Volume 1, Chapter 52: Changing a Single Character Results in the Bully's Ultimate Social Death
One day later, they arrived at a location thirty miles outside of Yangzhou City. Ma Xianping led the troops responsible for land operations to begin setting up camp, while Feng Zhiyuan also ordered the naval forces to make their final preparations, striving to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop on the second day after a night of rest.
However, the expressions of Lord Qin and the others at this moment were extremely complex—filled with sorrow, surprise, doubt, and yet a steadfast belief.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Huang Tu finally organized a ten-thousand-strong joint ninja force—which then imposingly surrounded these ferocious invaders from all directions.
Ye Tian gave a cold smile, his footsteps suddenly exerting force, and his movements even more dizzying to the opponent's eyes. A minute later, more than a dozen guards of the Yang family all collapsed onto the ground.
He merely blew a gentle breath, yet Crimson Maiden reacted as if she were dodging the most venomous hidden weapon in the world. Before she could even finish speaking, her body sprang up, executing a mid-air somersault, and she had already swept behind the house. The Death Talisman that had been right behind her was nowhere to be seen.
Just as his thoughts were in utter chaos, a slight sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart, much like the feeling one gets upon seeing an axe stained completely with blood.
Because of the emphasis on environmental research, whenever any link in the environment developed a problem, the professionals would immediately discover where the issue lay and set about investigating it.
"Thank you, Young Master." All the fishermen bowed in unison to Ximeng. This time, however, they did not kneel, but instead cupped their fists in salute. Then, with a cheer, they rushed toward the fishing boats, touching and rocking them in delight.
However, before refining the avatar, there was still one crucial step: finding a vessel to host the star core. Of course, one could also refine the star core first and then look for a vessel. This was something Second Senior Brother had repeatedly emphasized upon his departure. A powerful vessel with a high degree of compatibility is the key to future strength in the Star-Selecting Realm.
A relaxed and gentle smile played on his face, giving one the approachable warmth of the boy next door.
"Xin'er, during the days you were away, I had long since arranged all the preparations for our wedding. Everyone up and down the Azure Underworld Palace is simply waiting for you to come and perform the wedding rites." Junxi's eyes shone brightly, and his smile was dashing.
"But the child I want, you will never return to me." Ming Shiyun naturally would not dodge him at a time like this, but she also knew very well how to make Xiao Yingzhe stop on his own—just with a single sentence, such a simple, mood-killing remark.
Chu Qi's face flushed red, and she glared at him fiercely, gritting her teeth as she made a clenching and swinging gesture with her fist.
"Can you let Dad know about her?" Ling Mo asked very politely, his attitude showing utmost respect for his son.
Taking a deep breath, her face revealed a look that was both pained and resolute. Things having reached this point, she truly had no other choice.
Her gaze remained fixed on Zhonghuan City and the Zhonghuan Tower, originally waiting for Fang Chen to walk out of the Zhonghuan Tower after completing the trial.
When Jian Yiyang re-entered the bathroom holding the dress, Chu Qi had already finished brushing her teeth and washing her face.
Even for the other two planet-level telekinetic masters, these flying daggers were difficult to control. It was likely that the moment their thoughts flickered to attach telekinetic energy, they would drive the Star-Escaping Daggers to attack.
Watching Luo Han walk toward An Youran, Tang Ning silently played a funeral dirge for him in her heart, while Ade kindly closed his eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.
A few words of disagreement later, Wolf Bao darted out with a whoosh, preparing to fight the other fake Wolf Bao.
A torrential downpour enveloped a villa, and the black carved iron gates were pounded heavily by a pair of slender hands.
The powerful blood-qi fluctuations emanating from it, along with the dense malevolent aura, all served to show that this blade was a demonic weapon.
Ning Qiao could almost feel that unfamiliar and heart-palpitating touch. Her ears grew hot, and she instantly panicked.
Before she could continue reminiscing about her dream, the professor's announcement that class was starting pulled her back to reality.
The sound of an explosion echoed through the ancient tomb, startling everyone present. The shockwave of the explosion knocked them all unconscious, with the obvious exception of Li Mu.
Daily Quest: At the East China Sea coast, a steel ghost ship is wandering on the sea surface. Deal with it.
Ning Qiao still had some money left, so she found a hotel to stay temporarily near the old Fu family residence, deciding to look for Elder Fu early the next morning.
When Li Mu returned yesterday, he had already told Lin Lei everything that happened on Mount Youyun.
He let out an angry roar, surrounded by strands of black Qi that brought with them wisps of malevolent energy, continuously spreading toward Li Mu in an attempt to affect his mental state and interfere with his combat.
The whole family was working out in the gym; one was practicing yoga, another was boxing, and yet another was playing with balloons and swinging on a swing.
According to the rules, slaves could not become cavalrymen. Cavalry was a noble profession, and an emancipated slave could never serve as a cavalryman; there had never been an instance of a freed slave becoming a cavalryman.
Cake existed, and pizza was also common, but the brightly colored creams and sauces smeared all over left Kunpeng utterly speechless. "Food of the barbarians!" he muttered fiercely, even sneaking a swipe with his finger when no one was paying attention. The sourness of the tomato paste nearly made his teeth fall out. Was this stuff meant for feeding pigs? Could humans actually eat this?
"It's nothing much. I'm tired, so I'm resting!" As he spoke, this fellow Xiang Yu stopped outright, casually choosing a patch of flat ground to sit cross-legged in meditation. The rest of the group stared in blank bewilderment before rage surfaced on their faces.
Perhaps many years later, amidst the worship of countless believers, these incense wishes that could not attach themselves to Qingyuan would become extremely profound, resembling a lake or sea, and might even give birth to a new deity from within.
The spiritual Qi in this vast state was exceptionally dense; wildflowers and green grass covered the plains, and wild cranes, birds, fish, and beasts lived in absolute peace. Even when demonic beasts occasionally roamed about, they almost never actively harmed humans—truly a land of spiritual mountains, beautiful waters, and outstanding people.
After listening to Su Caiwei recount the legend of the thorn bird, Li Mochuo, Zhang Yin'er, Zhongli Xue, and the others were all captivated. They had not expected that the spirit of the thorn bird would harbor such a poignant and beautiful story.
After the volley of a thousand arrows, Liu Wuyao looked in astonishment at the thick pine needles scattered on the ground, thinking to himself: How can this be? How could my power possibly withstand such an attack?
While everyone at the scene was clueless as to what had happened, only Mu Qi knew clearly. For when he saw that green gourd, he recalled a record in the Mulan Scriptures, along with that terrifying legend.
"What business do you and I have?" The skeleton monster was also somewhat puzzled, the two balls of greenish ghost fire deep in its eye sockets flickering erratically.
"..." Hearing this, Shen Yian looked him up and down. He was tall, with a handsome appearance and a warm, sunny aura, yet owing to his age, he also possessed a steady and mature charm.