Volume 1, Chapter 70: Intentionally Sent Away

Xia Xinyao found it somewhat strange. The rock sugar and snow pear soup she had just fed to Old Lady Song was meant to relieve coughs and soothe the throat, so why would she want plain water again?

Fide carried his broadsword as he walked up the city wall. There were already a dozen corpses on the ground, and he immediately noticed that the number of mercenaries stationed here was far too small, which defied logic.

"I didn't expect the local social customs to be so open, with brothels scattered everywhere," Luo Li remarked. In the desolate kingdom, such places were considered unpresentable—meaning you could engage in such activities, but never openly. It was rather like wanting to play the whore while setting up a monument to chastity.

However, Gu Yuanshan was in no better shape than Ye Feng at the moment. In order to prevent Ye Feng from making a fatal mistake just now, he had unleashed his absolute strongest power.

Not only that, but the aura of death pressed down upon them as overwhelmingly as Mount Tai. Sensing this unusual presence, both of their expressions changed drastically.

The sword failed to pierce Demps's heart, striking his shoulder instead. Prince Bradley managed to hold down King Byron's arm in time, thereby sparing Demps's life.

Silently muttering a complaint in her heart, Bai Yi turned her head to look at Mu Zhaoyang, who was still absorbing crystal cores in the inner room. Seeing him maintain a cross-legged meditative posture with a peaceful expression, her mind felt somewhat at ease.

Russell shouted to Feo, who had just stepped into the stable, "Get some tea for our guest, or it will seem terribly impolite of us!" With that, he turned back to look at Fide, a constant smile gracing his face.

The early hours of the morning had arrived. If they did not launch the assault right then, they would easily be detected by the water bandits shortly thereafter. Thus, both the infantry and the naval forces launched their attack simultaneously. The momentum of ten thousand men charging was magnificent, leaving the water bandits to see only a dense, dark mass of figures rushing toward their lair.

Liansheng stared intently at the wondrous flower, watching its bud slowly blossom. A stream of dazzling, brilliant light flashed through the gaps of the petals, so piercing that it blinded the beasts and forced them to close their eyes. A hazy, exotic fragrance permeated the air, intoxicating anyone who smelled it. Liansheng quickly guarded his heart and mind to prevent the floral scent from seeping into his body.

One was the Life-Slaughtering and Soul-Executing Formation previously set up by An Rulie. Within that formation, countless people had perished, containing the endless blood qi of martial artists and the boundless soul power of the newly dead.

It was just that she wondered how she could have fallen so fortuitously back then, landing precisely right on top of the stone.

"Once one comprehends the Great Dao, does power truly become immensely formidable?" Lin Han could not help but ask.

After quite a while, worrying that the food would get cold, I said I was almost fully recovered, and only then did Xia Wanyu stop what she was doing.

One had to admit that Liu Kangyong was truly magnanimous; he didn't get angry at all even when Xu Hang and Zhou Hao barged in like that. Of course, Yang洛's presence must have played a part, but more importantly, since Ye Zhen was sitting right here, he naturally had to put on a generous display.

The faces of the cultivators were devoid of honor, and they felt that having such a person among their ranks was utterly shameful.

Elder Xiao Yun's reaction was witnessed by everyone, causing them all to be greatly astonished. What on earth was this "Kunlun Divine Needle" that Elder Xiao Yun spoke of?

He never expected that the higher-ups would attach such great importance to the deed he casually did back then—killing Takeda just to avenge his company commander. It seemed he really had stumbled into incredible luck.

Once he sat down, his back could no longer straighten. It was laughable that he had previously believed Madam Feng's words, thinking he could play the Third Branch in the palm of his hand. Now, in the end, he still had to rely on her guidance to extricate himself from his predicament. When he thought further about how Madam Feng and the others constantly pitted themselves against the Third Branch, he realized that if not for them, the Cui family probably wouldn't be suppressing the Xu family to such an extent today.