Chapter 116: What They Have, We Shall Have Too

The afternoon investigation became more focused. Xiao Wen had already visited Qian Fu’s shop unknowingly, so he felt no fear of being recognized and dove straight into one of the immortal artifact stores owned by Qian Fu.

At this moment, Xiao Wen began to seriously consider the question: Why was the Mingjian Sect recruiting new disciples?

After all, since they had treated him with such hospitality over the past few days, showering him with gifts in various ways, the group found it difficult to simply turn a blind eye and ignore it.

His body was shattering, as if on the verge of total collapse, but at this critical moment, other traces of immortal blood within him took effect, forcibly binding his frame together to prevent it from falling apart.

*Ahem*, I feel that if we continue to delve into this, it will lead to some very strange lore implications, so let’s just leave it at that.

At this time, there was still a portion of sword light that had not yet been integrated. Under Lin Feng’s control, it slashed out toward the thousands of general-rank powerhouses within the domain.

A series of footsteps echoed as a large force of Liao soldiers arrived; the archers among them promptly lowered their bows.

As soon as Xue Dingguo stepped onto the city wall, dozens of Luo family bodyguards surrounded him with spears and blades, treating him like a formidable enemy. Seeing this formation, Xue Dingguo could only offer a bitter smile and quickly raised his hands to show he was unarmed.

Gong Yaolin stopped his narrative at the right moment. He stared at Lu Nan in shock, almost believing him to be a magician, as he had effortlessly plunged him into such a weak, despondent state.

In the forty-fourth minute, the fourth official on the sidelines signaled three minutes of stoppage time for the first half. Just as the fourth official lowered his board and began to walk back, Arsenal launched their attack.

Mo Zhitong was the same; the older he got, the less willing he was to die. He tried every possible method to extend his life, even reaching the point of being prepared to become a monster. Now, he saw new hope—the resurgence of Gu Feng’s life could very well unlock the secret to soul restoration.

The wall shattered. With legs bulging with strained muscle, he unleashed his full strength, his momentum combined with the immense force of his arms as he thrust violently toward the Ripper. His human palms suddenly transformed into razor-sharp finger blades, coated in a thick layer of corpse aura.

"My world has no Heavenly Dao, only humans and some ordinary species that Ye Kai once mentioned. Those dragons, black tortoises, and the so-called phoenixes—my creation was a failure."

Feeling a lightness in his soul, as if a shackle had been subtly lifted, Ning An understood that he had fulfilled his pact with Sandak, and the effects of the Unbreakable Vow were dissolved.

Yu Xinyou happened to come out of the kitchen. Shu Ran called out "Sister-in-law," met her gaze, and gave a sweet smile filled with gratitude.

Clearly, obtaining a low-level variant was simple for them; it was merely a battle between a mortal and a low-level creature, nothing more than entertainment.

On the side, Gao Yuan chatted with the other ladies, telling them that these people were just like them—wives of military men.

In that instant, Gu Feng felt the heavens collapse and the earth sink. He was like a tiny boat in an ocean of pain, violently overturned and shattered into countless splinters.

"Haha!" She had been focusing her efforts, trying to stay alert and listen intently to his sweet talk, but this sudden amusement made her laugh, lifting her spirits and easing her exhaustion.

He sent this thought to Ling Yue, and as expected, she agreed. As for the essence from Bai Sensen’s side, he didn't even consider it; he was certain that guy would have suggested some dirty trick like "exploiting the opponent's chivalry to trip them up."

Chen Gang first called those athletes over, wanting to brief them on the preliminaries for tomorrow.

For any emperor who cared about his reputation and aspired to be a wise monarch through the ages, this would be a massive stain on his record.

He frowned, and when Xia Fanyin caught his gaze, she realized she had been overthinking things, causing her cheeks to turn uncontrollably red.

But this time, he did nothing. He just looked at her coldly, suddenly flicked his sleeves, and turned away.

However, their numbers were too few. Among the names belonging to Liu Fei, Eaton’s name felt as though it had been drowned in a vast ocean.

Wang Siying was responsible for large-scale slaughter, while everyone else was tasked with cleaning up the stray ants around the edges.

If he didn't admit it, there would be no explanation for the new existences constantly being brought in. But if he did admit it, what if this guy Wutian decided to turn on him? Wouldn't he be walking right into a trap?

"...I’m afraid that is not something you or I can decide." Thinking of her status, beads of sweat broke out on Liu Yun's forehead.

This was also the main reason why she had been harassed by some of the children; it happened to be right at the time when school was letting out.

Even so, Li Ren was not satisfied. What he needed now were real cannons—cannons capable of firing at least five miles. But this required the integration of his latest steel research, and since steel research on the island had only just begun, casting cannons from molten steel was a massive challenge for all the craftsmen there.

If Zhang Zhongyuan hadn't been so eager to visit Country Y, he might have stayed in China; after all, Chinese cuisine was unparalleled in the world.

If this were to get out, not only would he lose face, but it would also cause trouble for his family. He blamed himself—why did he have to think of it at such a time? It would have been better if he’d just thought of it while lying awake at night; that would still be better than this situation.

They were about fifty paces from the Earth Temple. With the sky not yet completely dark, the dilapidated temple gate was already visible. The temple was very quiet, with only the locust trees nearby rustling in the evening breeze, accompanied by the occasional "croak" of a crow.

"And after that? Did the Wolf Emperor never see Tian Xiaotian again?" the Dragon Emperor of the Primordial Tyrannosaurus clan asked in a deep voice. If it relied solely on that, Lang Hongxiang truly couldn't have known of Tian Xiaotian's existence—let alone Lang Hongxiang, even they had no way of knowing.

This unfamiliar experience made Mu Xue feel somewhat excited. Her upbringing prevented her from showing weakness to Fu An in such a situation, but the affection in her heart was like a spell, tempting her to succumb. *This person before you would never harm you, no matter what; you know that deep down, don't you?* A voice in her heart whispered to her.

Throughout the entire slaughter, Yadong and his men had fought a perfectly victorious battle! This was the first time Yadong had won such a flawless victory; apart from a few minor injuries among his own men, everyone else was unharmed, while everyone in the courtyard of Ba Cheng and Lie Chang—save for Ruolan—had perished completely.