Volume 1, Chapter 37: Burdened with Guilt

“Jarvis, help me get in touch with the Aubrey faction,” Zhou Chao ordered as he sat upright in the captain’s chair aboard the Archangel, gazing ahead. Beside him stood Kira, Maru, and Mu, who had been summoned once again.

“If she wants to come after me, she’ll have to wait; otherwise, she can go find someone else,” Wang Baoyu said indifferently, feeling annoyed.

Seeing Ma Wu captured, Wanyan Balisu of true history dared not linger and swiftly withdrew with five thousand troops from Taiyuan in one go.

However, Liu Yu had now established a so-called Han regime in Hebei, which deceived many and eased the minds of those considering betrayal.

The pirates were all fierce and terrifying, yet their deaths were strange and clean; the deck bore no bloodstains. Living pirates were dangerous, but dead ones posed no threat. Yang Yi was most worried about the mermaid. Just as he was about to ask the Diamond Two to take him to check, he suddenly heard crackling noises from the other end of the deck.

Since there was no “Pandora,” why not use the magic apprentices as soldiers? No matter the outcome, he had ways to eliminate NOVA in the end. Why not take this chance to train these apprentices and use it as a rehearsal for the future?

During the Jingkang era, the Jin army occupied all of Hebei. The prominent local warlords rose up and led their troops south to join Zong Ze of the Tokyo garrison.

Shimizu Shirabe, about three years older than Naruto, utterly defeated both Naruto and Sasuke during a mission in the Land of Waves. Were it not for his innate kindness, his skills might have rivaled those of a Jonin.

By now, it was midday. Under the scorching sun, the soldiers needed water, so Snow White did not stop them but instead allowed them to take turns drinking. Only in this way could they prevent Yang Yi’s ambush. Yet, Lock County remained as still as a stagnant pond, and Snow White began to feel uneasy.

Under the Red Lion umbrella, Mizhu watched the heroic figure of Tian Xuanzi, her eyes gradually becoming dazed. Raised in the Kunlun Mountains, where one saw either peerless masters like her mentor or timid, clumsy disciples, He Cheng’s heart fluttered uncontrollably at the sight of such a handsome young fellow.

On its treetop, a white flower bud had begun to slightly open, releasing a vast chill that instantly froze the surrounding air into frost. The biting cold made those nearby stiffen, their skin cracking and bleeding.

Lin Shihan made a polite gesture, leading Chen Xinghai to sit in one of the few VIP seats at the front of the auction hall.

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Moreover, the future revenge of the Howling Moon Valley would strike terror into all their forces. If they did not wipe them out now, they would be cornering themselves with no way out.

In his excitement, he immediately began refining the elixir. Following his plan, he tossed various herbs into the black furnace, his movements so practiced he could almost do it with his eyes closed.

“If what I want to know doesn’t satisfy us, then I’m sorry. I have my principles. Excuse me, Chen Bo, let’s go,” Yao Liang said, rising to leave. Chen Bo also stood, clearly reluctant to lose such a good job.

Yadong observed the dreamlike scene inside the room, then glanced at the graceful figure lying sideways on the large bed. A fierce desire surged within him. Hearing Ruoming's soft and tender voice only made his mouth dry and tongue parched.

To be honest, over the years, Song Xi had not fully understood her family’s situation. She had always studied away from home, and after graduating, she joined the workforce, rarely returning. Each time she called, her parents assured her all was well and asked her not to worry.

After a fruitless night investigation of Qingfeng, Han Xiao felt the situation growing grim. To avoid alerting the enemy, he kept his return secret, only calling home. Upon hearing his voice, Feng Yunlin and the Meng family quietly relaxed.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you? Why so silent?” Feng Shui Xian suddenly noticed the room had become deathly quiet.

Outside the city, Liren and his men were prepared from dawn. Liren intended to capture the capital in one swift strike, leaving no official escaping. Following his plan, the Zhuque army and Li Zhixiao’s government troops employed catapults and new explosives from the Zhuque forces during the siege.

The quarrel grew fiercer. Like a parliament in later eras, the louder the disputes, the more complicated and insoluble the problems became. After a morning of bickering, the clan elders had no practical solutions—only increasingly pounding headaches.

“Mom, Dad, Min Xia was kidnapped after school just now. They want one million. Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?” Ma Zhong cried, crouching and pulling his hair.

Situ Kong was surprised to learn the two were senior brothers. He immediately ordered the steward to prepare food and wine for a midday celebration of their reunion.

Yang Qi halted briefly, then spun rapidly in a perilous move, slamming his back hard against Liu Qingqing’s finger.

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Li Jiji broke free from Gu Yuanmu’s protection and began searching the entire room for the jade bracelet.

Rain washed over them, but it could not cleanse the sorrow in their hearts. Tears streamed down their cheeks and spilled onto the ground. Crying uncontrollably, they covered their heads in anguish.

With a terrifying roar, a wave of sound surged forth, grinding the stones Yang Qi hurled into fine powder, erasing them completely. Only the streaks of purple-gold lightning paused briefly before breaking through the sound wave and striking the street master of Martial Way One Street.

However, Gu Yuanmu clearly would not let her go so easily. He carried her to the bed and pressed himself against her.

Though they said no more, Han Ge understood—they surely thought his guitar was subpar. In other words, they simply looked down on his instrument.

At that moment, everyone finally saw two paths ahead: one led to a heavy steel blast-proof door, and the other to an unknown destination.

The mansion was a replica of Prince Jinfeng’s residence, crafted entirely with mortise and tenon joints—no nails used.

The old woman tossed over a bracelet the size of a watch. Dari reached out and caught it, lowering his head to examine it.

“All right, we should leave now. The longer we delay here, the more of those guys will return. We can’t afford a prolonged fight outside!” Adina said as she approached.