Chapter 39: Do Not Worry, I Will Return

Lu Youyou had not expected Gu Qingye to still be there after she had dawdled for so long, but since she had to teach him eventually, doing it now was just as well.

"My grandfather taught me some health-cultivation exercises that work well in conjunction with medicinal diets, but it has been so long since I practiced them that recalling the details is a bit of a struggle."

Just a struggle?

Her silky hair was slightly disheveled, and the warmth beneath her palms had risen from the exertion. A single, crystalline bead of sweat traced a path down her cheek and across her collarbone.

It felt as if a pebble had skipped across the very tip of her heart.

It was hard to guarantee that no one would discover a material to replace refractory bricks; relocating the arsenal overseas was indeed an excellent choice.

The gathered spirits erupted into an uproar. Everyone knew that Ning Luo’s rules were rarely bent. That Lian Haiping held such sway—able to bring anyone he pleased—showed that Ning Luo valued him far above any of them.

This left the three members of the Gu family with rigid expressions. Before this, they could never have imagined that Qin Lie was a member of the Saint Clan, and that he possessed such terrifying martial arts. Perhaps only the most monstrously gifted young genius of the Heavenly God Clan would be qualified to contend with him.

Shiliu frowned. This guy was not an easy opponent to handle. His fully awakened Rumble-Rumble Fruit was monstrously powerful; numbers simply meant nothing to him.

Heihan’s pointed question caused Yi He, whose emotions had been slightly turbulent, to feel a jolt of alarm. However, he kept his expression unchanged and steered the conversation back to Li Yang.

Ever since Zhao Tianming had first come into contact with antiques, he had gained a clear understanding of the antique market in the city of Guangzhou.

He had previously been worried that his generals might feel nervous or fearful of the coming battle, as it was bound to be a hard fight. Seeing their current demeanor—not only devoid of fear but perhaps even overly confident—he finally felt at ease.

"I... I want to go back." Wanying broke free from Hu Tianming’s grasp. "Thank you for today." Without waiting for a response, she dropped the cycad and fled as if her life depended on it.

Having grasped this logic, Lian Haiping descended. If it had taken an entire day to drift upward, it would surely take the same amount of time to descend; it was a basic principle.

A powerful aura appeared behind him. Flames erupted from Vlad’s shoulders, and he spun around just in time to see Imu’s fist, wreathed in telekinetic energy, barreling toward him.

Although Zhuque was somewhat puzzled, he clearly had fewer reservations. Without a word, he unleashed a fireball. Even if it didn't kill K, it would at least force his servant, Saber, to exit the field entirely.

"Provide compensation to each family based on the number of members. By the way, are there any survivors?" A-Zhi suddenly wondered if there were any "stragglers" who had managed to escape.

The situation was currently unclear. No one knew if the Four Sects had captured any cultivators from the Taiyi Palace. If the Four Sects learned of their return and used prisoners as leverage, things would become extremely thorny.

Xu Huaishan had always struck Xie Lei as someone without a mind of his own, a man who served only to charge into battle and conquer territory for Xiao Hanlin. With the promotion of the county bureau chief, the power over legal and political affairs in Gangning had remained firmly in Xiao Hanlin’s grip.

The massive creature that appeared before Ainiya was a dragon—though dragons were rare, they were not such an uncommon sight in a place like Seranthu.

Upon learning that Delington would engage in a trial of arms with Sheona during the victory celebration, Gordon took action. That needle-crystal was, of course, something he had intentionally left for Schlieffen. Because the crystal stored a spell array, its structure and core were far more complex than ordinary magic, making it much easier to tamper with.

Pompey fell into deep thought, and the entire banquet lapsed into silence. No one had anything else to say; they were either busy eating or waiting for Pompey’s decision. At this moment, everything depended on the exchange between him and Caesar.