Chapter 40

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I wish I were drinking poison; only poison is what I should be drinking, and what I desire to drink.

After sending off the three magic-users, he retrieved a dozen pieces from the Moon Tower, activated a portal, and made a trip to the Multi-Legged Fortress.

No, he was not unscathed. His upper body, severely corroded by stomach acid and covered in bloody, foul-smelling, decaying matter, stood in stark contrast to his pristine lower body. It was an unsettling sight no matter how one looked at it.

Lord Nine-Slaying immediately sensed something and began to stroke his chin in contemplation, deep in thought.

The best approach would be to release Cai Jing—Cai Jing, who remained the Left Chancellor of the court. Release him to reorganize the New Party, release him to serve as an opponent to the Yuan Party, and release him to monitor every move of those who had triumphed in the power struggle.

"Whom do you wish to save?" Ye Kun asked. While this "Transfer of Stars" was a miraculous technique, it could only be used to save others. Usually, it involved transferring someone else's suffering onto oneself. But for common illnesses, medicine suffices; for what medicine cannot cure, it is a life for a life.

Fang Qi sighed inwardly; he knew trouble was coming again. And this time, it was likely more than just trouble. He had never before felt such a bone-chilling sensation.

"While she still has the strength, we must join forces to open the rift in time and space," Shentu said, ignoring the blood-red gleam in Wupabo’s eyes as he reminded him bluntly.

"Seeing you covered in sweat, you must have been playing for a long time, right? Why haven't I seen your kite fly into the sky after all this time?" Shangguan Hongye asked with a smile.

"Not everyone can consume the Nine-Tails' chakra," I said, then pushed off with force to shove Kisame away, emerging from the soil.

In such an airtight place, the smell was enough to make one gag and suffer a headache. Fortunately, Cang Jiuyao was not one to be pampered; after the initial nausea, she temporarily adapted.

Upon hearing this, the group slowed their pace significantly. When they drew closer, they discovered that the cultivators who had entered earlier were battling a suit of armor emitting a purple light. This Copper Armored Guard was merely a puppet, completely unaffected by the cultivators' spells, and the crowd of cultivators was being steadily pushed back by the single entity.

I once had a younger sister, but she was given away by my biological mother. Now, hearing her call me "sister" made my heart ache.

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"The Emperor is occupied with myriad affairs of state; surely he has no time to manage these matters?" Cang Jiuyao asked, probing slightly.

"Right, the reputation of the 'King-Slayer' is too terrifying. If we act rashly, we won't even know how we died. We must deliberate at length," said another man nearby, a Black man with a hook nose and short hair, his tone grave.

The doubt Ye Kun had discovered earlier concerned the layer of skin on Ye Zong’s chin. He had intended to investigate further, but since Ye Chao and Ye Jian arrived at that moment, he was forced to abandon his plan.

Whether there is a mountain of blades or a sea of flames ahead, having come this far, even if I have to crawl, I will finish the remaining path.

Zhang Yunfei’s entire body went tense in an instant. The force with which he gripped my hand tightened, revealing the depth of his fear. His beautiful eyes were fixed intently on the doctor’s mouth, terrified of hearing any bad news.

The opportunities she encountered were absolutely proportional to the heavy burdens she would have to shoulder in the future. Otherwise, how could Yue Ying’er have spared no effort to sink into another slumber, pouring the divine power she had accumulated over a thousand years into her, and even allowing her to take away the two precious chairs?

A gentle breeze blew by, and Yang Yang’s primordial spirit felt an unprecedented sense of comfort. Every time he entered before, the surrounding environment had been oppressive; he had not expected there to be wind this time.

However, from the technical perspective of the development and expansion of religion, the S-sect system is indeed the final stage of religious evolution.

The group moved slowly toward the direction where the Nanning Army was gathering. Before long, several cavalrymen came to intercept them.

Perhaps out of excessive excitement, or perhaps wanting to gain the upper hand, someone moved, rushing toward the lava crater and the vortex within.

"Impossible! How could you pass through the shockwaves erupted by eight Tier-6 treasures!" Fan Ruoyi shouted in utter astonishment.

Outside this forbidden ground of the Eastern Clan lay a layer of unimaginably powerful barrier formations, preventing outsiders from entering. Even with the strength of the current Daoist Ningye, they could not shake it in the slightest.

At this moment, within the borders of Western Chu, among the three factions, both Yingdu and the Black Armor Army were anxious. Only the Western Frontier Army, led by Du Lü, followed quietly behind the Black Armor Army, neither greedy for merit nor advancing rashly. The goal of the Western Frontier Army’s march this time was very simple: to block the retreat of the Black Armor Army.

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Just as he opened the door, a Tiger Guard reported: "Captain Peng, someone is here to see you!" Liu De had already appointed Peng Yue as a captain in the army, so the Tiger Guard addressed him as such.

Long Xing’s gaze swept across the eight Orc warriors, and he bowed deeply, then cupped his fists in a solemn salute.

By the end of the Kangxi era, the immigration ban against the Chao and Hui regions was lifted, and the number of immigrants from those areas began to rise significantly.

One could see Yu Liuming, alone on horseback, galloping toward Yelv Xin and Yelv Sha. In the blink of an eye, the three horses crossed paths, and a blinding cold light instantly engulfed them. A moment later, the three riders separated, each sitting on their warhorses, motionless.

Jun Dixie did not speak. As the saying goes, silent intimidation is the most powerful. He turned, his momentum unstoppable, his sword edge forcing Geng Fu back step by step.

I do not know how much longer we traveled through the city, but by the time my waving arm felt sore and swollen, the carriage finally stopped in front of a stern and solemn mansion.

"It’s nothing..." Shaking off the awkwardness in his heart, Leng Moyu began to tell Li Xu of the things he needed to pay attention to, while thinking of how to end this embarrassing situation as quickly as possible.

The surrounding students all looked over, their gazes focused on the other party, filled with deep awe and a trace of longing.

"Orlando? Hey! What’s wrong with you? You!" Su Yiren’s hand could not help but rest on his back; his exposed wings were even hotter than the temperature in her hand, as if they had been severely scorched.

In the prison beneath the Rain Diners, Smoker had seen Blue Night’s true form and mirror clones exist simultaneously.