Volume 1, Chapter 37: I Am Weary

Ye Yuntang felt a rush of heat surge to her cheeks, blooming like cherry blossoms in the spring. She bit her lower lip, silently cursing, "You lecher!"

A-Biao lunged at Ye Tian like a man-bear, his ferocious momentum so overwhelming that Fatty Zhou was frozen in place, unable to even move.

One needs a soul force several times stronger than another's to discern the truth of their words. Li Lei’s soul force had already far surpassed that of his peers when he was at the Golden Core stage. After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, it surged again, and only after consuming the Dragon Rock Flower did he reach his current level.

On the distant hillside, were those creatures gathered in twos and threes, flicking their tails and strolling leisurely across the grass, really horses?

Canal took on the most vital task; because the two regions were connected by a network, Isgland was effectively a part of Angola.

"I heard a treasure has been unearthed," the zombie dog said after a moment of hesitation. It dared not refuse to answer, as Chen Zhen’s voice boomed in its ears like thunder. Even a slight delay left it feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"It’s nothing," Chen Zhen said nonchalantly, not caring whether the old man’s concern was genuine or feigned. If it were fake, he would naturally teach the old man a lesson he would never forget.

Yang Ming’s face darkened; he knew the two of them had definitely misinterpreted the situation. Just as he was about to respond, Li Lei cut him off.

Liu Changhai paced back and forth atop the city wall, constantly cheering on the soldiers of the artillery battalion. Although few suffered direct casualties from the Mongol arrows, many were burned by the firing of their own cannons or scalded by the hot barrels. The constant, high-intensity aiming and firing took a massive toll on the soldiers' stamina.

The prominent funnel-shaped mountain range became the focus of their attention, and in this way, the city of Cynthia entered their sights.

As the words left her lips, Jing Nuo cast her gaze toward Wen Yanxi. She walked straight up to her, a sudden glint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

When the cabin door opened, a massive surge of people poured in, sweeping away those lying on the floor.

The original text described this sensory ability as something difficult to detect if the opponent intentionally concealed it, unless one’s own cultivation level far eclipsed theirs.

The two on the other side agreed to meet again that evening, and Lady Su left the shop feeling satisfied. As for Hou Lin, he was actually consulting an almanac to pick a lucky date.

Wang Lan turned and struck the forehead of the last man in black, intending to initiate a mental imprint to probe his memories, but a terrifying turbulence of star power suddenly erupted within the man’s mind, causing his head to explode on the spot like a smashed watermelon.

Just as Hachiman Hikigaya was about to leave with them, he was called back by Shizuka Hiratsuka. Once she finished her conversation with Yoshiko Hanabatake, she took Hachiman to a club called the "Service Club."

The captain’s expression darkened instantly. As coastal people, they were never short of legends regarding sea monsters.

If she felt it was right, and that it truly had to be Fuyumi Tsuchimikado, she would take the initiative to confess.

With a single bullet, Lin Feng pierced through the disciples formed by the garrison above the Lanmofeng Sect, striking the second corpse of the Undying, the most powerful sub-sect of the Lanmofeng Sect.

Aside from Qiu Ce’s entire family, the families of Qiu Wantang and the Fifth Uncle, along with almost every branch of the Qiu clan, were present.

Although the distance was less than a meter, the afterimage drifted for quite a while before touching those few drops of blood.

Before the dust and smoke raised by the explosion had even settled, Gottfried’s voice rang out once more. He had dodged to the side, holding his silver spear aloft, staring coldly at the site of the blast.