Volume One, Chapter 85: The Die Is Cast

Right now, Brother Qiang has only one thought in mind: to quickly distance himself from Liuzi. After all, Chu Ming’s strength is evident for all to see. Even the strongest fighters he’d raised were effortlessly taken down by Chu Ming—so what hope did he have of dealing with him?

Song Jinli subconsciously turned her head. Through the rear window, she saw a car speeding straight toward them.

Witnessing this, Ah Zi was momentarily stunned. In her memory, the last time her grandfather had eaten like this was probably centuries ago.

This man had joined the army in Huanzhou as a youth of foreign descent, and to rise to the rank of a fourth-rank military officer was no small feat—he was indeed a capable general. But only Zhao Hao now knew the dark chapters of his past. That, however, is a tale for another time.

“It’s said there are three supreme treasures in Shandan. Gather all three, and you’ll gain an unimaginably powerful force. Everyone who covets that power will stop at nothing to collect the trio,” Hong Ying sighed.

She was the one who called him, and so late at that. If he truly cared about her sincerity, the least he could do was call back to ask what she wanted, right?

Ao Shuang let out a furious roar as boundless red light exploded from his body. The next moment, he raised his right claw, mustering all his strength for a decisive blow.

“Hello, Mr. Shen.” All four greeted him. In the Water Blue district, Mr. Shen’s reputation and that of his trading guild were legendary—he was a myth in the business world.

The color truly suited her. Song Jinli had searched the surrounding barber shops before finally finding one that was just right.

On the Command Platform, Zhao Hao sat upright on the central grand chair. Zhong Shidao, Zhong Shizhong, and Yang Weizhong sat to the left and right below him, while Wu Song, Fang Baihua, Lu Junyi, Liang Hongyu, Hua Rong, and Zhang Qing stood by Zhao Hao’s side and behind, hands on their swords, ready to serve.

At this moment, Su Jingmu had no interest in listening to any of this. She only wanted to see Song Boxi, to ask him face to face—if he could give her a reasonable explanation, she would trust him.

As the great battle unfolded, only Mount Tai and its surrounding ranges remained standing, shielded by the mountain-guarding formation. All other mountains were either ruined or completely destroyed.

“I don’t think the Emperor keeps her close out of affection.” Only the Sixth Princess, aloof amidst the crowd’s laughter, wore an expression of worry.

Luo Qirong stood frozen, fists clenched and legs trembling uncontrollably. They could not accept such an outcome, but as the dust settled and they saw the situation clearly, their surprise quickly turned to relief.

An entire afternoon passed without any sign of abnormality at the manor—no trace of the target at all. Wang Nanbei had no choice but to wait for nightfall. At night, the manor seemed even more tranquil than by day, its lights casting a dim, yellow glow.

Strange beasts like the Thunder Tiger are among the most powerful of their kind, called Celestial Demons, rivaling the top ten prodigies among human cultivators.

There was no need for words between Ajing and Sui Sui—Ajing understood Sui Sui’s intentions perfectly, and as they passed by A Kuan, Ajing shot him a mischievous wink.

Sui Sui propped her chin in her hand, looking utterly dejected, though her mind was full of fanciful imaginings about what her wedding night would be like in the future.

Nine golden dragons let out a sorrowful cry in unison, then were torn asunder, scattering into endless golden light that drifted through the air.

Several more soul beasts continued to approach. Only when Lin Yi looked closely did he realize they were wild beasts with bizarre white fur, resembling wolves.

How could those two wolves possibly listen to her? And besides, there was still some distance between them. They stared at him challengingly, showing no intention of leaving.

“Useless fools, can’t even handle these people! Mobilize a battalion at once—bring the cannons and tanks! I’ll go see for myself just how formidable they are!” the garrison commander barked orders to his subordinates, full of bluster.