Chapter 66

The blizzard retreated, and the biting cold was supplanted by scorching heat waves. Though situated at the threshold of the Northern Land, the snow-bound fortress of Xuege had degenerated into a Shuriman desert of the south. After an interval of two years, the inhabitants of Xuege Fortress finally beheld the proud sun slumbering in the clouds once more, save that it arrived accompanied by disaster.

A faint smile graced the visage half-veiled behind the gauze. Ignoring them entirely, she walked straight toward another quarter.

"Are you pregnant?" After gazing intently at Qingcheng for a long while, he finally uttered these words in a gloomy tone.

"My purpose is very simple: I just want the Prince of War to hand over the grain he withheld from me," Tian Diewu stated directly.

Hearing this, the maid's heart twitched involuntarily, thinking to herself that the other party's inability to conceive was entirely due to the harm inflicted by this woman. Yet none dared voice such thoughts; she merely supported her mistress as she swayed step by step toward the front hall, awaiting the arrival of the physician to take her pulse.

Thus, Yuan Shu personally led an army of one hundred thousand, appointing the seasoned general Ji Ling as the vanguard, and charged all the way toward Mount Tai.

This is the most potent watershed dividing ordinary powerhouses from peak powerhouses on the continent; beneath the Immortal Emperor tier, all are mere ants—such a saying is by no means baseless. Although Mu Ling was capable of contending with certain low-tier Immortal Emperors while still in the Spirit Monarch realm, how many monsters with such formidable glacial power as Mu Ling could possibly exist across the entire continent?

Ten snow lotuses, twenty mist grasses, and ten purple ginger flowers—all of these were third-rank decree herbs, yet they cost Qin Feng one hundred and thirty fifth-rank monster cores. The price was nearly half as expensive as in the Netherworld Continent, but Qin Feng nonetheless gritted his teeth and made the purchase.

Tian Diewu felt a pang of distress. Her spatial storage was piled high with vast quantities of grain, yet she could not expose her dimensional space; doing so would unleash endless calamities upon her and even imperil her life. No matter the era, anomalies are invariably rejected and denied survival.

At the mere thought that she had deceived him with such a rotten excuse, Mo Zun felt an inexplicable surge of anger rise within him.

"The wind direction is unfavorable today; we shall drop the leaflets again tomorrow. By the day after tomorrow, the engineering corps should also have completed their mission!" Chen Jialong said with a smile to the young military officers seated around him.

Later on, he carried this style to even greater heights, founding the Tennen Rishin-ryu swordsmanship school. Among the renowned Shinsengumi of the Bakumatsu era, the three core figures—Kondo Isami, Okita Soji, and Hijikata Toshizo—were all disciples of the Tennen Rishin-ryu.

Hong Xianguo paid no heed to the reactions of the members of the Standing Committee. He cleared his throat, intentionally drawing out his tone, and announced, "We shall now begin the vote. Those who agree with Mayor Hongwei's proposal to appoint Lin Yuanfang as the Director of the County Economic and Trade Commission, please raise your hands!" With that, Hong Xianguo took the lead by raising his hand. The entire hall was once again shaken.

The existence of magic in this world was evidently not as extreme as Zhang Quan had imagined; at least, everything within his knowledge remained safely on the tracks of its original operating rules.

When all was said and done, these people were simply unwilling to lose the privileged status they had maintained for a millennium. Their privileged status derived from Confucianism, and since the imperial court no longer relied on Confucianism to recruit officials, the foundation of their family's glory was hollowed out. How could they possibly refrain from resisting?

Ji Jing glanced sideways at Zhou Jingzhe with a trace of schadenfreude. The latter wore a calm smile, maintaining her alluring and captivating demeanor that could turn all creation upside down.

The continuous string of interrogations from the beastmen caused the face of Odyrus, who had been full of vigor only moments before, to turn ashen. For a very long time, no one had dared to contradict him to his face in such a manner—let alone now, in the presence of these two guests from afar.

Ji Feifei had been murdered, a matter of grave magnitude. In particular, at the time of her demise, Ji Feifei was scantily clad and bore a large quantity of male seminal fluid on her body. Furthermore, right beside her, another male actor had also been slain, likewise attired in disarray.

Seized by inward terror, Qin Yiren abruptly summoned a defensive celestial artifact, while simultaneously dispatching his flying sword, which transformed into a brilliant rainbow and swept forward overwhelmingly.

As pool after pool of blood blossomed brightly upon the ground, the elves finally awoke to the reality of how their previously missing scout sky-knights had been shot down.

She truly matched the image of Liu Rushi in my heart. She possessed her own arrogance, her own moral integrity, and her unyielding spirit. Sitting there quietly plucking the guqin, she seemed as though she had traveled across time from antiquity, completely indifferent to who her listeners might be, pouring her entire soul solely into that peerless melody, allowing people to divine their stories through the music.

After a long while, he finally released me. The water from my damp hair had stained his shirt, yet he appeared far from disheveled; instead, he radiated an added touch of raw, untamed vitality.

That God Emperor was frightened into a blaze of talismanic radiance, hastily invoking a protective talisman of quite high quality, yet he was left staring in goggle-eyed astonishment upon catching sight of Yan Bing.

The friend who had brought him hither, much like Magneto and Juggernaut, was also a black-card member of this estate. Moreover, having joined earlier, he could be considered a rather senior member.

Loulan Sha steadied herself against a giant tree and rose to her feet. Her emotions were markedly calmer than just a moment prior, though the intent to kill in her eyes remained undiminished. She glanced back at Gu Xiaoyao, who was suspended and immobilized in mid-air, and let out a disdainful, light chuckle.

Su Ran felt a slight headache coming on; once the guild was truly established, there would still be no shortage of matters to vex her.

At that moment, upon the sparsely populated streets of Chang'an, a maiden clad in a turquoise-green gauze dress tumbled to the ground, sending a cyan-hued paper parasol spinning erratically along the edge of the pavement.

That day, a dazzling spectacle unfolded within the city of Yangzhou: two figures resembling heavenly beings rode side by side upon a single steed, the sound of hooves echoing without cease as they passed the weeping willows by the lakeside and trod past the blooming kerrias by the roadside. Truly, it could be said that the spring breeze was exhilarating as the horse's hooves sped, taking in all the blossoms of Yangzhou in a single day.

Based on his experience, the denser the spiritual Qi, the greater the peril this world likely harbored. It seemed this world would not be so easily traversed, either.

"Dinner will be served shortly. I've instructed the servants to prepare meals. What would the two of you care to eat?" Zhang Baichuan inquired solicitously.

Yet, Yihong was also an ancient divine beast... The strange thing was, why did he always instinctively perceive Yihong as a man whenever he looked at him?

Shen Muzhen was flanked by Lin Chengfeng on her left and Le Le on her right, followed further down by Lingshan and Zhao Yonghao.

"Xixi has grown up, hasn't she?" The other party stared at her and suddenly dropped these words, the narrow eyes behind the spectacles revealing an inscrutable expression.

In an instant, with the nine-tailed white fox joining the fray, the countless yin demon kings trapped within were utterly pulverized and slain, allowing the crowd of Spirit Emperor powerhouses to exhale a sudden sigh of relief, immediately followed by stunned astonishment—evidently shocked by the abrupt appearance of the nine-tailed white fox.