However, throughout the journey, the Demon Lord remained chatty and relaxed, showing no signs of anything amiss as he led his followers into a side hall of the main palace.

Seeing that she couldn't help but smile while saying this, Liu Fei nearly laughed as well.

Since it was Tang Yang himself, someone must have helped him so that he wouldn't be disqualified from the competition.

He immediately leapt into the air, somersaulted, and slashed down with his sword. The Fire Dragon Sword Qi erupted in the blink of an eye, swearing to tear Mo Yiyue apart.

"I'm thinking about a big event. A very, very big event." Liu Shuang turned back and kissed Liu Xin lightly on the lips as he spoke.

Liu Jingyue seemed to be getting angrier and angrier, and she had glared at Liu Fei more times than she could count, but what was puzzling was that she never actually exploded.

One of the men who had been reaching for a gun tilted his shoulder back; he knew his scapula had been pierced, and his arm had lost all strength.