Chapter 34

Before her eyes lay a vast, white expanse of snow. She was jumping and leaping about as usual, but as her foot slipped, she fell into a pair of warm palms.

In the courtyard, Su Qingyue watched from afar as a tall, sturdy figure returned carrying two roe deer and a long string of game. The catch consisted of wild rabbits and pheasants tied together with tough vines, along with a pangolin.

As their eyes met, both let out a simultaneous scoff, quickly reloading the cylinders of their .38 revolvers in preparation for the next round of confrontation.

This was home to the largest marketplace within a radius of one hundred thousand miles, a trading hub for countless cultivators where rare treasures often surfaced.

Many fell, wailing on the ground, while even more were killed outright, denied even the chance to scream. Terrified by the overwhelming firepower, the remaining base militants retreated in fear.

Gu Rong was sleeping soundly when she was startled awake by a thunderous roar. Remembering that Qiu Yi and her companion were still outside, she instructed them to go to bed, and the two withdrew as bidden.

His right hand was pulled up, and a vast surge of earthy yellow vitality flowed from the ground into his arm, spreading throughout his entire body.

Under normal circumstances, one would consider Chu Lan’s words those of a fool. Yet, in Qin Hai’s eyes, this perpetually unserious Chu Lan had already brought him too many surprises.

Just then, Fang Yunxiao burst through the doors in a panic, followed closely by Du Lin.

Seeing the war automaton approaching with a monstrous, crushing aura, the numerous Return-to-Truth cultivators on the tenth floor of the ancient tower were struck with terror, their faces pale with unimaginable dread.

Upon hearing of the matter, the King of Chu felt deeply ashamed, believing the people of Liang to be kind and worthy of friendship. He strove to establish friendly relations, and the two nations eventually formed a bond of harmony.

***

Clapping her hands lightly, Sister Fei walked down with her hands on her hips, having easily handled the blustering Yun Taotao.

"You are a true-born native of Chenjing. You must have felt the nightscape of this city many times over. Tell me, how does this night in Chenjing feel different to you?" The old man stroked his beard as he asked Lan Wan'er, who was holding his hand.

With their departure set for tomorrow, Ma Qian'an could not settle his mind enough to rest early; he pulled Zhou Yucheng, Zhang Fangrong, and a guide over to the map to continue their discussions.

During the era of the Five Kings' War, a man appeared on the continent calling himself Xuanjizi. Adopting the name of Zhuge Xuanji, he founded a peculiar school of thought.

The once-lively room suddenly turned quiet. Ryan sighed slightly before discussing his future travels with Alendo, who suddenly proposed entering the Silent Forest, hoping to find a new companion there.

"He won't die! The one who will die is you!" Although Diya was deeply worried that Old Tie might actually fall for a trap and suffer a defeat in the gutter, her inner conviction—born from nowhere but her faith in Chu Yan—surged. She clenched her hands into fists, assuming the classic starting stance of Muay Thai.

*Crack!* With the sound of expanding muscle, Ye Feng’s sleeves tore apart. His veins bulged, and his muscular development seemed to have reached the absolute peak of human potential.

All four were Ancient Demon Generals, brimming with wild ferocity. Once such generals were unleashed, any so-called stone man was no match; even the Stone King would be shattered by a single punch. The four demon generals were already tamed, so there was no need to worry about loyalty.

"Yaoyao, go to the restaurant next door and ask the owner how much he earns in a single afternoon." Xie Xue prepared to preside over justice.

Though caught off guard, Min Yunshu appeared remarkably composed, her bright eyes widening slightly as her thick, dense eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

The Emperor departed at the end of the eighth month. Five or six days later, Yan Tang ordered the main force to break camp, and all the soldiers who had followed him from the capital prepared to return to court.

***

Lu Hong sighed privately to Miao Ran and Zhang Qingfang, yet she felt genuinely happy for her old classmate; the changes brought by life were not entirely for the worse.

Once they returned, Suixin would know exactly what kind of person Li Qiang was. It would be best to find a way to persuade her mother to call off the engagement.

Min Yunshu pursed her lips in a forced smile, but her nose stung, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"Hee hee~" Miao Ran, caught in the crossfire, was initially caught between sleep and wakefulness but couldn't help laughing at the ticklish sensation on the soles of her feet.

Ji Gefei complained dolefully, "Who told you to hit me?" He felt aggrieved; he only wanted to hold her while he slept, and yet it resulted in domestic violence.

Chu Yan waved him off: "No need, I'll just take a taxi. I have to leave now. Breakfast is in the kitchen; eat before you go to work." Having said that, Chu Yan grabbed her bag and documents and left like a gust of wind.

Then, the massive black entity began to thrash even more violently. In the area visible to Yan Xiangnuan’s naked eye, the charred black dragon skin began to peel away in layers, shedding like scales and clattering to the ground to reveal a faint, cyan-colored dragon body beneath.

Hearing the eunuch’s shout, Yixin quickly pulled his head back, glaring fiercely at the gatekeeper—what was he shouting for? Couldn't he see that he, the Sixth Prince, was eavesdropping? What if the Emperor found out?