Volume One, Chapter 59: The Alliance

Uncertain how much time had passed, Shen Rong’s eyes alternated between wet and dry, dry and wet, while the person trembling in her arms gradually softened and calmed with the passage of time.

Yet, he still lay prostrate in her embrace, unmoving.

Although the academy distributed a certain amount of contribution points to disciples every month, it was only enough to cover their basic living expenses. To exchange for cultivation techniques or spiritual skills, one had to find ways to earn additional contribution points.

On the rooftop outside the arena, Wu Ling’s dilated pupils stared blankly at the unicorn shape formed around Lu Qi’s body. Beyond astonishment, no words could describe the expression on Wu Ling’s face at that moment.

Their group followed a path that seemed to be man-made, moving forward with the intention of discovering what secrets this planet might be hiding.

Beneath this night sky veiled by illusory mist, there were not just countless islands, nor merely thousands of mountains, yet the mightiest, most majestic, most sacred, and most dazzling Ice-Shi Mountain remained unseen.

“This is simple,” Mu Ye said. “If you go up and get injured by it, it proves you cannot conquer it, and the gate will naturally open.”

Looking back on the past, I cannot help but feel lost—how did the two of us, once deeply in love, step by step arrive at a place where we look upon each other with nothing but disdain?

Because in ancient times, the slow speed of communication and the siege of the Yellow Turban Army around the Qi Kingdom’s city meant that Xue Rengui had yet to receive any definite news. There was no way to make predictions or decisions beneficial to the battlefield.

No matter what, he had to press on, striving to raise his merit points as high as possible before the day of choice arrived, reaching the ninth rank of officers and soldiers as described by Rou Shan Ding.

Luo Yi came to his senses and said, “It’s nothing, just that when we were rooting out those traitors earlier, I encountered a man named Sun Shaoguang. I think he might have his reasons, so I’ve been thinking about this matter.” With that, Luo Yi recounted the whole incident to Su Jiu.

In the quiet waiting, the battle between Carolance and the other players grew increasingly fierce. Unnoticed, their formation began to scatter, creating opportunities to exploit.

“No need to smile, thank you, Mother,” Fang Mengbao lowered her eyes, the warm feeling of home slowly settling in her heart, soothing and reassuring.

“Demon Emperor, I have disappointed you,” Da Chang said with guilt, inwardly cursing his own incompetence, unable to even withstand one move from the opponent.

Following behind Huangfu Mo, Jing Feng clasped his hands and said, “Yes, Prince!” before turning and leaving.

“Even if you were once like me, our endings will be different,” the Grand Arbiter Dading said coldly. “Dao Intent: Lin!” With that, his figure instantly appeared beside Yang Chen, raising his hand and unleashing a sword.

Yin Yun glanced around and said, “Ah, it’s because she’s afraid.” He nodded meaningfully toward Li Hui.

Now, Da Kui moved as lightly as a swallow. His boxing, though simple, was precise and vigorous, especially the “Mad Eighteen Strikes.” Once unleashed, it was as mighty and graceful as flowing clouds and water, gradually revealing the depth of his skill.

“Send someone. Immediately find me a doctor with excellent medical skills,” Huangfu Mo commanded with a wave of his hand.

“Master, he deceived you and also deceived this princess,” Princess Yao Ya, clad in purple robes fluttering in the wind, stood serenely atop the eaves like a statue, calm as still water.

“Second time—why is he coughing up blood? Could it be that he has contracted a serious illness like the Crown Prince?” Fang Mengbao asked.

He Yue placed Qin Zhi onto a carriage, handcuffing him to it. Together with An Yuchen and others, they went to find the bomb. If not now, then when?