Volume One, Chapter 39: The Novice Cavalryman

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Zhuang Qiu looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, yet the two of them had still not found a suitable place to settle down.

Sakonji Urokodaki spoke with great gravity. Although he wore a mask that hid his expression, his tone made it clear that this was a matter of critical importance.

He had just used an oak tree root to touch the purple void in the sky, which seemed like nothing more than a hallucination. The moment the root made contact, that phantom-like void suddenly expanded outward.

Upon waking, Ji Yu was startled to see the world before him looking as if it were the end of days.

It was unclear whether they were truly responding to Chu Ge or simply harboring ill will, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

With every step they took, the earth shook, erupting with thunderous roars and kicking up dense clouds of dust.

Zhang Haiou worried that the arrow would detonate the landmines and tried to intercept it, only to find that the arrow had missed its mark by three meters.

However, after a moment’s thought, he realized he would need to personally inspect the quality of the tea leaves anyway, so he nodded and agreed.

"Mo Jue!" Xue Ran’s face flushed, and she immediately cut him off, fearing he might say something even more embarrassing.

Because at this moment, before his eyes, the massive nuclear reactor began to turn transparent. Within that transparency, a silver cube glowing with fluorescence was spinning constantly, seemingly absorbing some unknown substance from its surroundings.

Jian He had been using the sword energy of Shuangwu to disperse the green mist; otherwise, plunging headlong into it would have been no different than being blindfolded.

To be even more precise, Alice and one ghost fiend were battling four others, making the fight much easier.

Ten minutes later, the rhythmic sound of automatic rifle fire echoed through the second floor. Three-round bursts flashed with orange-red muzzle flames in an orderly fashion, followed by a deathly silence.

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However, Ling Hao only gave it a brief thought and did not dwell on the matter of Lu Jiufeng. What caught his attention was that the old man’s soul had actually retained its memories all this time. If he could determine how many years the old man had existed, might he be able to calculate the timeline of the ancient era? Perhaps he could even uncover what had happened back then.

Taking a closer look, he realized it was nothing more than a mummified corpse leaning against the wall, its hair fluttering in the wind.

In short, Taoist heritage is not easily preserved; a moment of carelessness can lead to its extinction. Thus, even Taoists serving as government officials felt an extraordinary sense of kinship when meeting those of the Celestial Master lineage—these were their own people, their kin.

Not wanting to dwell on it further, Lin Ai checked her current attire. Sure enough, whether it was real or just psychological pressure, she felt a chill running through her entire body.

"We will drive the war between the forest kingdom and the androids, and we will suppress Adam and Eve from helping you." N2’s figure began to slowly fade, but her voice continued to echo throughout the space.

After paying, they were in the manga section, not far from the entrance; some of the people who entered had no specific purpose.

Surtur roared, raising the Twilight Sword high. The blade turned blood-red, flowing with scorching heat, and an astonishing divine power emanated from it.

He was a man controlled and unable to act of his own free will; living in darkness yet yearning for the light, he had helped those like Fahai, who struggled to break free from their chains, in both public and private ways.

"Lu Beilin, farewell." Watching the cold, mocking sneer on Sun Zhe’s face, he raised a hand, waved it lightly, and prepared to pull the trigger.

Lin Feng entered the bridge, but not a single word regarding the matter could be pried from the mouths of the crew; they kept everything bottled up inside.

Though he seemed to have lost all signs of life, Ye Lingyun knew he was not dead; he had simply awakened new genes under the influence of a powerful force.

Although he was far from the man of her dreams, today could still be considered a significant discovery.

The people of Sand City all felt this powerful aura, casting looks of pity at the two figures fleeing.

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This phantom was clad in silver-white metal armor with lightning dancing across its surface, holding a spear condensed from lightning in its hand; it was the projection of a Titan Giant construct.

Although her current magical beast territory was basically self-sufficient and she could trade through the channels of the other four mage towers within the Four-Ring Council, not having her own territory in the council was always a nuisance. Thus, her recent foul mood was understandable.

"Cough, cough. Since the senior puts it that way, I have no choice but to get serious." Xu Ran coughed twice, spitting out stagnant blood from his chest, and felt much better.

Looking at the history of the Qingyao Sect—no, the entire ten-thousand-year history of the cultivation world—how many people had been granted such an opportunity?

Yun Shuchan was highly capable; she had only been hampered by a lack of help before. Now that she had found free labor, she would surely squeeze every ounce of effort out of him.

"Then, according to your opinion, how should I handle this matter?" Ye Yun asked.

The reason Li Anxian could not remain in seclusion indefinitely was not only because he believed in balancing work and rest and did not want his nerves to be too tightly wound, but also because the Thunder Temple could not function without him.

"I am giving you five thousand elite soldiers; bring every member of the Power Clan to justice. Anyone who resists is to be killed without mercy," Xue Ke said, her face full of murderous intent.

"Sister, your brother-in-law is a celebrity writer now. Even if people are here for the hype, they are drawn by his fame and influence. If you had started this writers' village on your own, do you think so many people would have applied to move in?" Tang Qianqian whispered a reminder.