Volume 1, Chapter 44: You Are Like Her

Li Qingyun felt a brief pang of disappointment, though it vanished almost instantly.

She knew well that there was always someone residing in Cheng Siyuan's heart. She had once wondered if that person might be herself, yet could never quite be certain.

"Ghoul!" It appeared, summoned by Zou Qin, who then tossed the card directly to Yang Lili, currently taking a rest.

Although up to this point only the Dutch fleet had suffered devastation at Koh Kong Island, and the warships and vessels belonging to Du Ge's faction had not sustained major losses, he knew that if the Huaxia army emerged victorious, they would never again be able to set foot in the entire South China Sea.

"Soul trial world confirmed: Storm Riders! Trial objective: Eliminate Xu Fu. Preparing for entry! Wishing the host success in the trial!" The system offered Fang Cheng a final word of blessing at the very last instant before entering the trial world.

Just then, the forward encampment was taken over by a continuous stream of emerging Portuguese troops, who immediately began fortifying it, intending to use it as an outer defensive stronghold.

"You said you found the aura of the Three Pure Ones? Where did you find it?" Lin Weiwei asked.

"You two, shut your mouths!" Zoro snapped, exasperated as he listened to the banter between Fang Cheng and Usopp.

To be more precise, this ought to be Poseidon's previously hidden bloodline fully awakening at this moment, and this power was precisely what came with that awakening.

"That's right, but he can only alter recorded history, not true history!" said the origin of space-time.

On the bed, Lin Zihan opened his somewhat drowsy eyes, picked up his phone, and without a moment's hesitation, answered the call as soon as he saw the caller ID.

Qin Ming smiled bitterly in his heart as he surveyed his surroundings. All around him were dense woods and thick forests, accompanied by the ceaseless chirping of insects—a scene of utter desolation.

Luo Huihui was even more astonished. She knew that Luo Mingxia always maintained a frail exterior coupled with a vicious heart; now, weeping and wailing before her, anyone who saw this would surely assume she was the one doing the bullying. Thus, she unconsciously took a step back—keeping her distance was always for the best.

As the New Year was approaching, the Cloud Tower was exceptionally crowded and bustling. Gu Jianfan shielded her with his arm, staying close by her side out of fear that she might be jostled by the crowd.

Gu Jianfan had just stepped out of the military district when, upon receiving her message, he immediately turned his car around and headed to her school.

Leng and Wuxing had gone to the South Gate to carry out an ambush, but Li Tieniu was hardly an ordinary man; he had already laid traps for the robbers, causing the two to return empty-handed.

He had been eager to test the ultimate limits of his strength. The strength of the aforementioned Zhou Zong was simply too trivial—not even worth his effort. As it happened, this Hong Jin had delivered himself right to his doorstep, making him the perfect test subject for Qin Ming.

"Why? It was my own climbing rope that I set up, why shouldn't I be the one to go up?" Hong Budong demanded, eyes wide with fury as he glared.

This Dijiang was absolute dead weight... Meanwhile, that Ziwei had already attained semi-saint status. Leaving aside Dijiang, even he himself... even if he were to return to the Immortal Realm, would be momentarily powerless against Ziwei and would likely have to live in humiliating subjugation right under the other's nose.

This group consisted of only three people, every one of them armed and exuding a murderous aura. The leading man was dressed in tight black martial attire, possessing a robust and powerful build, with a massive ghost-head ringed saber hanging at his waist, giving him an immensely imposing presence.

Ning Qiandu hesitated for a moment, then slowly picked up the piece of cake from the table. Her beautiful, icy pupils stared at the soft, square pastry for a moment, and deciding there was likely no danger, she took a bite.

"You really are different. I've encountered other phoenixes before—cold, arrogant, looking down upon all living beings—yet you actually speak of equality, tsk, tsk, tsk," the Magic Spring remarked in a strange tone.