Volume 1, Chapter 58: Buying Him Something

Thinking and doing was Ma Chao’s signature style. The next day, Zhang Dao continued to hold down the fort and handle routine military affairs, while Xu Tian led a group of carriage drivers to set out for neighboring county towns to purchase live pigs.

Fortunately, Yang Mu had managed to survive a grueling trial by the skin of his teeth. In terms of cultivation, this meant he had endured a tribulation at the Middle Establishment stage that should ordinarily only have been encountered during the Spirit- Gods stage.

After a fierce battle to the death with Yu Zhengyu, his strength had broken through to the peak of the Third Realm of the Venerable tier, and he wished to press on in one breath to smash straight through to the fourth realm.

Yet only Yang Mu himself could comprehend the hardships involved. Refining a supreme artifact like the Golden Crow Ruler felt every moment like having a mountain weighing tens of thousands of cats pressing down upon his head, leaving him not daring to relax even for a split second. It was akin to being halfway up a sheer cliff face, where every step upward was agonizingly difficult, and looking back meant mortal peril.

Zhu Fu was halfway through cursing a blue streak when the words caught abruptly in his throat; he swallowed the remaining half back down and nearly choked to death.

Yet at the same time, he was about to expose himself to the direct onslaught of the artillery fire, because while shielding everyone else, he would simply have no spare moment to cast off his neck collar.

It was not as if Fan Wu had never considered such a method before, but putting aside the fact that doing so would attract the pursuit of underworld enforcers and righteous defenders, he simply could not get past his own conscience first. After all, harming innocent people was something Fan Wu refused to allow himself to do unless absolutely necessary.

Qu Fan flicked his right wrist, extending the dog-beating staff to a length of one meter four, and then executed a stylish wrist-roll, brandishing it above their heads so that none dared to approach.

Many things appear on the surface to be one's own independent choices, but upon reflection, they are actually the result of various objective factors combining to compel one to make that so-called autonomous decision.

Waging war ultimately boiled down to money and grain. Had the construction of the Zheng Guo Canal not been completed, bestowing forty thousand qing of fertile farmland upon the state, the Great Qin would truly have been unable to sustain such a nation-annihilating conflict.

"Lightning Dragon Cannon!" One-handed, Bazhen Kuang gripped his sword hilt and unleashed a massive surge of lightning energy. While this subjected the Astral Spirit to full-body electrocution and prevented it from releasing its grip, his other, free hand simultaneously blasted forth a formidable barrage of lightning dragon cannons.

Why not come to Qin and serve a wise lord together to fully display what you have learned? Unless one possesses a talent far surpassing this, coming to a powerful Qin will surely earn one the heavy trust of the King of Qin, allowing you to put your entire learning to use for the betterment of the realm.

Taoism, which originated in the Central Plains, had a long-standing legend of flying swords executing enemies from afar. Yet previously, Fannantu had believed this to be mere folklore, or at the very least, something that no one in the present era could actually accomplish.

Jue Wushen was sent flying directly backward by Chu Yuan's triple-fusion strike, crashing heavily against the main gates of the Wushen Absolute Palace before dropping to the ground. After coughing up a mouthful of blood to the side, Jue Wushen slowly dragged himself back to his feet.

The immortal boat’s defensive array required immense amounts of spiritual power to maintain, and the source of that power naturally came from spirit stones. Judging by the current consumption rate of the immortal boat crossing the spatial tunnel, it was estimated to burn through a full top-tier spirit stone every single minute.

No one could understand why the man in blue robes present on the scene had grown to such a terrifying degree of strength, nor did anyone know who could truly exchange even a few genuine blows with this fellow, let alone force him to draw the sword strapped to his back.

Mu Ge appeared completely unguarded, but in reality, his entire body was on high alert. The very instant the arrow was shot, he shifted his body and evaded it.

"Therefore, I ask you, are you willing to shoulder this burden of protecting everyone?" Mo Xie asked once more.

