Chapter 63

Having witnessed death before and survived that war, she was well able to endure it now.

"President Zheng looks like she slept very well yesterday..." Yesterday was a private occasion, so Li Tian could afford to stay quiet, but with so many people watching today, he broke the silence in advance. Yet, not knowing what to say with so many ears listening around them, he hesitated.

This section of the Han River had been widened, and the brand-new stone port line of the East Wharf reached a total length of six miles. Offering deeper drafts and capable of accommodating a greater variety and number of vessels, the new stone port structure also served as a flood-prevention embankment, combining waterway regulation with flood control.

The real world is not a place where the strong can do whatever they please, but very often, the strong indeed can do whatever they please.

To the newcomers whose aspirations went no further than owning a few acres of farmland, eating their fill, wearing warm clothes, and living a peaceful life, the people of Yange naturally seemed blessed and happy. Yet to the people of Yange, these newcomers were viewed much like livestock.

Having been provided with only a single place name, a large number of players still managed to find their way here, leaving Zhou Yi at a loss for words.

"Tonight works too, but tonight this old man is out of condition, and an accident might happen," the Matchmaker replied with a straight face.

Tian Jiazi stared gloomily at Tian Ye’s back. Despite putting up a strong front, he felt as though his heart was about to shatter. It turned out that in Tian Ye's mind, this engagement was never taken seriously at all. This realization alone was enough to drive Tian Jiazi to absolute despair.

When Rajon Rondo's dribble showed a vulnerability, Jason Williams reached out, snatched the ball, and bolted.

"General Mu." Though the two were already close, she stepped even closer, her nose almost brushing Mu Yuan's.

"Good. My wife, trust me, we will be together for all eternity." Suddenly, Bai Yaochu pulled Xu Liyin into his embrace, his slightly hoarse voice tinged with a resolute firmness.

Standing nearby, Mo Tian suddenly felt a strong urge to laugh. Was there anything Miss Xiao wouldn't dare to do? This really didn't amount to much.

Having experienced the warmth and coldness of human nature over the past five hundred years, Sun Wukong had seen enough. Not a single one of his former sworn brothers had come to visit him; instead, his old adversaries kept showing up one by one just to mock him.

Outside the window, the dazzling neon lights painted the deep night in brilliantly vivid colors, and the clamorous night continued on.

Such a tender and cozy scene appeared terrifying and unsettling in Mai Zi's eyes. Some secrets must be left to rot in one's heart, never to be exposed to the sunlight.

Yet she still failed to find him at Mai Zi's company. Through subtle probing with Zhang Datou, she managed to figure out the location of his new home and the address of Maibao Kindergarten.

The current situation was that the existence of demigod-tier entities within the duchy would become increasingly common. Future legion commanders would likely all need to be demigods to hold the position. This was hardly surprising; in the Divine Zhou, the empire's legion leaders possessed combat power comparable to immortals. Otherwise, how could they suppress the situation when invading other worlds?

She suddenly thought of the male protagonists in historical dramas who were princes, often falling out of favor with their fathers—all done as a better way to protect them. Perhaps Nalan Xiao was doing the same?

However, when people heard that four sub-B-rank treasure maps had actually dropped in succession at this moment, they still felt a great deal of anticipation and excitement.

The Green Forest Continent was in a truly wretched state now; the southern region was almost entirely occupied by demons, and the northern region was faring no better. Moreover, there were too few temples in the north, where the mainstay was mage towers. They could not summon angelic armies from the divine realm and could only bring in human soldiers from alien worlds.

Zhu Qing smiled sweetly, stood up, and bowed to Fu Xi, saying, "Thanks to the Young Valley Master's medicinal pill, Zhu Qing has fully recovered." As she spoke, she even spun around twice in place.

"This is... a congenital divine weapon?" After examining it for a moment, Yaochi's peerless face was instantly filled with disbelief. A first-tier rogue immortal had actually forged such a top-tier divine weapon? This... how could this be possible! How could a rogue immortal forge such a supreme divine weapon?

Receiving the familiar divine sense, Old Zhu gave up resisting. Then, his vision blurred, and he instantly appeared within Futu Mountain.

He and Zhang Bao both possessed such items nurtured by their vital lifeblood, cultivated over the years using their own heart's blood as a final contingency plan. Once unleashed, it would inflict severe damage upon the user themselves—a toll that could not be permitted under the current circumstances.

Hearing this, Ye Chen paused, turned his head to look at her disheveled hair, and a smile crept onto the corner of his mouth. Make amends? How do you plan to make amends? And with what do you intend to make amends?

"The old man truly deceived me, to possess such marksmanship yet refuse to pass it on to me. Detestable—" Zhang Xiu raged to the extreme, roaring up at the sky. Stricken with inner fury, he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, his spirit withered, and he instantly found himself unable to stand steady.

"Tch, isn't that just an ordinary peach? What's there to look at?" some player muttered with disdain.

Martial cultivators focused on physical enhancement, primarily practicing combat arts. Their power originated from within themselves, granting them formidable adaptability in battle and exquisite control over their strength.

Indeed, while the name was exceedingly grandiose, the price was equally arrogant, costing a full fifty gold per jar. Even Cao Cao clicked his tongue in astonishment when he drank it, cursing Liu Yang as a profiteer.

Seeing Zhou Cang and the others glaring fiercely at them, Lü Qian and his companion felt their hearts pound with terror, fearing these hotheads might throw caution to the wind in a fit of rage and hack them to pieces on the spot. By then, it would be too late to try and reason with them, so they resolved that fleeing was the wisest course of action.

Xing Anxiong let out another roar, fighting his way closer to the van's door. Mata, hiding in the driver's seat, trembled as she crawled into the back compartment upon hearing the shout, dragging the employer's requested items out one by one with agonizing slowness.

Dispelling the demonic Qi with magic proved ineffective. Ye Zilu simply channeled celestial energy into the Light Lotus Sword. As pure white immortal light flashed, the dark Qi dissipated like wisps of smoke.

He lunged forward to press the attack, unleashing the Tiandu Sect's "Single-Word Electric Sword" technique. Sweeping like clouds and roaring like thunder, it moved with the momentum of a thunderbolt. In the dead of night, it felt as though thousands of blinding sword flashes erupted simultaneously, completely enveloping and weaving around Lin Yi in a dazzling, breathless display.

Harboring their own thoughts, the two exchanged few words along the way. About a quarter of an hour later, the car finally entered the Shaoyang Military Region.

Logically speaking, although these evil-eyed giant wolves were rank-seven magical beasts, they shouldn't possess much intelligence. It was truly bizarre—why did the beasts they encounter know how to flee, and do so despite holding a massive numerical advantage?