35 The Eleventh Person

Only Lady Xie remained, her face devoid of both joy and sorrow. At the sight of her husband and mother-in-law hauling in a corpse, she felt a wave of nausea, as if someone had stuffed a fly into her mouth.

"Then... alright." Whenever Tianqing heard Mo Mingchen's voice, a familiar sense of security would always wash over her.

"Yes, she was truly a wonderful companion back then. In life, she was such a good friend." Suddenly, a voice echoed in Jiang Heduo’s heart, wishing he had known back then that she was his own sister.

The red roses were in full bloom, and Guo Lingling opened her stone gate. Guo Lingling and the Rose Fairy stepped inside.

Watching in silence, Ye Fei, in truth, did not know how long he had been asleep, nor did he even know where he was! From the moment Chu Fengyun appeared, he had lost consciousness.

Furthermore, she would inevitably drag Feng Qing down with her, as it was Feng Qing who had recommended her for this project.

Qin Shuisu did not resist as she had moments before; she simply moved a few steps away of her own accord, widening the distance between herself and Liu Runqing.

"Alright." Song Ziyi could never withstand it when Brother Xuan spoke in such a tone. Every time he told her to rest assured, she would tackle even the most difficult tasks, purely out of her absolute trust in him.

It was truly strange; he should have been robust, yet lately, every morning upon waking, she found his face etched with exhaustion.

The world belonged to the Northern Yan royal family; whoever hindered their march toward unification was their enemy.

All cultivators practiced the inner elixir path, yet over the countless ages, the outer elixir path had also birthed many peerless geniuses.

One had to know that even when Lu Yiyu had acquired the Longevity Plague, his expression had not been as astonished as it was now.

Senior Sister Weng Ling was doing this for no other reason than to have her join the Second Domain, but if this continued, it was unclear whether it would lead to trouble.

Cao Cao and Ding Yuan were acquaintances, both having served as subordinates in General He Jin's mansion. Upon meeting, they greeted each other with polite, cupped-hand salutes.

If one could fully refine the Heavenly Dao of Yuan Prefecture and control a realm as a foundation, Zhang Qingyuan would naturally have the confidence to seek out that Void Heavenly Demon.

It could be considered a test of the Dao; if one failed to endure, they might never recover, but should they persevere, bolstered by the teachings of the Sect Master, they would surely soar to great heights.

The Black-Haired Bear, like Bucktooth, pronounced "snow" as "blood." Zhao Lei paid no mind, assuming it was simply their local accent.

Chisongzi opened his mouth and inhaled, drawing the pestilence into his body. The Longevity Plague within him surged forward, instantly assimilating the newly entered miasma.

Li Jiangliu did not attempt to persuade the inner disciples to join him in establishing a sect. The reason was simple: many among the inner disciples possessed higher cultivation than his, and nearly everyone present surpassed him in power.

Following this, Feng Qian formed a seal, and a beam of energy pierced through the formation toward the Spirit Transformation Cave, leaving a palm print hovering upon the seal.

With the carving of "A Dream of Nankai" completed, Qin Huai felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer; the "hills and ravines in his heart" had solidified significantly.

One hundred million yuan converted to a little over ten million dollars. For Master Li’s current net worth, it was truly a drop in the ocean.

He had already witnessed the defensive strength of the dragon scales during his previous battle with the Crystal Dragon Corpse; without utilizing the "Startling Feather" divine ability, Duan Fei would have been unable to breach them.

Whatever the craft, Qin Huai would observe with infinite patience, occasionally throwing out a few professional questions.

"Neither of us is the person capable of cleaning up this mess!" Mo Shen sighed in resignation.

Regardless, the Lin Imperial Clan was the fundamental force stabilizing the Nine Provinces. If the Lin family suffered too great a sacrifice, even if the beast rebellion were quelled, there would be no guarantee of balance in the Nine Provinces.

When he rose to leave, the carriage had already vanished into the distance. As the year drew to a close, the officials were dismissed from court to celebrate the New Year. Would he be back in the capital by this time next year?

His dream of a martial arts hero had been personally buried by his parents. Though he did not wish for his son to grow up and jump off cliffs in search of miraculous encounters, he felt a pang of loss.

In 1997, the economy of Hong Kong was highly developed. The property market reached its zenith that year, only to plummet to its nadir in the same span. The impending Asian financial crisis would also be a monumental test for this prosperous international metropolis.

The store manager's calm and composed handling of the situation immediately won cheers from the surrounding customers. Luo Li was the first to shout, "Well said!" and took the lead in applauding.

By that afternoon, the news of Gu Lingge’s return had spread throughout Lin'an. The Empress, who had been critically ill, had recovered; not only did she rebuke the court officials for their inaction, but she also proposed new strategies for the war in the Northern City. The common people looked on with anticipation, but the ladies and masters in the palace felt otherwise.

Mount Li seemed as if it were about to collapse, shaking violently. The earth trembled, and countless boulders tumbled down, smashing deep into the ground.

It had been a long time since the Taihang Mountains had seen such large-scale troop expansion. Although various units recruited and trained on their own, the number of times they had recruited within the defense zone in the name of the headquarters could be counted on one hand. Moreover, this was an influx of one hundred thousand new recruits, which was a sensational event for both the people and the military.

Yang Zun spoke softly, and a surge of powerful internal energy poured from his body. For a moment, the heavens lost their color, and the winds and clouds shifted. The ground beneath his feet could not withstand the pressure and began to crack.

Regardless of whether the enemy possessed aircraft, they had to assume they did. Otherwise, in future wars, failing to pay attention to such details could lead to disastrous losses.

With Xie Yidao’s current physical strength, five strikes were likely his limit. But once the fifth strike was unleashed, the power would be astonishing—it was said that even a cultivator at the Six Harmonies Realm would find it hard to resist.

It turned out that five hundred years ago, upon the recommendation of Taibai Jinxing, the Jade Emperor had conferred upon Wukong the title of "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" and ordered the brothers Zhang and Lu to build the Mansion of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven to the right of the Peaches of Immortality Garden.

Tang Xiao’s expression was solemn, for behind Meng Chaoran were mostly youths, and the rest were feeble, elderly men.

"Is Kuoyuan already this strong?" Gu Lingge still found it hard to believe. Although she had not seen clearly when she was abducted to Gui City, judging by the people coming and going in the prefectural office, the lineup should not have been this formidable.

Lin Miwan remained silent. Shangguan Zisu said, "What is he? How dare he clamor in my presence? Yi Hanxuan, let me tell you, I don't care what your status is; if you anger the Sovereign, I will not let you off." As she spoke, a crimson light flashed in her eyes, piercing into Yi Hanxuan’s dark pupils.