"Stop trying to probe with your spiritual sense. If your spiritual sense makes contact with the Netherworld Graveyard of All Beings, you will die," the Blood-Shedding Sword declared, its tone carrying the irrefutable weight of a statement of fact.

Whether she was genuinely moved by Xiao Ling's words or persuaded by the logic within them, or perhaps simply because... Piao Rou was too stunningly beautiful.

Direction Forward glanced sideways and noticed that these wanted criminals generally possessed cultivation bases below the Spirit Transformation tier. The highest among them was merely at the eighth stage of the Spirit Cleansing phase, which explained why so many bounty hunters and busybodies were lingering here to watch the spectacle—comparatively speaking, capturing or slaying these individuals seemed like a very attainable hope.

The martial artists of Dingzhou all assumed that these six major factions were dissatisfied with the rise of the Purple Heaven Palace and had launched a joint counter-offensive. However, Lü Buwei, a man who had served as a prime minister of a state, managed to perceive the true mastermind lurking behind the murky and treacherous situation.

"Thud!" With a resounding crash, a streetlamp post as thick as a grown man's arm flew with pinpoint accuracy straight into the tank's gun barrel.

Two talisman papers blasted outward, exploding even before they made contact with Hu Jing. The primordial energy dispersed, seemingly devoid of any offensive power, yet the ground began to vibrate violently.

"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, if you keep acting up, I will directly dispatch the Thunder Light Hall and the Spirit Concealment Hall," Zhou Luodan said.

The sudden ambush triggered her pre-set defenses, so after a brief entanglement, she activated her domain and successfully made her escape.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with terror. One only had to look at the corpses and vessel debris floating upon the ocean's surface to realize how savagely ferocious these fierce beasts truly were.

"What? Am I not allowed to be good at chemistry?" Facing the suspicious and uncertain gazes of the crowd, Peng Shuai rolled his eyes.

Over the years, the Pure Yang Palace had recruited thousands of reserve disciples with exceptional aptitudes. After undergoing rigorous evaluations, the majority of these new disciples had been sent into the Azure Dome Mountain grotto-heavens. Judging by its current mountain gates, the overall strength of the Pure Yang Palace had not increased dramatically; rather, it was developing in a steady, step-by-step manner.

He had already grown accustomed to Mei Ruoxue laughing and chatting unreservedly in his presence during every holiday.

The most crucial matter right now was seizing the Three Realms Spiritual Rhinoceros Sound from Mo Zheng a month from now, leaving Xie Zisheng with no spare energy to comprehend the profound mysteries of this sword.

Inside the thirty-thousand-seat stadium, tiny points of light slowly illuminated, converging into a sea of stars that swayed from side to side in time with the music, resembling ocean waves yet devoid of the slightest discordant noise.

The radiance of this pearl was exceptionally bright, appearing abruptly within the pitch darkness, and carried an almost dazzling intensity.

As soon as these words were spoken, smiles appeared to varying degrees on the faces of the other spirit-body cultivators, while the twelve hosts including the Swordsman all gasped in profound astonishment, instantly followed by expressions of wild euphoria.

She cast another sideways glance at Lin Xiang, who sat with his eyes closed and possessed a breathtakingly handsome profile, sighing inwardly.

If the Third Hokage had placed a ban on Kakashi upon discovering her formidable strength, the person coming to exact revenge today might not merely be his own disciple, but rather a figure surpassing even the Sannin combined—one could only imagine how utterly Konoha would have been devastated.

Clear, distinct footsteps echoed from the stairwell as someone leisurely made their way up from below.

The outcome of the first raid was already known; what concerned Itagaki Seishiro now was the second raid.

"Second Brother, let me do it instead. You take a rest," Li Dan said, hoisting the heavy log onto his shoulder in a single fluid motion.

"Uh, I don't understand medicine. You'd better wait for them to come and ask them yourselves, though you know the technological level of the Fledgling Dragon Society is quite a bit higher than the outside world," Tao Ge said with a dry laugh.