Volume One, Chapter 46: Turning Their Own Methods Against Them

Madam Yu straightened her ruffled clothes and flicked her sleeves. "You have committed such a grave offense that I truly cannot keep you by my side. Go receive thirty strokes of the cane and leave the State Councilor's Estate."

Cultivating a trusted personal maid was no easy task, but given the present circumstances, if she did not abandon this maid, by tomorrow there would be no place for her left in the entire capital.

At Madam Yu's command, the young maid was dragged away, her miserable shrieks echoing from outside the door.

Having settled everything, Madam Yu put on a graceful and proper smile. "Qiong'er, get up quickly. Do not let this servant's wrongdoing mar the mother-daughter bond between us. Mother..."

Long Fei also hesitated, as the hundreds of ghosts lunged forward like ravenous wolves treating the man as a piece of fat meat, scrambling to take a bite. There was no time to wait; gritting her teeth, Shasha flicked out several spell talismans.

Dihong was struck with stark terror, as a portion of its energy had actually been swept away by the opponent's fan.

Yet deep within her heart, she still yearned for a passionate romance with a robust man—a sudden realization dawned upon Luo Nan. What was it that stopped her? What had warped her current sexual orientation?

Jeong Yong-hwa leaned against the kitchen doorframe, watching the two bustle about inside with a smile before turning away.

Therefore, striking blindly would be an unpredictable gamble: would she be crushed first by Hong Zhenying, whose power had surged nearly tenfold, or would Hong Zhenying exhaust her demonic essence first? This was precisely why Hong Xingyuan, who had figured her out, was kept in check.

Upon entering the Realm of Nothingness, each person could choose a single item. A very fortunate few might advance to another level, but the majority, after acquiring one item, would be sent deep into the Illusionary Immortal Secret Realm.

The crowd thrust their swords toward Xing Jue, who merely twirled his fan. Golden powder scattered into the air, slowly drifting down onto those charging at him with drawn swords. The moment the powder touched anyone from the Xinyi Mountain Manor, they felt a burning, fiery agony across their bodies.

Enduring risks that others dared not take, he boldly invited wolves into the house, and ultimately weakened the Taoyuan Immortal Sect through an unexpected explosion. Taking advantage of their lack of time to subdue the region, he turned the Nine Suns Immortal Sect into the ultimate victor.

At this moment, having consumed a medicinal pill, Hong Zhenying increased the distance between herself and the converging souls, shouting toward Liang Hao.

I concentrated, using my own aura to resist. Without releasing my killing intent, I was like a fish stranded ashore while he was a predatory cat watching eagerly. Once I unleashed my killing intent, we became two fish in the same water, except he was a shark and I was a dolphin.

As a support, he effortlessly clinched the MVP title, earning 120 glory points and 3 glory chests.

"Heavenly Fire Meteor Stones! These are fired by the catapults the Youzhou army loves to use." Some veteran soldiers recognized them, but their tones were fraught with terror.

Upon learning that Qiaoqiao was a twin, Grandma Ye was so thrilled she wanted the entire world to know.

However, all of this was orchestrated by Zhang Liang. Once Dian Wei departed, the meeting was adjourned, and everyone went outside together to watch the spectacle.

Just as Zhang Liang charged to the front, he spotted a commander dressed like a strategist atop the city gate tower, guessing him to be Feng Ji. Although this man was an enemy who had devised one malicious scheme after another for Yuan Shao, he was undeniably a strategist of considerable intellect.

The White Tiger knew without asking Ye Fan that these two had to be killed, as they were irreconcilable enemies of the Xuantian Alliance.

For some reason, I abruptly chose a direction to proceed, following the footprint traces at a ninety-degree angle.

"The wind outside is growing stronger, whipping up sand and stones. I doubt Long Sword will come in weather like this. Should we tell the brothers to stand down and relax?" Jinfa requested instructions.

Feeling a sudden sense of peace, Bo Mingyi felt a bit embarrassed, but when he brought up the topic of the mainland and Taiwan, it immediately resonated with everyone. The Hundred Schools Forum commenced its discussions, and various opinions ultimately converged on the same conclusion: reunification would be realized after the returns of Hong Kong and Macau and the "One Country, Two Systems" policy were fully validated.

Fan Dudu was not ordinarily a man of many words; if anyone else asked a question, he would reply with a single sentence or even just a few syllables. Only toward Guan Guan did he seem to exhibit extraordinary patience, speaking more words to her than to all other people combined.

The remaining soldiers instantly halted all climbing maneuvers and deployed into tactical formations to sweep the surrounding area.

Yan Beige and Zuo Tianyi exchanged glances, their expressions grim. Battling the Undying Lord had left them no time to plunder astral origins; they had managed to acquire barely any planetary origins, let alone stellar ones.

Chen Qi set Lin Ruo down, growing visibly weaker. Yet if he did not consume his core essence to slaughter the people who had arrived today, they were bound to prevent his departure.

"Boss, we are definitely no match for him! Let's just surrender!" yelled one of the chieftains nearby with a pale face, clearly believing that continuing the fight was utterly meaningless.

Out of one comes two, out of two comes three, and out of three come all things. Having broken her precepts today, she needed to quiet her mind; otherwise, harboring demonic obsessions would lead to a mountain of bones.

Yue Shengyang strenuously helped Li Ming up from the ground, wide-eyed as she looked at Yu Qian with curious inquiry.

Though his personal strength remained far too weak compared to the KL Society or even the Prince of Pingxi, he now held mastery over Jiangnan and the hearts of all the people across Huaxia. The will of the people was the will of heaven; holding the hearts of the people meant holding the ultimate weapon for victory, capable of biting an old ox to death even if one were merely an ant.

Then came a dark figure, like an Asura of the night, carrying a faint smile as his gaze swept toward them.

The surrounding monks had already voluntarily cleared the arena, though this venue likely could not withstand the might of a Tribulation Realm expert.

Near the meteorological tower, a massive red orb of light seemed to rise in the urban district. Piercing through the clouds, it was so blindingly bright that the surrounding world was momentarily plunged into dimness. Then, a deafening explosion that seemed to tear the air apart followed closely, sweeping across the landscape like a shockwave.

Since they had raised the banner of returning to a golden age, they had to uphold the ideology they had formulated. Any nation that betrayed the human community had to perish—this was the iron law dictated by ideology. Even if high-ranking officials had close ties with Norma, Norma still had to be destroyed to preserve that ideology.

"If you won't submit it, I will! I refuse to believe that a game from the Era of Miracles is trash! Whether it gets adopted or not, headquarters will make its own judgment." Glaring at Ishiguro Sugiki as he walked toward the door, Tangze Kairui said with unyielding resentment.

Though it was possible he was overthinking things, Ling Hao refused to believe that Shangguan Zhiqing harbored any benevolent intentions toward these "tourists" given such drastic moves at this critical juncture. And it was not just Shangguan Zhiqing; while Earth might be different, many martial artists in the Dragon Heaven Continent cared even less for mortal lives than for blades of grass.

Most cultivators lacked the strength and the audacity to strike up a conversation with the elders of the Misty Peak, while the tiny handful of strong cultivators, such as the demon youth, simply paid the old man no heed at all.