Volume 1, Chapter 42: The Show Begins 1

Beside them, the Soaring Snow Emperor exhaled freezing currents from its maw, and with every beat of its wings, snow swirled through the air. The talisman before the inner sect disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect instantly transformed into a golden protective shield, bracing against Lin Feng’s lethal strike.

Seeing the Green Ox and Jiang Ziya in agreement, Lin Qian’er looked at Yang Feng with a radiant smile. In her mind, the greater Yang Feng’s achievements, the happier she felt. She would never oppose anything beneficial to him, and she was determined to prevent anything that might harm him.

Warhorses were as precious as modern-day luxury cars. During times of war, they were strategic assets, and the various warlords maintained strict control over their sale.

He had personally witnessed the power of the White-Browed Tiger Demon; it could easily crush not just profound beasts, but even low-level spirit beasts.

Afterward, the two walked hand in hand into the inner chamber, kicked off their shoes, climbed onto the bed, and began to discuss the great affairs of the world.

PS: Sigh, I don’t even want to say anything. I’ll just post as much as I can; I’m too ashamed to face anyone.

After hearing Lin Qian’er’s words, Yang Feng and the Peng Demon King shared a smile, sat back down, and reviewed the current situation in the territory once more.

It should be noted that when Xiao Chao first appeared in the Seven-Star Divine Realm, he had been transported by the Divine Bridge of the Other Shore. Back then, golden light had streaked across the sky, and the Pill King of Longevity and others had come to investigate, yet they failed to discover the hidden Xiao Chao.

The fire within the city grew increasingly intense. Many onlookers, seeing that the Guanzhong army had failed to quell the rebellion after so long, began to grow restless.

Feeling the hand suddenly rest on his shoulder, Shi Zuocai sighed inwardly, steeling himself to face the trouble ahead.

“Do you think I am useless?” A cold voice arrived, striking Zhao Zixian’s heart like a heavy hammer. What could this mean?

“Wanting to leave the palace after only a year—is it really that unbearable?” He asked her, though he did not look her way.

Consequently, the bilateral talks turned into a quadrilateral summit—McCarthy, Cinema, Warner, and United Artists.

“Why are you laughing? Even the Emperor praises me for being cleverer and more talented than the Crown Prince. Do you think the Emperor is wrong?” the Second Prince asked, visibly annoyed.

The Sword Emperor silently removed his mask. Grant was stunned; he bowed immediately, commanded his soldiers to resume their duties, and dispatched military police to suppress the supervisor’s personal guards.

This was one of the investigative routes, and each branching option held massive variables. It was highly likely that by the third step, one could be coldly rejected by a transmigrated classmate saying, “I already have a wife.”

“Don’t dare? Hmph… then why has the Emperor not flipped the tablet of any concubine since returning to the palace?” the Empress asked with a cold, mocking smile.

Watching her figure fade into the distance, Shi Zuocai pulled the door shut behind him and added a lighthearted, smiling remark.

Hadi Yandi was the key figure of the Suharto family, a man of considerable intellect. This was the second time Li Chen and his party had brought up this topic tonight, and Diana’s identity was even more peculiar, shadowed by the heavy weight of traditional British aristocracy.

Sister Fen, unaware of the situation, was dragged into the mess by her unscrupulous friends and colleagues, forced to share in the brunt of President Xu’s fury.

Li Xiuying’s words silenced everyone. It was true; if humanity lacked descendants, then sooner or later, human society would face collapse.

They had returned once before going to the island, though for some reason, the departure had been very hurried, leaving behind everything except a few essential items.

Xu Yinning’s words contained both a defense of Ning Hengming and a jab at Li Zheze; thus, as soon as he finished, he received an immediate response.

Although the herbs on the list were common, they were all meant to nourish the essence and solidify the foundation. He had to strive to break through to the second level of Essence Refining in these few days; in a world where strength was king, every bit of power meant a greater chance of survival.

He sheathed his sword and led Dodo out of the Drunken Dream Hall. Zhi Yu was standing before the door of Soft Jade Fragrance, and Dong Fei was waiting in the carriage.

Outside, He Yan finished washing the dishes, wiped his hands, and brought some firewood into the room to stack in the partition. Then, the two sat by the window, lost in thought as they watched the snow.

“Guan Yi, you didn’t expect this, did you? Your time has come!” the team leader approached, his face full of excitement.

Hai Ge struggled and protested with all his might, but his throat felt as if it were being choked by a ghost’s hand, unable to make a sound. Finally, with a fierce jolt, he broke free from the bizarre constraints of the dream and returned to reality.

Subsequently, Ye Zhancang’s five-zhang tall soul giant appeared in Li Yuanwei’s mind, and a wave of soul-shaking dread radiated from the giant.

In past battles, the Third Young Master of the Lei family had been invincible with his sixteen Thunder Crystal Flying Swords. These swords could drastically amplify the power of thunder, but at this moment, they were shattered, and the thunderous power within them was as good as non-existent.

During the first few encounters, Jiang Xueqing had exchanged information out of politeness, barely considering them acquaintances.

“Come, Earth friend, let us toast to our eternal friendship!” Weddell raised his glass for a toast. Hai Ge’s face flushed red as he lifted his own, but he stood there foolishly, unable to utter a single word.

Ye Cuihua swept her beautiful eyes over the crowd. Aside from Li Yuanwei and the other two she had met before, she did not recognize the other five, and she immediately understood her predicament.

“Those two sluts are actually dead?! Good riddance—it saves me the trouble of doing it myself!” The Empress laughed with unconcealed joy upon hearing the news.

Other types of dharma treasures came in all shapes and sizes: spirit blades, spears, halberds, bows, arrows, gauntlets, and so on. Beyond these, there were also defensive dharma treasures.