Chapter 13: The Scoundrel Poultry Dealer of the Early 2000s

“The way that can be spoken of is not the eternal way.” Yi Feng exhaled slowly, finally uttering these words.

Outside the tent came the sounds of fierce fighting; several sharp arrows pierced through the felt walls. The guide panicked and ran about, but saw Pukun sitting there motionless, as if the skirmish outside had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, with the Silla army ravaging the Western Sea Route, it was uncertain whether the region could recover within ten years. By this measure, Silla had not truly lost the great war.

Class Two and Class Four had six and seven outstanding rated students respectively, both lagging behind Classes One and Three.

However, when Shen Yang actually arrived at the Eliza Grand Hotel and saw the scene, he was deeply moved.

The basic infrastructure of the Five Peaks Archipelago was almost completed within three months, fully demonstrating the advantage of sheer manpower. Yet, Zhen Qian bore great pressure; with so many occupied in construction, no one engaged in other productive work, so strict rationing of food supplies was enforced at the outset.

“Your plan? You mean the fighting competition? May I ask, what exactly does your plan entail?” Han Fu exhaled as if relieved and asked hastily.

“Talking about money now is too mundane.” Ye Tian didn’t even glance over, casually waving his hand as the bone spear shattered instantly.

Most importantly, he was preparing a surprise attack on Wenren Yirou to add some excitement! And at this hour, Wenren Yirou was likely asleep, making it the most thrilling moment.

The dark true qi thickened, the atmosphere turning chilling; then Wu Yan planted the demon sword before him, and with both hands driving it, the sword emitted shadowy phantoms one after another, chilling winds rising, encircling Gu Qiuling and Ling Shuang.

“You two are strangers to me, following me without cause. Pray tell, what business do you have?” Yi Xuan spoke loudly to them.

Those eyes showed no flicker of emotion, like black holes, yet in an instant stilled her heart.

Zi Mo could not allow them to leave the forest; after all, he had painstakingly lured them here. Letting them return to their lair would be unjust, so Zi Mo immediately raised his sword in pursuit.

After Yi Xuan finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Zuo Qiu Haoyu, smirking provocatively, as if to say: If you have the guts, settle this one-on-one later; don’t drag innocent people into trouble.

Just as she was about to speak, Huang Yurou froze; after all, being called by a codename would remind her of her time in the organization—something neither of them wished to recall.

Zuo Jun, upon recognizing the figure beside the pool, could not help but shout loudly! At this moment, Yao Shisan and the others wore grim expressions, all alertly watching ahead.

“If you count that as handsome, then I must be stunning beyond compare,” Su Yang chuckled and interjected.

Not to mention lacking beauty or intelligence, now even without a body—if she possessed all three, Chu Lingxuan still wouldn’t be interested, nor would Fu’er tolerate her.

“...” Lin Nuannuan was startled but felt this news was far preferable to hearing of death.

In some respects, Qiao Mu’s existence had surpassed that of deities; the grievances in Qin Shi Huang’s heart had long since dissipated.

She suddenly realized that since Gu Wenrou and Huo Qixin appeared, it seemed nightmares had begun to unfold endlessly.

Wu Yong and Gao Qiu strolled leisurely on their way back; the wind had ceased, only snowflakes quietly drifting down.

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“Nuannuan, if he treats you badly, why force yourself? Leave him, alright? Let me protect you, okay? Nuannuan, I will...” Huo Qixin’s gaze was vacant, his voice gentle.

Lin Nuannuan trembled with anger, her eyes dim, begging bitterly, “Xudong, please don’t be like this.” This familiar man, who had always moved her deeply, now felt strangely alien and terrifying.

As they spoke, the innkeeper helped Madam Jiang out; they walked and chatted, clearly their relationship had grown closer during this time.

Cao Yusen could tell his uncle-in-law was sincere; he was not lying. Yet the mystery remained: why had his father vanished? And last time at Renjia Village, Cao Yusen had a hunch that even without a great undead, his father might not recognize him.

After resting just a quarter of an hour, Chen Afu heard laughter from the courtyard—Chen Yuqing and Chen Yuxia, the sisters, had arrived.

“Currently, there are three hundred thousand troops; reinforcements should still come.” Shangguan Hongye’s face was grave. A nation mostly composed of ethnic minorities possessing such a formidable force was remarkable. According to Ye Kun’s estimation, subsequent reinforcements wouldn’t number fewer than two hundred thousand.

Jasmine didn’t overthink it; she knew this place intimately, including the secret chambers and clear paths.

Finally, when Jin Yao stabilized among the northern powers, Han Li, atop the Celestial