Chapter 36

Using the earth as a mold and the mountains as a screen, the iron ore was mined on-site to forge a colossal black pyramid.

Upon hearing her cough, Yan Nuo glanced at her once before looking away. Since Feng Qi had just peeled the remaining fruit, she simply opened her mouth, letting him feed her directly.

As soon as Wu Xie emerged, he let out a shout, his face drained of all color, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Should I go talk to him, then?" Chen Yingjun began to wonder to himself, questioning if his judgment of his brother’s character had been inaccurate.

"Don't interrupt; things aren't as simple as you think." After Qian Baicai finished speaking, he seemed to fall into a deep reverie.

Yet they clearly appeared ravenous and infatuated with men—why, then, would they kill them?

Zhou Yao smiled; if that were the case, there was truly nothing he could do.

"I’m heading out now." With that, Yan Feng hung up the phone, jumped out the window in his boxers, and vanished into the night.

"That’s wonderful! It’s incredible news. We’ll mine in the Southern Hemisphere and we’ll definitely strike it rich!" Pike jumped up, shouting with excitement.

"To be precise, this isn't a disease. Even if it were, if the Saint of Medicine, Gongsun Mu, cannot cure it, how could a rustic countryman like me, who knows nothing of medicine, possibly do so?" Ye Jiuli shook his head.

The heavy blows just now had already cost it more than half its life; yet it continued to charge forward—was it truly seeking death?

Finally, just as the infinitely spreading black space was about to descend, a brownish-gold magical shield abruptly appeared above the million-strong army. The low hum was naturally the muffled sound produced the instant the two forces collided.

The soldier immediately took the order and had someone bring Fujiwara Kiyokawa over. Fujiwara Kiyokawa had just been pondering what method he could use to see Liao Xi, so he found this sudden stroke of fortune truly unbelievable.

"Although Qin Yun is being attentive to you now, he always has an agenda. If he discovers we are gone, you could be in danger. If that happens, be sure to notify us with a communication talisman immediately, then return to Danxia Sect." Yang Xu handed her a communication talisman.

The ones mocked as "ne'er-do-wells" and "misfits" weren't angry at all; instead, they grinned, flashing their teeth.

The followers cursed more and more viciously, their insults becoming increasingly vile, rolling up their sleeves and eager to rush onto the stage to teach Yue Ying a lesson.

Qin Qiong headed in another direction. While the previous squad of soldiers had been inspecting along the route toward the bird slaves, Qin Qiong felt some suspicion and headed the other way, deeper into Japan.

Ouyang Yue and Zi Xue were not fools; seeing the scene around them, they roughly guessed the situation and could not help but feel nervous.

Guan Laoqing’s mother knew in her heart that although the boy who spoke last night was young, he was the one in charge.

Xue Zong pulled out all the stops. This combo was his signature move; if the fight had lasted any longer, the outcome would have been hard to predict.

Thump! An arrow was deflected by a translucent film in front of Hao Nan. Hao Nan’s protective shield was certainly not ready; this was the effect of the "Lord" bond. When Tiao Tiao was near Hao Nan, it would automatically generate a shield, the strength of which increased as Tiao Tiao leveled up.

The gatekeeper saw an ugly old man in merchant’s attire and looked at him with disdain, thinking, "My general is busy with a thousand tasks and doesn't even close his eyes all night; why would he have time to see you?"

The large ship was about to dock. The *Speros Vellia* anchored first, while the following sail-driven destroyers dropped anchor where they stood.

However, the two weaklings couldn't cause any damage to Master Death Mantis—such was the internal monologue of the Death Mantis.

Li Hen rested for the night, adjusted his state, and left the city, heading toward the Foggy Forest. At his current speed, he would arrive in two days.

Shangguan Yue said nothing, merely offering him a faint smile, but to Nangong Mo, this gesture was something he couldn't quite fathom.

Thinking this, Zhang Ziyi was overjoyed. He seemed to take great delight in tricking people—a rather strange psychology.

The battle lasted until nightfall. Of the ten thousand men in black, all but two who were severely wounded and captured by Zhao Chun were killed in action.

Uncle Xiao’s expression darkened slightly. He silently pulled off his belt and, with a swift stride, grabbed Xiao Qi firmly. Behind them, Xiao Qi’s cries and pleas for mercy echoed to the heavens.

As a top-tier director with international renown, Tang Hui could easily distinguish between a raw gem and worthless rubble.

"Yes." A crow immediately stepped forward. This crow was at the seventh level of the Spirit Refining Realm and was skilled at flattery—though, of course, it also handled intelligence work. Thus, the intelligence operations for this group of demons had always been its responsibility.

For these beggars, the pain in their mouths was something they could endure; there was no need to waste silver. They could use the money the noble gave them for other things—at the very least, they wouldn't have to endure starvation for a long time.

The only thing here that caught the eye of the Habsburg family was the population, which was said to be the largest in the Kingdom of Hungary.

Unused desks were piled together, and three sides were filled with statues covered in white cloths. Under the covers, the various human silhouettes revealed a stiff, cadaverous form. Especially with the dim, flickering light of red candles reflecting around them, the dancing flames gave the illusion that these things might move at any moment—or that they already were.

"This..." Lin Xiang was somewhat bewildered. This "Tiger" Zhu Qian was not someone to be trifled with; why was she here?

Along the way, passing through many secluded paths and snow-covered areas, they finally walked into a... village surrounded by snow.

Various wooden chairs and stools were piled up by the dozens. Boss Guo was still busy; in the dead of winter, he wore only a tank top, and sweat was visible on his forehead.

Perhaps her own destiny was even more tragic. At this moment, she was in pain, helpless, and sorrowful. The man who should have been her enemy had now become the man she had fallen in love with.