Volume One, Chapter 56: Dismembered

At the moment of the explosion, the main hall was shrouded in thick smoke, so he hadn’t seen clearly what exactly transpired inside. Truly, there was nothing to be done with them; now that Zhou Mo had gotten out of the car with a pistol in hand, it fell upon me to coax her yet again.

When Liu Bing learned of the internal strife among the Xiongnu, he believed they were no longer capable of disturbing the borders. Thinking of the hardship of those guarding the frontier cities, and of those soldiers who had been away from home for years, he disbanded the garrisons and allowed them to return home for rest and reunion.

It was only after she fell asleep that I gently withdrew my hand, using her phone to record a message over forty minutes long for her. I simply wanted her to hear my voice on days when I was gone—nothing more.

“Why are you closing your eyes? The more you do that, the more afraid you’ll feel.” No matter what Fang Ting said now, I would not open my eyes—unless there were five million waiting for me below.

Qingniang’s husband, Yan Guiyu, was oppressed all his life by the former head of the Yan family. With his life nearing its end and no way out, he finally perished upon the Heavenly Ladder.

“I understand, Your Majesty! I will do my utmost to serve Young Master Liuyu faithfully!” Azhi answered, trembling with fear.

The driver scratched his head, likely having misunderstood what Xixi said. Xixi really was something else—utterly confounding.

I entered the bar and exchanged a few words with the madam. She was nowhere near as attractive as Sister Qi—her face was full of craftiness.

“Since it’s an auspicious day, why delay? It will come sooner or later. His Majesty himself said that, regardless of how many women there are in the harem, he will favor me alone. So why should I care about this particular day?” Gazing at the sunlight, no longer scorching, and the two shadows it cast, a gentle softness appeared on Huo Chengjun’s face.

Gao Ya looked at her husband with bloodshot eyes. All the grievances and words she had longed to say vanished in that moment.

At that time, I thought of memory partitioning. About one megabyte would be allocated as virtual memory, with the rest set aside as usable memory. A single memory block thus fulfilled different functions.

“Go ahead, you must be worried about your house, right?” Xiao Han nodded in agreement and asked casually. He’d heard from Xiao Xiao that Sister Zhang’s home was old, with outer brick and inner earth walls—no wonder she was concerned.

Seeing Sanbao’s mysterious behavior, I knew what he wanted: to persuade me to meet Zhu Di. But how could he know the helplessness I felt inside?

“All made by your sister-in-law herself. She’s gotten addicted to sending clothes now!” Xiao Han laughed.

Yue Fei’s previous incarnation, the great roc, was impulsive but still divinely gifted. At the peak of the Golden Immortal stage, he had joined Houyi's school of war, long serving as a general in the mortal realm. Now, seeing the indignation of the troops, Yue Fei calmed down, thinking that if they marched on Lin’an, how could the matter of apotheosis continue?

Billerfield had become the most perilous place in Oslo. Nothing was more terrifying than a group of Saint-level warriors at the summit of Oslo’s martial might. Such pure force—let alone Baya, even the Caesar Empire might not withstand it.

In just half a day, the foster child released all five thousand soldiers, scouring the cave for any remaining bones, and even used sorcery to revive the two great shamans, Lord of the Wind and Lord of the Rain, who had once fought alongside Chiyou.

On that day, a white-robed Daoist led a green ox, on whose back sat a kindly old man. They sought to pass through Hangu Pass. When I saw the old man, a surge of awe welled up in my heart—I swore to become his disciple.

“Are you serious?” Upon hearing that Ren could still be saved, Daji was genuinely delighted. After all, she had only these two reliable subordinates left, and could not afford to lose another.

The massive explosion was all under the command center’s surveillance. Lu Xuan, breaking all conventions, swiftly eliminated the threat of the Baichuan worms. Meanwhile, as a deterrent strike, another starship was heading toward the radiation zone.

The Internal Guard operated directly under Wu Zetian, tasked with surveillance, intelligence gathering, and apprehending anyone who dared—or might dare—oppose her. This was a spy army entirely under her command.

Qing’er, upon hearing this news, readily agreed to the plan. She had already decided to share her fate with Liu Fang.

Although Lin Weiwei had no grievances with these people, they intended to use the envoy’s body to resurrect the Demon Mother. If she didn’t kill them, and they failed this time, they might send even more people—what if next time they came for Chen Xiaoxiao, Lin Xiaofei, or her own mother?

“Miaoling, I…” Wu Yi wanted to speak, but didn’t know how to begin. His feelings were so sincere and passionate—he thought he had arranged everything, yet he had so deeply hurt her. His guilt grew heavier still.

As the Void Emperor pressed down, the eight divine birds and the Kui Niu abandoned the Buddha and charged straight toward this spot.

On both fists, shimmering lights danced, and a pair of obscure gauntlets appeared—entirely ancient gold, wreathed in multicolored radiance.

Zhang Zhijie’s expression flickered. He had finally remembered Brother Da Niu, only to learn he’d died? Such rotten luck! Could it be his own meddling with history that got the man killed?

Li Dongsheng frowned slightly. Wei Yuanzhong’s intent in coming here was clear: to rescue Prince Xiang. If it were any other minister, Li Dongsheng could refuse to see him, but Wei Yuanzhong was a special case—the old man had helped him many times.

Suddenly, a rope dropped in front of him. Without thinking, Boss Feng grabbed hold and swiftly climbed up.

Had it been someone else speaking like this beside Yan Shao, he might have been displeased. But as it was his favorite general, Yan Shao was quite magnanimous.

He had been restrained for too long, his talents wasted and unused—how unbearable that was!

A wild repulsive force instantly swept away everything within dozens of meters in front of Pein, the ground nearly plowed flat, countless clouds of dust whirling into the air by the fierce wind.

No one knows how much time passed before Xu Songyuan groggily opened his eyes to see Hang Shi’s face, flustered and panicked.