Chapter 39

Although the path ahead was fraught with danger and traps, Li Yang no longer felt the initial fear. He chose to walk at the very front of the group; he was determined to change himself. His three companions trusted him so deeply that he could no longer hide in a corner like a rat, shirking his responsibilities.

Long Yan-san truly loved him. If their life together remained calm and steady, they would surely be happy—but what if it could not remain calm?

The moment he sat down, he felt two slender, jade-like hands press against his back, and a surge of icy, malevolent magical power poured into his body.

Lu Yu felt conflicted. On one hand, he hoped the beast tide would continue for a while longer so he could practice his cultivation; on the other, the longer it lasted, the greater the danger to Tu Ka-feng’s people.

Just then, a flash of golden light cut through the air, and the lonely immortal, Tian Shi, arrived with his puppets. He made no effort to conceal his status as an immortal, and the sheer, overwhelming pressure caused more than half of the surrounding cultivators to collapse.

Yang Wo was notoriously strict regarding military discipline, a fact Yang Wu had long understood. His attitude toward his generals was far less forgiving than that of Yang Xingmi; while Yang Xingmi might laugh off a subordinate’s mistake, Yang Wo would never let it slide so easily.

Lu Yu remained silent, knowing that before death, Hen Tian simply needed a quiet listener.

Given his disposition, offering an apology would wound his pride. The depth of the psychological shadow left in his heart was likely something even Einstein could not calculate.

If not for her lackluster appearance, and if not for his own sour mood, perhaps Lin Yi might have treated her with more tenderness.

If Lin Tiantian had been an ordinary priest wearing high-quality gear, the spell "Death Penalty" cast by Masakdin would have undoubtedly killed her instantly.

Although more than a minute remained in the game and the score gap was narrow, everyone who saw Jordan’s expression knew the outcome had already been decided.

Of course, Salihovic, Eduardo, and the others were not oblivious to the situation; they, too, attempted to break through and score on their own.

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Beside Yui Yuigahama, Yukinoshita’s azure eyes were suddenly veiled by a pale blue flame, unnoticed by those around her.

"As the saying goes, 'Old duck in the Great Heat is better than medicine.' In the heat of summer, duck meat is cool in nature. It nourishes the yin of the five organs, clears the heat of deficiency, replenishes blood, promotes diuresis, and nourishes the stomach—it is an excellent tonic for gentle nourishment."

Over the past few days, Sea Bird Music had funneled its resources and traffic toward Xing Ke, causing his popularity and fame to spread rapidly across the internet.

His body was currently filled with the exhilaration that followed the possession of Peng Peiran. He had finally accomplished what he had long desired with this beauty from the Second Middle School.

However, there were simply too many supplies. Added to the ships at the Tang Port, the entire fleet had reached two thousand vessels, each one packed to the brim, with every inch of space utilized.

Huang Daozhou had always been a man of action. Now, stirred by the passion of petitioning for the country, he could not wait a moment longer. He immediately rose and headed home to Nanjing. His reasoning was simple: if he wanted to save the nation, he could not do so as a mere scholar; he had to become a high-ranking official to have any weight in his words.

Yu Wei took Ping'an out for a lavish meal. Seeing that it was still early, she took him to a nearly deserted road and taught him how to drive for a while.

Nodding, Zhu Dushan opened his hands to reveal a handful of white rice before Zhang Sheng. Yu Chenglong frowned. The provisions for the workers had always been managed by him and his subordinates; what was the meaning of the other party presenting a handful of rice now?

At the foot of the mountain behind the Han estate was a pond. Song Ci felt it was a waste to use it only for fish, so she bought a few large geese to raise, hoping they would lay eggs for the children to eat in the future.

The Great Shang Dynasty inherited the traditions of the Xia, but their rituals were not yet fully perfected. Even the king's wedding was bustling and lively, lacking the rigid constraints that would come later.

Unexpectedly, he still fell behind Ji Yining, who was following closely, losing some time in the process.

Moreover, the elderly couple was not just staying temporarily but moving in for the long term; it would be better for them to have a home of their own.

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Rong Wanxi was surprised to see the smile on Jun Ziye’s face, but the Emperor, watching from the side, thought, *Why is he looking so smug? This is only the beginning. Losing this round does not mean I will lose every game! If you have the nerve to keep lingering in the capital, don't blame me for being ruthless!*

"Quiet, everyone! Watch Li Dong break the formation!" Captain Song frowned. Although he couldn't assist Li Dong at this moment, he didn't want the chatter of the crowd to distract him.

After much deliberation, the group could only leave the jade carriage in the tomb for the time being, waiting to find another way to bring it out later.

Wu Shaoqi stared dumbfounded at the blood-red eye that had appeared in the distance. After an initial moment of terror, he immediately calmed down. Glancing at Xiao Yan, a flicker of realization dawned on him.

Furthermore, others could learn archery in the training room. Reaching the level of Philip was unlikely, as the skill required significant natural talent, but learning to hit an enemy accurately shouldn't be too difficult.

"It's nothing. I just haven't wanted to go out for breakfast lately, so I started preparing it myself," Zhang Mingyu replied gloomily, then buried his head into his bowl, shoveling down his porridge.

Even this aura alone made Ji Changfeng feel deeply uncomfortable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hired the Nurarihyon to deal with Zhou Tai and Song Buwei that day. Now, caught in the middle of it, Ji Changfeng secretly broke into a cold sweat, though he maintained a nonchalant facade, picking up a teacup from the bedside to sip his tea.

He never expected that 300,000 fragments of the Heart of the Great Dao could produce such an effect; it was completely beyond his expectations.

Anyue and Lan'er were astonished to see a massive amount of golden light dots erupting from Xu Feng’s body, gradually forming a giant golden sphere of energy. If Xu Feng had opened his eyes at that moment, he would have been incredibly shocked, for he recognized that sphere—it was the Armor of the Berserker God.