Chapter 54: Come to Me, and Everything Can Be Yours

"Oh, Sister Wenmin, please don't misunderstand. I meant introducing my cousin to him just now, not myself."

Tang Yan knew her bad habit of speaking without thinking, and quickly offered a flattering, awkward laugh to smooth things over.

The two of them had talked a lot last night, and a large portion of the conversation had been about Zhao Chen. Wenmin had also clearly expressed her regret over missing out on such a talent. Tang Yan, of course, understood what she was regretting, and had casually and playfully steered the conversation away to other topics.

However, after only a few words, Wenmin dragged the topic back to Zhao Chen again, asking her to what extent her relationship with him had progressed.

Tang Yan naturally wouldn't say anything reckless, and simply beat around the bush to gloss over it.

Wen...

***

What Ding Xuelu said sounded quite solemn, but Lin Yuxiu did not find it particularly surprising. After all, the productivity of this era was extremely backward, utterly incapable of resisting any kind of disaster. In ordinary places, no one would ever go to the back mountain except for hunters. If there really were large beasts roaming the mountains here, it would indeed be very dangerous for the villagers to go.

"As long as we can master this kind of martial art, we are willing to spend three or even ten years!" The young foreigner was overjoyed, cupped his fists, and dropped to his knees.

Not only did a Chinese person win the marathon, but he also shattered the world record by a full four minutes.

After sweeping clean these two treasure vaults of the Tian family, the two of them followed their original path back, carrying their newly harvested spatial pouches.

"What are your thoughts on Sasuke?" Tsunade turned her head and asked Jiraiya.

Just as they rounded a mountain valley, Duan De saw Burning Lamp speeding toward them, and immediately said with mounting unease in his heart.

"Wings of the Eagle! Blade of the Hurricane!" A massive blade of wind slashed straight down. With a soft *splat*, two snake heads were cleanly severed. Sasuke was a bit puzzled—were they really this weak?

Moxie nodded and led the group toward the "A Glimpse of Sky." Descending through the "A Glimpse of Sky" would lead them directly into the city, and breaking out of the city from there would no longer be a difficult task.

Meanwhile, on the central rostrum, Trump and Yamamoto Kenjin were utterly dumbfounded, feeling as depressed as one could possibly be.

***

For the Supico officers and generals aboard the warships, fireworks were not unfamiliar. The Leon Empire had indeed sent some previously. Although they had only been used once during a celebration ceremony, the empire had hidden the secret of the gunpowder, leaving the kingdom with nothing but envy.

This had once caused Ou Ge immense panic. She feared that one day she, too, would take a leap and become the one who could no longer sing.

She wore a white overcoat and khaki trousers. It was such an ordinary outfit, yet worn on her, it looked dazzlingly brilliant.

Only after meeting him did Chu Qinghuan discover that Yun Yixuan's father was actually a man of great approachability.

While speaking, Lin Feng had already taken a three-edged military dagger from a nearby armed police officer, along with a domestically produced Type 95 pistol.

A deep sigh arose within my heart, as I knew his deeply ingrained beliefs were already set in stone, and continuing to argue would be entirely futile. I said no more, simply shifting my gaze back toward the horizon, while a bitter smile, unknown to anyone else, unconsciously tugged at the corners of my lips.

A look of anxious urgency crossed her face. Kim Ha-na bit her vividly red lips, grabbed Lin Feng's hand, and hastily said, "Oppa, daewah!" Pulling Lin Feng along, Kim Ha-na rushed straight into her changing room.

Shangguan Yun was extremely surprised that Chu Qinghuan was being so agreeable today, rather than facing him with hostility and drawn daggers.

Ou Ge stopped her hands, Mr. Bai's slender fingers dancing across the black-and-white keys like a beautiful painting.

Seeing that the golden fire dragon could not subdue Taiyin Youying for a moment, the Fire Demon Zhurong trampled two fire dragons and charged over. The fiery red scales covering his body emitted a dazzling red light, shooting toward the black cylinder in the middle of the silver wheel, while hurling the red gourd in his hand high into the sky.

Niu Tou Village had about a hundred households and was considered a large village, but it was located in an extremely remote place, surrounded on all sides by mountains and dense forests.

Niu Da did not pause at all; with another shovel-full of heavy, packed snow, he smashed it straight down toward Gu Yao's face, leaving her looking an absolute mess.

When Li Chengqian was jolted awake by the urge to urinate and prepared to get up to relieve himself, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a dark figure blocking his path, with only a pair of eyes glowing faintly... Imagine waking up in the middle of the night, opening your eyes, and seeing a pair of gleaming eyes staring right at you... Terrifying, isn't it?

"Gaoming, why did you place him at the top of the list?" Emperor Li Er was clearly somewhat displeased, and asked in a deep voice.

At that time, he had secretly admired him, harboring a desire to recruit a talented individual. Although he also felt some wariness, he was already plotting how to help the crown prince bring this person under his wing to serve them.

Suhaha frowned. As was well known, their batch of trainees had walked out of Whirlpool Island three months ago, heading straight for the strategic pivot defense line—a place where heads could roll at any moment. How could it possibly be good?

Therefore, compared to the Jin Dynasty, the Song Dynasty was like a child facing an adult, bearing no comparison whatsoever.

***

"To make such a grand, imposing display of annihilating my Wanhua Pavilion, yet merely setting up camp upon arriving in Hangzhou city—it's far too strange," Guliang Naji analyzed.

"What? You could actually commit such a cruel act? Killing your own master and exterminating your own clan?" Uncle Cheng could no longer watch, and rebuked him angrily from the side.

He never expected that it would all turn out to be a joke in the end. Su Mo had only been back for how long, and yet he had already changed his mind.

This was everyone's doubt. Fear gripped their hearts, feeling as though the doomsday had arrived, and an intensely heavy oppression pressed down upon their souls, suffocating them beneath its suffocating weight.

He looked at Qi Chuchu, who was sobbing softly with her head buried in her arms, and thinking of Zhaoruo's carefree innocence, he let out a sigh.

However, they had deceived themselves—or rather, the method Shi Hao used made them believe they were dead.

Bai Xue stared at her retreating back, her hands clenched tightly into fists, her fingernails digging deep into her flesh.

Although Qi Chuchu did not wish to make a big fuss over her birthday, Gong Jiang had started preparing a birthday banquet for her long in advance.

Chimei's whole body was stiff, as if every single bone in her body no longer belonged to her. Her fingers were twisted in various abnormal directions, and her face twitched incessantly.

One second, the royal court was engaged in "sovereign and subject discourse," and the next second, a pack of dragons forcefully breached the doors, crashing directly into the Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel and leaving him grievously wounded on the spot.

This was a dim, ancient star. A scarlet crescent hung in the sky, and the ground was scorched black, as if it had endured countless great battles, with various spectral entities wandering across the land.

Outside the gates of the Ancient Sword Sect, looking down revealed three thousand stone steps, and looking to the left was an abyss of ten thousand feet. Both the rear and the right were sect grounds.

"Damn it, I'm going to hack you into a human log!" Stone Snake roared angrily, swinging his sword down again and again until the limbs of that [transmigrated islander demon] were cleanly severed.

The military's stance was direct and unequivocal. No matter how many proposals were made regarding Zhang Daoling, and no matter how special he might be, it could all be summarized in three words: disapproved.