Chapter 62

Fortunately, as a pill used to replenish true qi, the Qi-Returning Pill was not overly complex or difficult to refine compared to other low-grade tier-seven elixirs.

Moreover, news from within the sect stated that there would be a new counterattack in the near future and told them not to worry. Therefore, most of the Upper Qing Sect cultivators felt at ease idling away their time in this place.

Picking up the mouse, Ye Hao instinctively opened the browser. The aged computer did not slow down the internet speed by even a fraction; it was just that the familiar old website was now called 'Qiandu'. That, however, was not the main point—the crucial part was the content displayed on Qiandu's homepage.

The bamboo rat possessed a high level of spiritual awareness. Startled by this surge of divine sense, it darted away swiftly. At that moment, a brown male eagle suddenly swooped down from the sky and pinned the bamboo rat to the ground with its talons.

Especially those who were exceptionally close to Manager Liu; knowing that he had staked his entire net worth, they guessed that he must have obtained some inside information. Otherwise, Manager Liu would never have gambled everything he owned.

Nie Wufeng and the others were rather surprised when Lu Kun suddenly produced over a thousand spirit stones, though considering Lu Kun's twelfth-layer Qi Condensation cultivation base, it was not entirely strange.

He knew that Tang Xingtian was merely a bargaining tool used by the Gongsun family to curry favor with his Ma family.

The Blood Refining Sect party possessed the Crescent Flying Boat and top-tier concealment techniques. Coupled with the fact that the black clouds within the mystic realm harbored restrictions that hindered divine sense, an aerial ambush was naturally the best option.

Ye Luo had always been a man of his word. As long as people were willing to trust him and follow in his footsteps, Ye Luo would never treat them unfairly. As for those who doubted him?

Upon entering the airport, every single staff member who saw Ye Hao greeted him with a smile. The treatment was so grand that Ye Hao almost thought he was the leader of the airport.

"Fortunately, no one saw this," Qi Yun thought to himself. "If word got out and my wife found out, wouldn't that spell trouble?"

Tang Long and Yu Feng's battle was extremely fierce. Although there was a one-rank difference between their levels, Tang Long was, after all, from the Clear Sky School and served as its chief disciple. Relying on the Clear Sky Hammer, even a全力以赴 (all-out) Yu Feng found it difficult to defeat him.

"We can clear all of it. Normally, it's enough to sustain 180,000 people. The enriched rice currently in use can support a little under 300,000, which is enough for this batch of refugees," Jingshi said. "However, if we turn all idle land into arable land, future development will become problematic."

The soldier was dumbfounded. Amidst that momentary daze, the Green Bean soldiers frantically swung their weapons and hacked him to the ground.

"Guess what I saw through the crack in the glass window when I walked past the deputy manager's office?" she asked, wearing an expression that assumed no one could possibly guess.

Leaving work today, Luo Qingchuan did not work overtime, nor did he arrange any social engagements. Instead, he got into a car with Fang Yike and returned to the villa together.

Zhou Heng slowly straightened his back, smoothed out the slightly wrinkled robe, and stared directly into the eyes of the weathered Constantine.

The outbreak of this conflict meant that the Empire and Austria had completely torn off their masks. Jeffrey rubbed his forehead awkwardly; his words were merely intended to help John make a choice with a calmer mindset.

"Nonsense! If I don't take the chief credit, should I hand it to you people? Forget it, idle talk aside. Since the siege failed tonight, we might as well break through the chaos!" Su Qian shook his head, untied the men one by one, and then led them out of the blazing fire, rushing toward the city gate together.

With Zhang Shuo's assistance, He Yi also escaped safely. He stepped firmly onto the white wolf's head and forcefully pulled out the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"Where is Qinghuan?" How I wished Xu Qinghuan would appear before me, opening her wide eyes to say, "Idiot, aren't I doing just fine?" But that was unrealistic. Even as I desperately tried to escape, I ultimately had to face reality.

In the past, various adventurers wished to venture there and uncover the truth, but within three days, their corpses would invariably appear at the outermost snow-covered edges, covered in bite marks. Those who went came in succession, and those who died followed one after another. In time, no one dared to investigate further.

She did not speak again; perhaps she had fallen asleep. She slept very peacefully, and only her steady breathing could be heard.

Preparations before the major battle were tense and delicate. Not only were pigs slaughtered and sheep butchered to provide fine meals, but quarters were also assigned to the assault team members ahead of time so they could rest well and attend to their personal affairs, whereas regular members of the Triad could only sleep out in the open.

"Yes, yes, yes. We all know Elder Yang's vision is like a torch and his ability to judge people is truly unique," a youth with ink-green long hair said with a smile, his attitude clearly conveying: *No matter what you say, I am merely flattering you.*

The volunteer soldiers all gazed into Gongren's eyes. With just another order from him, they would immediately turn back and untie Tang Qingying.

If he had returned to rendezvous with Sikong Ye at that moment, perhaps he might have discovered some clues that could have helped him escape danger. But he had placed too much trust in that damned oath of the "Seven Sects Alliance, Advancing and Retreating Together," and too much trust in Sikong Ye's honeyed words.

As for the director of operations, Yuan Shikai dispatched Feng Guozhang, the Superintendent of the Infantry Academy and the Training Camp, to serve as the chief of staff, assisting Yuan Shikai in planning everything. As for the actors, all officers and men of the New Army went into battle, deploying every single branch: infantry, artillery, cavalry, engineering, and logistics.

This was no longer aboard a ship, but inside a gloomy and terrifying cavern. Strange rocks stood precariously overhead, looking as if they might plummet at any moment, while the two rugged walls resembled temple sculptures—birds seemed to fly, beasts to run, and human shapes resembled ghosts and demons. All kinds of goblins and monsters had gathered here, ugly and bizarre, filling the entire space.

The battle was fierce, but I was drowsy. Having witnessed too many battles staked on life and death, this kind of duel felt somewhat uninteresting.

"Mr. Jia need not worry. Let him be, and let us continue discussing this matter," Feng Ling said without a moment's hesitation, a mysterious smile playing on her lips.