Volume One, Chapter 77: Responsible for Bearing Children
Guo Qingqing instantly turned her head and met Su Ningxia’s eyes, which were brimming with laughter.
“Su Ningxia, you actually have the nerve to come to town for class!” Guo Qingqing crossed her arms, her gaze full of displeasure.
Huang Di was equally direct. Though it was unclear whether this red bird was real or an illusion, he unleashed a fire dragon at it without hesitation, its jaws gaping wide as it lunged to devour the bird.
To put it bluntly, as long as one conquers the Chinese market, the combined fan base of the other five divisions still pales in comparison to that of the LPL league.
If it were daytime, one could see the mountain range shrouded in high, imposing clouds and mist—a truly majestic sight.
Yet throughout history, to fell more than ten enemies in a single battle was exceedingly rare. Even among the seasoned veterans by Li Er’s side—such as Cheng Yaojin and his own cohort, including the founding heroes—few could claim to have slain more than ten foes in a single encounter.
The interdomain vessel was put to use as well. As long as there were enough top-grade spirit stones, it could travel endlessly without pause.
Su Yang could be said to have wasted a whole week. The R team had improved only marginally from the initial state of training. At the very least, they now resembled a proper amateur team rather than a random group of solo-ranked players. But to become a well-rounded, outstanding team in all respects, that goal was still far off.
What did a score of ninety mean? Qin Chao could not say for certain yet, but judging by the other values, the numbers seemed to be out of a hundred. A potential of ninety, by any measure, belonged to the upper echelon.
The emblem on the chest of Ku Mu’s teal robe—once that of the Artificers’ Guild—had been replaced with a golden six-pointed star.
In addition, Qin Chao was the first to propose a new approach to service, markedly different from the prevailing business philosophies of the time—such as “the customer is king.” Cheng Yaojin might not have understood what a king was, but that did not prevent him from grasping the essence of Qin Chao’s words.
He was also involved in the plot between Zong Rui and Zong Han to ambush Jiang Chen. If Zong Rui was exposed, then his own participation would surely be known to Jiang Chen as well.
“Well, thanks in advance, Brother Sen. Still, I have to discuss this with my brother first!” She voiced her thanks but gave no answer, and after speaking, Ye Yuzhao quickly took out her phone and called Ye Huan.
Bai Qi’s meaning was clear: he wanted him to take a bath and go to Tong Haoran clean and fresh, to “balance yin and yang.” It was already late, and the antidote pill would last only six hours—hardly enough to see him through to morning. His very life was at stake.
B-brother-in-law? Su Chenyang’s heart thudded wildly. He knew exactly how much force he’d used with that kick; it would have been strange not to use his full strength in his fury. Meeting his brother-in-law for the first time in such a fashion—no wonder everyone wore expressions of eager anticipation.
However, those able to break through to the Warrior stage, reach the fourth tier of the War Master realm, or even higher, all had extraordinary backgrounds. Such individuals were unlikely to be found among common pirates.
Jiang Yi knew that now, with these nineteen, their mastery of the power of wind had become even more refined and pure, but he was not the least bit afraid.
“After three days apart, one must look at a person with new eyes. Qilong Pine is truly not what it once was—defeating Qilong Sea in a single stroke! Impressive, impressive!”
Zhao Zi’an froze, about to ask more, when the blare of horns rang out. In the distance came a rumbling like muffled thunder, and his expression instantly changed.
After listening, Su Chenyang frowned deeply. With no major wars and the Sky Kingdom showing no signs of campaigning against the Wilds, the sudden construction of large-scale siege engines could only mean one thing.