Volume One, Chapter 17: Junshen, When Will You Get a Divorce?

Although supreme divine powers were nothing rare to him, they were not so for others, so he naturally would not foolishly admit it in public now.

At the moment he saw Xiao Ye’s face, the old beggar trembled instantly, tears welling up in his eyes.

Zhen Tian had deliberately caught them off guard today; after all, everyone assumed she would return with the Wang family. Unexpectedly, she came to this shop, but it was only for one night.

Ning Zhi was truly angered upon seeing Zhen Tian and finally realized she could not let Zhen Tian change her mind. She could only wipe her tears while sobbing, watching Zhen Tian’s carriage leave once again.

“Two are enough,” Mu Xiao chuckled softly, tossing the stray stone into Bald Ming’s hands while placing the two newly acquired magic crystals into Qingquan Liuxiang’s storage space.

But it was all right. Mu Xiao was not far from the threshold of level forty. With his current soul power at level thirty-eight, breaking through to level forty was merely a matter of time. Moreover, there was a seven-star herb in Qingquan Liuxiang’s storage that could enhance soul power.

He himself had extensive combat experience. In a moment of crisis, he suddenly sensed the approaching danger and instantly activated the semi-treasure-grade defensive artifact “Silver Crane Feather Garment.”

Facing Lin Shan’s impending rage, Ye Yan remained utterly fearless, maintaining his calm and composed demeanor.

“Madam!” Pu Cao looked at Han Qiuxia in surprise, unable to understand why she agreed to such terms.

At this moment, Xiao Ye’s expression shifted slightly, causing Madame Xue’s heart to skip a beat. After initial shock, she calmed considerably.

Ying Ying was astonished; she clearly understood the complexity of the Supervisory Office. Even if Xiao Yu was the Supervisor, gaining control over the office was no simple matter—it required time.

Later, some onlookers’ children recognized Jia Jia but remained skeptical, as no one had ever heard of her having martial skills.

When Gu Yunjin and his group passed the shadow wall and entered, the Empress Dowager immediately spotted Jiang Muyuan cloaked in a sandalwood-colored cape. Though he was not wrapped as tightly as Sun Rui, he looked much better than before.

“Regarding Sui Yun, initially I intended for him to live a privileged life as a noble son in the Yan family, after all, Hong Fei has only him as an heir.”

Soon, Xing Shuo rolled over several large stones to stack as cover. Though the number of stones was limited, Andai’s clothes could be torn into many strips. Inspired by Qi Liaoliao, they began cutting grass and binding haystacks.

Xiao Yu was extremely puzzled. The second order wheel sea had already opened—why then had the life force not appeared?

Given the internal stability of the court, any tampering within the military must not be ruled out as foreign enemy interference.

Mu Lao had no descendants. Bai Zhi was his designated heir, and with their partnership, he had no objections.

Xiao Yu’s gaze tried to make out the characters, but it was in vain. The words seemed very distant, beyond his sight’s reach. Attempting to grasp them, he felt as helpless as if staring up at the starry sky.

In the thirty-fifth year of Shunde, due to widespread warfare, external enemies and internal chaos merged, forcing the court to fight on many fronts with frequent troop movements.

On Friday afternoon, Zhou Yi drove to the county town. This time, he wore his military uniform, which fit him perfectly and felt comfortable, especially with a one-star rifle slung over his shoulder, making him look both dashing and radiant.

Feng Yao was slightly stunned. She only knew that Di Shi was deeply attached to Wan Nian but did not realize how profound her prejudice against Liu Ye was.

Hearing this, Lü Qiushi was at a loss for words. Hui Fa’s words were completely at odds with Ming Xin’s actions, leaving him uncertain whether to trust Hui Fa.

“Sorry. Out of loyalty, to advance, we have no choice but to borrow your goods for a while,” said Zhan Tianxia lowly, followed by a loud shout.

Could it be that the living dead did not appear out of nowhere, but were generated once certain conditions were met? Otherwise, why would Tian Qiang’s sect spend huge sums researching something he considered intangible?

“Brother Luo, Brother Qin, what do you think? I’ll have my second brother swear an oath, and then this stone tablet will still be claimed and refined by him. The three of us will take responsibility for holding off those people, how about that?” Qin Hutong shared his idea.

Chang Hui intended to strike unexpectedly. Why should they always be oppressed by these Xiongnu? It was time to vent some anger.

Sun Zhengbang “went with the flow.” Once relatively independent, since becoming a standing member of the county party committee and acting deputy county magistrate, he had unknowingly tied himself to the campaign led by Deputy Secretary Ma Yuding.

“Don’t you know there are certain people with whom you cannot discuss the chivalrous spirit?” The old captain sneered at Hyde, his weathered demeanor seeming to carry countless tales, his words heavy with meaning.

Wang Chen snorted coldly, then turned and strode away. Behind him, Xue Na reached out to grab him, but before her hand extended fully, Wang Chen had already slipped beyond her grasp.

Of course, at this time, he dared not deploy too many troops, lest he reveal the strength of the left wing and let the Shu army guess the Wu army’s intentions.

“Master, the island lord resides in the cave at the foot of that mountain,” the Ice Storm King urgently pointed to a large mountain ahead.

Yet the truth was that war always brought unforeseen events. Moreover, though the Huainan army was strong, it was by no means invincible.