Chapter 87: Assemblage – Part One

Lin Lin, however, felt that this was practically made for beginners like her and Lott who were just starting to operate manually! She had only practiced once, yet it seemed she had already familiarized herself with all the mech controls—it was incredibly useful.

"Give it a try! There’s nothing in this world I haven’t experienced," Bru boasted loudly.

In her dream, Mu Wanshang heard Yan Jiu’s voice and walked toward it, suddenly opening her eyes wide.

She recalled the sensation from her battle with Er Sado, as well as the state she was in when the Saka gene collapsed.

On Earth, due to the differences in cultivation systems, even when she killed a superhuman, there were no spoils of war she herself could use.

Since that half-hearted legacy of prophecy, Jialan had not entered that state again, but had made clear progress in prophetic abilities.

The two of them were momentarily taken aback, then smiled. Zhang Qingfeng said, "I’ll go first," and recounted his experience in full detail, specifically mentioning that when he wanted to seek sponsorship, the first person he sought out was her. Unfortunately, he couldn’t get in touch, and that Anxi had died in a car accident.

Zhang Cuilian wiped the sweat from her forehead and carried the braised pork intestines into the main room. Sure enough, with Grandmother not touching her chopsticks, no one dared to eat.

Zhang Baifa deeply resonated and couldn’t help but shudder—Mu Feng really showed no mercy; his own leg had been crippled by him.

Hearing such a question, Zhang Meixi once again fell into inner conflict. She actually held the King of the Northeast in high regard, for when he was alive, he had the strength to stand against both Japan and Russia.

Could it be, as Fairy Ziyun said, that Yun Canghai, despite reaching the realm of immortality, had already lost his resolve and fallen into the abyss of demons?

Now the headquarters of the King’s Guild had taken shape. From the map, it was clear that this was a city suspended on the mountainside, accessible only from the west, while the east, south, and north were blocked by mountains or sheer cliffs.

A faint gray light shot from the tip of the tower and entered Meng Xiang’s brow, the entire process lasting less than two seconds before vanishing—along with the Heavenly Demon Suppression Tower itself.

Han Xuemei slowly reached out and stroked the soft white mane with a gentle, lingering touch, as tender as a lover’s caress. A feeling of indescribable affection.

There were only twelve slots in total—it was impossible to have more. Otherwise, the formation would be strained to its limits, and something might go wrong midway.

Xi Wang’s gaze turned cold. She sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the precious zither across her lap, and began to play with calm, unhurried movements.

What Ming Qingyao worried about was not just Wei Hao’s safety, but whether Wei Hao would impulsively follow Princess Bingyue. That inexplicable anxiety—perhaps it was jealousy?

At this moment, Meng Xiang finally understood: true mastery is achieving great results with simple techniques, just as the finest chefs make exquisite dishes with the simplest ingredients. When it came to the soul and spirit, