Volume 1, Chapter 34: The County Magistrate's Visit
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At the new residence of the Ling Mansion, Ling Yun’s courtyard was the largest and most luxurious in the entire estate, a testament to Ling Feng’s deep favor toward him. Jun Qingyao’s expression was grim, though fortunately hidden behind his mask; yet his tone betrayed every ounce of his emotion. Huo Xinzhu trembled, both startled and fearful of Su Fan’s formidable presence. To her, this mysterious young man inspired genuine dread. Ling Yun, with a single thought, withdrew the Red Dragon back into the system space, truly afraid that the dragon might reveal his presence. Even if Chen Dazhi possessed a cheat that allowed him to travel through time and space, he still couldn’t alter much. Okay, if Chen Dazhi couldn’t change anything despite such a cheat, then without it, he was utterly useless—he might as well find a block of tofu and kill himself by headbutting it. “Hmm? You’re Da Chuan Xiucheng?” Qin Yilong paused, instantly recalling an incident during a mission with Long Yuan where Da Chuan Xiucheng had greatly helped him. Without that assistance, Qin wasn’t even sure if he would still be alive today. “Impossible. Jin Dan stage cultivators can’t teleport. You say you’re not from the Magic Continent? Are you from the Cultivation Continent then?” Old Zhang was puzzled. The two sides were inherently at odds, so it was unthinkable for them to aid someone from the Magic Continent—unless the Zhang family was an exception. Sitting up abruptly, something silky slid off his shoulder—it was the dragon-patterned cloud silk quilt. “Very well, then upgrade. Is there anything I need to do?” Ziyun needed to know what precautions to take to avoid being caught off guard if problems arose. A half-foot-long wound lay grotesquely across the shoulder, the bloodstains blurred and shocking. Every movement caused fresh blood to flow, staining the robe with a deep crimson like a blooming poppy flower, continuously spreading.
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“Good! Activate the receiver on the wristwatch; I’m sending you the data for the power gloves now!” I said without hesitation. Yin Yun nodded vigorously. He and Wang Bosen practically lived near the police station, but no one knew what bad luck had struck them recently—drinking cold water felt like throwing a wrench in the works. No one expected Li Duozhi to suddenly act like a madman, wildly swinging his arms hysterically, his furious punches exploding like fireworks as they engulfed Su Yue in an instant. “Since you like fire, I’ll give you some ice instead,” Chen Yu said coolly, transforming the orb in his hand into a thread of icy energy. As the vortex approached, he threw it with one hand. Chen Haoran nodded; the prescription he had written was Bai Ma Ti San, and Old Han could recognize it at a glance, feeling some admiration for the elder. Without a hint of worry, he silently responded to the doctor in his heart: If this person cared about his looks, he wouldn’t recklessly put himself in danger and return bedraggled so often. “By the way, I’ll quietly tell you—I just calculated that in the future, the person who obtains this spatial orb will bring you, Chenchen, ten thousand times more delicious food and fun things than what you lost. So don’t be sad, okay?” Brother Hong whispered deliberately into her ear. Chen Haoran shook his head calmly; he was confident he could break free from the chair’s restraints and deal with those two scoundrels in an instant. Mi Su had rushed over out of concern that Audric might be ambushed, not to act as a traitor in the G05 galaxy or to disrupt the Leonrice troops. “Why don’t you give it a try? After all, if it doesn’t work, you have nothing to lose, right?” Hua Yu suggested.
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“Shut up!” Seeing the enemy still trying to struggle, Naruto tightened his grip slightly; the claws that once had room to thrash immediately clenched tighter. “I admit you’re strong! But this ends now,” Ni Jianming said coldly, at the same time producing a black scythe seemingly from nowhere—like the grim reaper’s weapon, it exuded a dark red aura. Look, it’s indifferent, but other vile thoughts should not arise. Yet the human heart always breeds base desires—for example, people tend to belittle what they can never have, even degrading it. Aman had been acting stranger lately. Previously, the needle pricks on her hand lasted only briefly. But recently, every time she woke up, she found needle marks on her hand, far more than before, and she increasingly felt weak. Naturally, Chu Nan had no objection. Though resting in the desert felt strange, after a while, it became normal. A massive fire vortex, over ten meters in size, swirled under Sanye’s control like a fiery whirlpool, with an ominous power that seemed capable of devouring all life, sweeping toward the soldiers of the Kawa nation. Although he didn’t know if Ban had died in this attack, whether dead or alive, he couldn’t show any kindness. Meanwhile, the leader’s voice rang out repeatedly, seemingly calling for reinforcements. From the outset, it was a “marching out without success, dying before victory”—a situation never before seen in a thousand years.