Chapter 44

When the light sphere suspended in the firmament gradually vanished and the tremors slowly subsided, only endless black smoke remained at the distant center of the disaster, alongside burning residual flames that roared fiercely and wantonly in the air without end.

Li Bai held him in extremely high esteem, intending to follow him to study the arts of kingship and vertical-horizontal diplomacy, but this time his quest for guidance found no door to enter.

As for the people of Hanzhong, if they died, they died; perhaps the boss would feel a pang of heartache if she accidentally crushed an ant. But what heartache was there to be felt over snuffing out a Hanzhong commoner who opposed her?

However, for her now, no matter what kind of matter it might be, she had to learn to face it.

A chill ran down my spine, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably. Had Celestial Master Zhang taken the wrong medicine?

"Now that the Third Brother is a favored minister of the Emperor and enjoys boundless glory, the Third Sister-in-law remains so modest. It is truly admirable," Lady Li flattered him at the appropriate moment.

When the secret door opened, a wisp of gloomy yin energy surged out from within. I shook my head helplessly; it seemed "Sleep Deprived" had been right after all—there really was something here.

Yet who would have expected the figure in black to be exceptionally agile, executing a graceful right-sided aerial cartwheel to evade the darting scabbard.

Having become Liu Shi's strategist, Zhang Minghua naturally changed how he addressed Liu Shi as the circumstances required.

"Flower King, congratulations on recovering your divine power." Ming Di's pitch-black eyes looked at Yun Qingxue with serene tranquility, devoid of any ripples.

The attendants looked at each other in dismay. The Fourth Young Master had left the city, yet they were left waiting here; should any mishap occur, they would not be able to bear the responsibility.

After bidding farewell to the uncle and watching him board his own carriage, Li Niang followed the bailiffs who were escorting her back to the Zhou residence.

Hearing such words from the Four Treasures Monk, some naturally felt resentment. They had been told the medicinal pills would arrive immediately, but now they were being told it would take a week. The cultivators who were next in line all wore angry expressions and began to question him vociferously.

What was most aggravating was that the Seventh Prince had not fallen; instead, he had received guidance from Yan Shiyue and reconciled with the Crown Prince. Most infuriating of all was that he seemed to harbor a rift against him.

What she could not have foreseen was that she was escaping a wolf's den only to enter a devil's lair; the danger had not receded at all, but rather grown even greater.

The fierce battle lasted for a full hour. Every single cultivator of the Dark Green Valley in Yunhe City was executed, and Yunhe City once again returned to the embrace of the mortal world.

Wei Feng had precisely this intention; after all, if he could obtain the assistance of a native of Wa, he would acquire a wealth of extra information. He still had a great deal of information he needed to consult Yuan Ze about.

In the morning, watch the waters flow eastward; in the evening, watch the sun sink in the west. The fierce winds scatter the bright sun, and the scenery races westward. The waves of heaven are easily withered, and the inch of summer is hard to retain. Time passed like a stream of light, flashing by in an instant, and finally, the day arrived for Ye Zhuoran and Liu Haowei to set off for the capital to pursue their graduate studies.

"Xu Man followed me back yesterday; at this moment, he should still be wallowing in a bed of tenderness," Lu Feng said offhandedly.

Sometimes she harbored a self-destructive, broken-pot mentality, thinking it would be truly better if the loan sharks drove her father to death, sparing her from leaving any more trouble behind.

"Senior Brother Yuanlin, I refuse to marry this fellow! Anyway, once I enter the Wuwu Sect this time, I am never stepping out again," Xiao Ziruo said in a deep voice.

After the meal, Jim insisted that He Niannian accompany Meng Fanlang to sit in the living room while he took care of cleaning up.

Mu Yixi furrowed his brows slightly. Driven by an almost instinctive intuition, he leaned closer to Gu Xiaoxiao, casting a vigilant gaze toward Su Yunyun.

Seeing that Su亦晴 was so difficult to communicate with, Yangyang knew that no matter what she said at this moment, Su亦晴 would not agree to it.

Yet at this crucial moment, the spore-polluted beast abruptly halted its attack, standing rigid and motionless in its tracks. Its body had grown stiff, halting all movement, and its gaze underwent a subtle transformation, losing all its color.

Hearing Ling Qing's words, Cheng Yingyao nodded, and before Ling Qing could react, Cheng Yingyao bent slightly and scooped Ling Qing up horizontally in his arms.

Although a Metamorphmagus was rare, the term was common knowledge in the wizarding world, so the twins immediately nodded in understanding while wearing expressions of regret.

Three simple words, a simple gesture, yet they compelled him to follow in her footsteps uncontrollably.

Even against Hua Ziyuan, whose strength matched his own, he could not tell whether or not he had suffered a deviation in his cultivation.

Gu Xiaoxiao was momentarily stunned, hearing his voice continue to speak, "Xiaoxiao, for your sake, I am willing to do anything." Even the most reluctant tasks, he would willingly undertake.

Other scientists had also achieved massive results, making Ji Qing feel that all this tossing and turning had not been in vain. However, considering reality, when these achievements could actually be put into practice remained uncertain; it would depend entirely on the circumstances.

Yet this also meant that if Zheng Xian could master the gravity crystal, he would be able to execute far more intricate maneuvers in mid-air.

Regarding the Wusun State, Zhao Xun and the others engaged in intense discussions, conjuring up a flurry of vicious and underhanded tactics one after another. Although many of these methods were not fit for polite society, would Zhao Xun and the others care? Of course not. As long as it harmed the enemy and benefited themselves, their methods would only be more ruthless. Between hostile factions, what fairness or justice was there to speak of, let alone debate?

Deputy Commander Zhang Hai hailed from the Qi army's naval forces. Because the Chu army had previously captured Yangzhou and cut off the navy's retreat, he had surrendered to the Chu army. Among the naval forces, these surrendered Qi sailors were extremely unwilling to ever return to the Qi army's ranks.

Therefore, whether they won or lost brought them no benefits. No wonder Political Commissar Huang had arrived here and refused even to step out of his vehicle before hurrying away; he must have anticipated such a scene long ago. When the time came, whose side was he supposed to take?

The Han and Zhao armies reached an agreement, and large quantities of weaponry and equipment were transported south from East Yongzhou into northern Jingzhou, and subsequently into Hanzhong. In addition, a small portion was transported directly south into Hanzhong from the southwest of Chang'an.

Yang Guozhong ordered arrangements to be made for Gao Xianzhi to stay at the Ministry of War's official posthouse, while Wang Yuan needed no lodging arrangements as he had his old residence in Jing'an Ward. However, before settling in, he first had to pay an audience to Emperor Xuanzong in the palace. It was said that Xuanzong had been counting the days on his fingers, calculating that the two of them should have arrived days ago, and was growing anxiously impatient.

Upon arriving there, they discovered that the Bodhisattva Guanyin was also present. Beside her stood a monk clad in a treasured kasaya, holding a Zen staff, wearing a monk's cap, and leading a white horse.

Seeing Lin Feng ignore his wildly arrogant declaration, the Limping Hou flew into a towering rage. Had he not been lame, he undoubtedly would have already chased after him.

Multiple detachments of the Zhao army advanced shoulder to shoulder from east to west in a net-like formation, taking advantage of the Qocho Kingdom's failure to receive detailed intelligence in the rear to launch a massive offensive. In the span of a mere five or six days, the Zhao army had pushed a thousand miles westward.

Yet upon seeing Feng Feng, he was visibly excited, leaping about like a monkey while gesticulating wildly and uttering incomprehensible words.