50 Mustard Seeds

Qin Chao shook his head with a smile and said, "Very well, since the outcome is not yet decided, let us fight another round!" With that, Qin Chao walked straight toward the Mad Ninja.

Emerging from the teleportation array, Baishao led us through the void toward the aerial dock on the west side of Daluo City. By the time we reached the dock, I had already seen along the way many injured immortal cultivators walking out of it, as well as some others who, despite their wounds, wore beaming smiles.

To obtain the Heavenly Derivation Compass, the risks undertaken were immense. However, had I chosen other unknown treasures, even supreme celestial artifacts, it was likely that very few people would compete for them, perhaps none at all; I would only need to go through one final trial to conclude the matter.

Chen Shu once again deployed six ghost soldiers to offer resistance. Just as the six ghost soldiers and the ghost corpse were locked in a stalemate, a dark shadow suddenly swooped down from mid-air and landed right behind the six ghost soldiers.

How could Feng Yue Wu not know that the unicorn was trying to curry favor with her? Since that was the case, she decided to give it a graceful way out.

"Can it really be like this? I have lived far longer than you, so don't try to deceive me." Zheng Bin still disagreed with Zhou Heng's warped views on love, feeling that asking Zhou Heng was a superfluous endeavor.

"We fought. Aside from a war of words, we actually exchanged blows. That bastard Old Wan only knows how to fight dirty!" Shi Lunzhang said with a cheerful smile.

Zheng Bin speculated on the current situation: whether it was the Blood Wheel Heavenly Venerate or the Heavenly Demons, their conspiracy must have been brewing for a long time, even dragging in ancient Purple Manor True Immortals. It was certainly not something that could be resolved in a short period. However, attempting to seize the body of a True Immortal was no easy task.

Even though Xiang Ji harbored a mortal hatred for Zhuang Yichen—if not for the latter, how could those previous events have ever occurred?

Xi Xi'chen woke up to find Ji Xiyan standing dejectedly by the window, having already changed into a set of clean clothes.

"The fragrance is indeed fresh and lingering." Before even tasting it, Qingrang could not help but exclaim in admiration just by watching Qiu Ziliu's fluid, flowing movements in brewing the tea and inhaling its aroma.

Such anxiety and fear had accompanied her until just moments ago, when the common folk of Nanxiang knelt on both sides of the road in devout kowtow, and when she learned that the Ten Thousand Blessings Scroll was genuinely the creation of the people. Only then did she feel a slight sense of relief; otherwise, she would not have dared to speak the truth now.

This was one of Lin Tianyao's Xie Jing doppelgangers, possessing power close to that of a lower-tier god, which was effortlessly destroyed by Jin Shan in a single strike.

Prince Yingning said nothing more, yet those profound dark eyes remained fixed upon Ruoxin.

Conflicts among students were relatively common, and as long as they did not involve physical fights or brawls, they rarely attracted the school's attention.

Although they were prisoners within this sealed world composed of Lin Xiao's physical body, at least there was still a chance of being released upon serving their sentences.

Bai Rong remained silent, standing rigidly in place with irregular breathing, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he stared intently at Ruoxin, whose tone remained as slow, calm, and casual as if she were merely discussing daily trivialities.

Wei Ling shook his head to indicate he had seen nothing. The magma in the lake had not yet fully cooled, and his perception was severely disrupted by the searing, distorted space, leaving the entire lake shrouded in a hazy blur.

"How can these be generalized? Salt and iron are the vital instruments of the state and should be controlled by the imperial court. Medicinal herbs and physicians are meant to save lives and heal the sick for the common people. How can the two be mentioned in the same breath?" Wei Zheng retorted.

"Haha. You are still too naive if you think you can make us die. Chief Huo, please all retreat behind my back," Shopkeeper Zhang said.

"Is the information accurate? We did indeed hear earlier that the goblins and minotaurs, unique monsters of the Elvengard, were helping humans construct some kind of defense line, but we never expected their numbers to be so vast," Xilan asked in a deep voice.

Calculating the time and timing the gap between two patrol squads, Qizhai made a hand gesture toward Qiancheng.

After all, if things truly went according to Xiao Peng's words, this project involved far too many moving parts. From beginning to end, this project was paved entirely with money—from the initial greening and planting to the subsequent pharmaceutical production, every single link relied on massive injections of capital.

Just as Xu Chen finished cursing, he felt a blur before his eyes, and the One-Eyed Wolf had already appeared right in front of him. The sharp hook flashed, thrusting straight toward Xu Chen's heart.

"I will not participate in this. This time, regarding the construction of the commercial plaza, I will not take part at all. Instead, you and the six ministries of the imperial court will communicate among yourselves. I want to see how officials and merchants can cooperate," Li Er said.

Ziyang stared intently at the scene before her, then lifted her foot and stepped onto the colorful path.

A piercing explosion rang out, and wood splinters flew wildly across the sky where the general had just been standing. A large hole suddenly formed on the deck. Fortunately, Vaisravana had not used his full strength; otherwise, he would have blown straight through the bottom of the ship, causing seawater to flood in and potentially sinking the massive vessel.

As an elite paratrooper who had fought in World War II, Campbell was intimately familiar with every piece of German frontline equipment, and the SFH-18 150mm howitzer was no exception. Even the rocket-assisted projectiles, about which many officers remained clueless, were things he knew a thing or two about.

He raised his hand, but ultimately lowered it again. His fingers clenched tightly at his sides before he finally turned and ran toward the elevator.

Having long anticipated this outcome, Fengyue had never expected Yi Zhangzhu to do anything severe to Sun Li; that was not the focal point anyway.

It was precisely because of the complete heritage of the Dragon-Moving Strength that the Lei family held such an exalted position in the martial arts world. Back then, the current head of the Lei family, Lei Laohu, relying solely on this internal martial art of Dragon-Moving Strength, had fought across the realm with virtually no rival.

The television across the room was currently broadcasting Leng Yifeng's confession to Ye Chenmeng, lingering on that deeply affectionate line of dialogue delivered by Leng Yifeng.

The very first major task upon Emperor Xiaowen of Wei's ascension to the throne was to fortify the northwest defenses to repel the Song army. News of the demise of the monarch of Yi had already spread across the various states, and the Song army had massed troops at the Wu border, showing faint signs of aggressive intent. The alliance between Wu and Wei had already been established, and Yin Gezhi had consolidated an army of one hundred thousand, handing the military tally over to Yin Yanzhong.

White smoke and dazzling flames flew in all directions, looking much like a magnificent fireworks display at a bonfire party.