Chapter 40: Usurping the Han (12)

With nothing pressing to do, I once discussed with Ning Shuiyue whether they could achieve immortality and eternal youth simply by absorbing spiritual energy.

Treating him as a patient, naturally, there was more concern than usual, and his voice took on an inexplicably gentle tone.

The sturdy door was already open, the scent of wine filling the entire room. The man urged the brewers to bring up all the wine jars—only a few dozen remained.

For the time being, she truly might not be able to care for the children as attentively as before.

"Can we use it?" Lu Ran and Tie Kun stared wide-eyed at the mystical technique. Since they were practitioners of the profound arts, it should be no problem.

"Second brother, since the dean is willing to resolve the matter of the marrow-cleansing pill, let’s go," Shiyao said, withdrawing her gaze and turning to Ziqin.

The Quanrong had long been a persistent threat on the border, warring with the Great Shang for over a century with intermittent clashes. The last decade had seen relative calm, but unexpectedly, they surged back once more.

The elder’s sinister smile curled as he mentioned Qi Jiang, then struck him hard in the abdomen with a punch. Qi Jiang only trembled slightly before falling utterly motionless.

An elderly man with white eyebrows embroidered with white and blue sword blades squinted his eyes, a half-smile playing on his lips as he regarded Mu Yuyang, seemingly convinced that Mu Yuyang would join them.

The request was entirely reasonable, and the leader couldn’t argue, ordering his soldiers to lower their weapons. Once the weapons were put down, it meant these men had relinquished all will to resist.

"Forget it, I’ll go up and explain," the host sighed helplessly as he stepped onto the stage, wearing a wry smile and apologizing in explanation.

Fine weapons were rare and thus precious, perfectly embodying the adage that rarity heightens value.

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Though her mother was born into the foremost family and seemed distinguished, the outcome was that she was imprisoned, and her captivity was used to blackmail her husband and children.

Upon hearing they exchanged roots for divine medicine from Yang Feng, they tracked them all the way. When the two were far enough from Yang Feng and arrived at this remote location, they struck.

Among thousands of heavenly-tier experts, fewer than one-third have entered the Ink Profound Sanctuary. Many who once aspired to explore the sanctuary abandoned the idea after witnessing the terrors of the royal city.

PS: Just started work, very busy and tired. I will try to update daily, and at worst every other day.

Xiduo was somewhat surprised; he suddenly seemed to change completely, actively agreeing to film at the scenic spots. She thought they’d have to beg for a long time before they would agree to shoot, but it was so effortless, beyond her expectations.

As the saying goes, a fierce soldier can raise a fierce pack. With Wei Xiu, a passionate leader, would his troops really be gentle lambs?

Wei Xiu waved his hand to indicate it was no problem, thinking that with a hundred people, a few might have colder dispositions, which was normal, so he paid it no mind.

Because of Chu Feng’s recent arrow, a mark was left again on the celestial shield, deepening the previous trace with an even deeper scar.

"Tired? Then rest early," Elder Yang smiled faintly but showed clear signs of fatigue. He patted his junior brother’s shoulder and walked over toward Chen Xian.

After the hour of Hai had passed, Jinming City’s military horses rested, the streets were quiet with few passersby. Only the government hall remained brightly lit. Military commander Chai Shao stood with hands bound behind his back, furrowing his brows as he studied the large map of the northwest army, contemplating deeply.

Those attending the ball need not be couples; classmates of the same gender could go together simply because the ticket price was cheaper: indeed, tickets were required, and two-person tickets cost less than single ones.

"Alright, but all expenses will be borne by your Feng family. One ship and all weapons will be provided by you," Wang Ping’an said.

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Indeed, although the great serpent clearly gave up resistance, the other party mercilessly raised a foot and kicked it squarely in the face, catching it off guard and knocking it to the ground. Even its mask flew off, and the attacker was relentless, seemingly intent on stomping on its face again.

Gua Jiang said nothing but felt a heavy weight in his heart. This fellow saw right through his thoughts—couldn’t he be a bit more tactful?

Next came the Extreme Bliss Valley, one of the Eight Great Sects. This sect was controversial in the martial world; its members were mostly free-spirited and indifferent to outsiders' opinions, frivolous like alluring spirits.

Zheng Liuer was at a loss, unsure whether to heed Du Ruhui’s words or to follow Cheng Yaojin’s advice.

"According to the Turkic thousand-man general, this operation was launched by their leader secretly, without Xieli’s knowledge," Qin Huaiyu explained.

Big brother, I want to say, since the treasure map says the treasure cave is in this area, it might not be at the summit. Could it be on the mountainside or at the base? Yun Lai said thoughtfully.

Feng Lin held his head and looked around, realizing his father was once again smoking clouds with Xue Yin, seemingly engaged in conversation.

Several days had passed since the grand wedding, yet the bustling atmosphere in Manzhou Prefecture remained undiminished. Under the management of Liu Bowen and Yao Guangxiao, the prefecture was alive with song and dance. Of course, it would have been even better if the recent eradication of several cultivation sects had not occurred.

"Very well, conjure your tricks," said Martial General Tianfei, slapping her palm forward. Instantly, yin and yang reversed, chaos spread, and faintly, the mastery of a Primordial Great Dao Golden Immortal was evident.