Chapter 38: Release Them? Keep Dreaming!

The more I pondered, the more my thoughts began to clear, and everything that had previously been a mystery fell into place. Once he recovered his strength, it would be the time for Jiang Ming’s downfall; I would see then how he manages to deceive him. At this moment, a chilling aura emanated from Shi Feng, his icy tone as if it had crawled up from the depths of the Nine Nether Underworld.

Upon landing, we were immediately greeted warmly by staff members who guided us all the way to a private villa on the estate. Although the demon race comprises more than just beasts—including avian and arboreal forms—in the primordial era, demon beasts were undeniably the dominant force. Lin Yi paused for only a fleeting moment before regaining his composure, brandishing his sword as he charged toward the high-ranking ninjas.

I hurriedly covered that bastard's mouth amidst the throng of fanatical villagers, terrified that they might notice him. Despite being slapped twice, Wang Feiyun was not critically injured. Faced with the situation, he let out another roar, determined to strike first this time.

I opened my computer and searched for "Huang Chao." The author of this poem was the leader of the peasant uprising and the gravedigger of the Tang Dynasty, the most powerful empire in Chinese history. What kind of talk was this about headgear and affairs of state? What was she even saying? Why was it so incomprehensible?

"Let them stay here for now; once dawn breaks, take them directly to the City Lord," Tian Shu said. A powerful gale of spiritual energy swept away all the curved axes, and Yang Chen’s gaze shifted rapidly to Xiang Ba, who was still embedded in the rock wall.

Zuoqiu Zhizuo held a grand assembly at the Three Thousand Academy. As usual, he used his infectious rhetoric to inspire and embolden the students, filling their hearts with righteousness and their bodies with vigor as they marched in a grand procession out of the academy. At that moment, she saw Zhang Wei, who was being dragged along on a trip by a group of elderly neighbors and treated like a pack animal, and she immediately revealed her signature, affectionate smile.

Feng Mingyang was also on high alert, his nerves taut and the hairs on his arms standing on end; he had a sinking feeling that his father-in-law and mother-in-law were about to say something devastating.

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What, exactly, was Consort Rou aiming for? She had remained motionless all this time, as if she were truly oblivious to everything, playing the part of the innocent. Gazing at the vast, endless Gobi Desert before him, Zhang Wei felt an intuitive sense of lurking, immense danger.

"Let’s go find the Linwu Mountain Grotto-Heaven. If we can obtain the founder’s legacy, perhaps we too can reach the Foundation Establishment stage," Zhang Yang said to the disciples of the Northern Peak Sect. At this moment, even Zhao Fengchen sensed a trace of scorching heat radiating from Yang Chen, while the others merely felt as if the entire hall had transformed into a furnace, growing hotter by the second.

It would be best to leave a reminder in the future; even if some don't care, it would spare everyone the trouble of making empty trips to find him. On the high platform lay two dresses and two men's outfits, all incredibly magnificent and inlaid with pearls; at a glance, the materials were clearly of great value. Dahu had hitched his wagon to the Magistrate’s nephew six months ago and was here specifically to collect on a debt.

Lu Qi’s brow flickered. She hadn't sought Yan Qiao’s help immediately, fearing she would only drag her down. In the end, however, the bundle still ended up on Lin Zhishen’s back, while Lin Bao’er rode her horse carefree, humming a tune.

Jiang Lu sat by the window, smoking gloomily, helpless and timid—no different from most middle-aged fathers. Bai Ruo felt the world go black. Oh, Great Ancestral Turtle, is the dish "Earth Lion" inescapable? Everyone knew what this signal meant: if the demon race repaired the portal before reinforcements arrived...

Bai Ruo’s eyes flickered. Some tasks were exhausting, others easy, but any was more dignified than scrubbing the latrines. Over these many years, I have gradually given up; I no longer lose sleep over it every day, and I have even begun to enjoy life here occasionally. He had calculated his scheme against Chen Feng with great decisiveness, and now that it had failed, he admitted it with equal decisiveness—upright and honorable, never dragging his feet.

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Before the two major affairs in Yangzhou could be sorted out, the bus reached the Feiyun Peak Scenic Area, and the conductor specifically reminded Su Han to get off. "Giggle, couldn't someone like Fang Yichen be sold for a high price?" Anna asked in turn.

In an era more remote than antiquity, two peerless beings clashed, shattering the earth and piercing the heavens. By then, Pangu had long since perished, exhausted from the act of creation. Stephen slept for a full day and night, waking only at noon the next day.

The Kagura Shrine and the Kagura family were fine, but several executives outside the bloodline within the Kagura Conglomerate heard the news and reacted with varying emotions. Furthermore, Fengming City was closest to the Rift Valley, making it the perfect place to keep a constant watch on developments in the Soul-Wailing Mountains. With countless adventurers passing through daily, information flowed freely, making it ideal for gathering intelligence.

As for Fang Yichen’s martial arts, to improve his technique further, he would need countless trials to refine all the moves he had "borrowed" from his opponents, integrating them into his own style. Although the Crafting Association had made the formula public and the price of Ash Grass had dropped, the immense costs were still beyond the reach of many struggling crafters.

After bowing to each other, the two settled into their starting stances. Xia Yin was from the Lei family and naturally understood martial arts; among her peers, she was not weak, but facing an elder—and a master among elders—she had no chance of victory. In the thermal imaging feed, Li Wei saw something splash against the wall from the target’s body; he knew clearly that it was blood.

Yu Mei and Xue Mei remained unmoved. They had finally climbed to the position of second-class maids, and maids to a Princess at that; in a year, barring any accidents, they would follow her to the Princess’s estate, where their status would skyrocket. Before long, Liweier appeared, looking exceptionally adorable in a blue, cloud-patterned dress.