Volume 1, Chapter 34: Who Dares to Utter a Single Word of Dissent?

Lin Chen had already attempted to forcibly break through the wall four or five times; he stared at the dulled dual blades in his hands, feeling utterly dejected.

Seeing such a gaze—filled with both love and pain—Mei Shuang felt a sudden stir of emotion. This father of hers truly loved her deeply.

A tingling sensation spread from Bai Ranran’s earlobe throughout her entire body, leaving her completely limp. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, her attempt to push Lan Yanfeng away so feeble that he barely even noticed it.

Yuan Qingfeng shook his head. His Origin Artifact could be upgraded on its own, so he saw no reason to waste such a precious opportunity to enhance its level, especially since he hadn’t yet found what he was looking for.

The members of the Wind and Rain Alliance were busy recruiting newcomers and expanding their influence. Through their careful selection, the guild’s membership quickly grew to over two thousand, all of whom were level 65 or higher. The guild channel instantly became lively.

Afterward, he tactfully excused himself and turned to leave. Only Xiao Yiran remained, watching as Bai Ranran waved goodbye to him with a radiant smile, wondering to himself: when did those two become so close?

Inside the room where Xiao Wan’er and the others were gathered, there were eight young men besides Xiao Wan’er. Ye Feng did not know that the young man sitting beside her was none other than Young Master Chu Lin, the very person who had sent men to hunt him down.

Skill upgrade: Dragon-Capturing Hand. He had mastered all eighteen palms of the Dragon-Subduing Palms, reaching the limit and evolving into a divine technique that surpassed the original eighteen.

"What? Damn it, someone dares to have designs on my wife?" Ye Ming roared in fury. "Hell, that bastard must be tired of living to dare set his sights on my intended wife. I’ll have to teach him a lesson he won't soon forget."

The strategic goals of both sides were practically transparent: the Japanese army wanted to locate the main force of the Eighth Route Army, while the Eighth Route Army sought to disrupt this sweep and force the enemy to retreat on their own.

Zhang Zhisheng looked outward and saw Lin Ruyu sitting in the car, gazing coldly in his direction. He didn't even dare to meet her eyes and slowly lowered his head. Only then did he deeply realize that the current Lin Ruyu was someone far beyond his reach.

A demon... had it received a gift from an extraterrestrial celestial demon? Could it forcibly command the national destiny of an entire dynasty?

Everyone pondered carefully; the pressure exerted by the Qin King had indeed become increasingly terrifying over the years, to say nothing of a barbarian who had never seen the world.

In fact, from the moment Wu Ming had acted—shattering the knees and breaking the bones of those thugs in such a brutal fashion—he had already caused quite a commotion.

One of the corpses lay with its head rolled to the side; the ground was covered in darkened blood, a truly shocking sight.

Fan Jinzi was exceptionally generous; a thousand taels of silver sounded as trivial to her as if it were merely a single tael.

Fubao glanced at Grandpa Xiang and Grandma Xiang. Seeing them nod slightly, she thought it over: with her protection, her two cousins shouldn't be in any mortal danger, and perhaps they might even earn some military merit, which would make it worthwhile.

Kangxi skimmed through it hastily and looked at the ending: "A deep grudge and great hatred that cannot be repaid; in this life, we are destined to be husband and wife."

However, Fan Wu could not discern the "Life" attribute of this golden dragon of destiny, though its "Power" attribute was laid bare before him... While a "Power" attribute of only 310 was not low, it certainly wasn't particularly high either.

In that case, his father, Qin Chu’s father, and the Headmaster must all have been acquainted. Yet, he had never heard Qin Chu’s mother mention any relationship with the Headmaster of Qinghuai. Why was that?

The horse lifted its hooves and headed toward the back gate. A’zhen asked, "Shall we go to Binying to see the sea? I heard there are all kinds of fresh fish there, and pearls everywhere!" She spoke with such excitement that she didn't notice the person outside the gate. Tang Lichuan sat up straight, took one look, and froze.

"It’s him? What does he want?" After Mi Mei mentioned it, Leng Moxi recalled who this Young Master Zhao was. But what could he want with her? And how did he know that both shops were under her control? Did he know something? Or was there someone else he couldn't deal with?

In truth, when Yun Tiange spoke of saving someone, she meant Jiang Tian; she needed to obtain a treasure for him to formulate an antidote. But Yun Yuan assumed she meant saving all of humanity. Actually, saving the world was fine too; if she had the ability, doing so wouldn't hurt.

Entering the hall, Xia Tiantian went to the restroom to wash her hands on her own, waiting for Ye Shaoting to come in while she washed.

As a qualified formation, defense was never the ultimate goal; victory was. If this battle formation could only stall a powerful opponent, it would at best only delay the moment of defeat. In reality, the core of this intercalated formation was only just beginning to be revealed.

Miss Bai looked up and took a deep breath, gasping as she grabbed the sleeve of Tang Lichuan’s robe. Her body couldn't stop trembling as she asked, "How is the old man?" After asking, she found herself short of breath, dropping the Black Flame Sword to the ground, her body devoid of any remaining strength.

However, he still didn't understand that the reason Lin Yuxi wouldn't let him near the television to watch anime wasn't something that could be swayed by his warped logic of proportional substitution. Lin Yuxi glanced at Lin Beicheng and decided not to argue with him anymore; after all, no meant no.