Volume 1, Chapter 47: The Marvellous Nine-Turn Lotus Platform

"Lu Yang! You had better pray that Liu Yiyun is unharmed, or else you know my methods."

Leaving behind this harsh warning, Chang'an walked toward Liu Yiyun.

"Hmph, as if I scare that easily." Lu Yang wore an expression of utter indifference. Even if he were to cripple the newcomer Chang'an favored right in front of him, so what? At worst, he would just be docked some spiritual stones and lose a few perks in the Demon-Suppressing Prison.

How could Zhao Fuxiang possibly allow this fellow to live in his home? Tonight, that room was meant for his family of three; if this guy moved in, wouldn't he just pollute the air?

Liu Pan'er had originally intended to pay Shopkeeper Li for the raw materials he had just purchased all at once, but she didn't have enough small change on hand to break a larger note. Shopkeeper Li couldn't wait, so they agreed to settle the account another day.

Stumbling upon a crucial issue quite by accident is what people call a "flash of insight." Clearly, Ye Zheng was just such a person. Many people still admired this fellow's formidable adaptability.

However, they were already in a state of charge and simply could not stop. The werewolf charging at the very front even launched a direct attack against the holy emperor guards in the front row.

Meng Xi's affair pulled up the radish along with the mud clinging to it, and Qin Shiwen was also implicated to some extent. Unfortunately, Qin Shiwen was already out of the country, and there was no evidence that the Zhengrong Group had any part in it.

If mecha-infantry legions were suited for large-scale annihilation and suppression combat, then battle-armor legions were entities born specifically for extreme lone-soldier operations.

The pine wood blocks were rolled in pigment water and left to dry in the sun. Once dry, they were built up in the middle of the courtyard into hollow pine wood pagodas one by one.

"Mom, I'm hungry." Sensing that the atmosphere between them was somewhat strained, Yang Shishi hastily spoke in a spoiled, sweet tone.

"Big Brother, let me tell you, my chess skills have improved again recently." Xibao clung closely to Qin Shiwen's side.

On this day, he was in the courtyard teasing the vulture he kept when Mu Feng walked in holding a letter.

"I think your skin is getting tight for a beating!" Zhang Baifeng suddenly moved, her sword dancing in the air before coming down with a resounding smack against Zhang Bayu's wrist, landing a heavy blow.

In the world of cultivation, ordinary people, including some practitioners in the body-refining realm, had a maximum lifespan of only a hundred years. But once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage, their lifespan would instantly double, reaching two hundred years. For those at the Soul Gathering stage above Foundation Establishment, their lifespan would increase once again, up to a maximum of three hundred years.

With that, Ye Huan gulped down a bottle of white liquor. His Adam's apple bobbed as half a catty of the potent spirit was poured straight into his stomach.

After all, nobody's money blows in on the wind. Millions might be something an ordinary person could not earn even with a lifetime of hard work, and even to people on the level of Tang Jerry and Ping Qiusha, a few million was enough to cause genuine heartache.

A figure suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes. Who could this figure be if not Zhu Qi?

The two saints actually no longer possessed any Chaos Spiritual Treasures in their hands. Fighting Zhu Qi under such conditions was simply tantamount to a one-sided slaughter.

Duro's eyes lit up instantly, and not just his—the eyes of the two kneeling sailors behind him lit up as well.

"So it's Sister Raincoat. You seem very afraid of me, and why are there so many people outside?" Changkong Xingyu still asked gently.

At this moment, the zombies closest to them were still about three hundred meters away, but the road was packed so densely that the zombies were crammed into a massive horde. Viewed from afar, it was both terrifying and sickening.

"Nothing to be done; the array was far too severely damaged, so it's completely impossible to tell," that person said with a sigh and a shake of the head.

Huang Xiangzu was baffled, but Mo Yufei remained completely calm. He didn't need to explain himself to anyone, naturally including Huang Xiangzu, for facts were the best explanation.

The new recruits couldn't help but stir in a commotion. After all, they had never heard of soldiers needing to learn how to read. Since the founding of the Great Ming Dynasty down to the present day, this truly was a novel thing. Although they were extremely eager to learn characters, they harbored deep doubts about whether they would actually be able to master them.