Chapter 38: It's Easy to Beat You

"No, I don't understand!" Ye Chen immediately denied it, but his expression had already turned cold. He could sense the hostility coming from Zhang Wenhao. Although he knew nothing about fencing, Zhang Wenhao's performance, in his eyes, was nothing more than a show.

Zhang Wenhao's face darkened, leaving aside his desire to impress Qin Sisi.

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"I'm afraid I can't help," Xie Feng shook his head and casually waved the magical sword in his hand, easing the burden slightly for those behind him. Against such overwhelming strength, it was nearly impossible.

Therefore, Nikhan needed to confront them head-on, preventing the Ming army from concentrating their forces against the circling Karl Chuhun. The method of engagement was to slowly advance his formation forward.

Shen Linfeng was deeply captivated by the scene before him, his feet unconsciously moving forward.

Zhao Yishan nodded and flew toward the basin, scanning it with his psychic power as he flew.

So when Juno mentioned Ye Ye, Ye Mo tried to control himself but failed.

This is a hard bone to chew; I need time to break the defensive formation, but do I have time?

"We've come here specifically to attend the bloodline awakening ceremony. Please, brothers, let us in!" Zhu Qi pleaded.

Shen Linfeng was confident he could finish the fight within the time it took to drink half a cup of tea. Though he fought with ease, he completely overlooked An Lu, who hid in the shadows.

It must be said that the invisibility talisman was a rare and advanced charm; even a Celestial Mystic like him couldn't casually produce one. Of course, for someone at his level, the talisman's use was limited. Still, the talisman itself, being so difficult to craft, was exceptionally precious.

"Come, eat quickly. If it gets cold, it won't taste as good." She said, picking up a large prawn with her chopsticks and placing it in Xu Yang's bowl.

A few seconds later, she reached out and firmly pressed his jaw, feeling the strength of his angular chin.

Although the Finance Bureau couldn't compare with the four departments—Office, Group, Propaganda, Discipline—it controlled the county's finances. Everyone who needed funding had to look to the Finance Bureau, hoping for their allocation.

"What I must do now is to calculate a formula for the concentration of spiritual liquid suitable for the Zhu family, so it can be perfectly absorbed at different cultivation stages."

"Third Prince, forgive me for speaking frankly, but this is a royal stronghold. Bringing practitioners of the demonic path, the demon clan, and family cultivators here is inappropriate." This General Xu's cultivation was also at the Tribulation Crossing stage, and as a court general, it was clear that Jiugong Abyss was a force under imperial control.

She also knew that when the person involved didn’t want to talk, nothing she said would matter.

"What is this place? My scalp is tingling." Some dared not look ahead, nor step forward, as if the Three Lives Bridge was terrifying and mysterious.

Murong Xian gave a look to the guards beside her, who immediately dragged Murong Yu out.

The wandering spirit that was nearly destroyed recovered completely in less than two days, consuming a considerable amount of ghostly energy in the process.

The first thing I did upon entering was turn the whole room upside down, then plaster talismans everywhere—even nearly lifting the bed to check underneath. Only after confirming there were no corpses or filth did I feel comfortable unpacking my luggage, changing clothes, and lying down on the bed.

"Alright, let me explain. You're right; from the body, glaze, and style, there isn't a single issue—they all fit the characteristics of Northern Song porcelain. I never said you were wrong." Lu Chen picked up the last porcelain piece, number ten.

Standing outside the door, with a heart full of anxiety, Xu Ziyi hesitated for quite some time before finally, under Lu Chen's encouragement, pressing the doorbell with her finger.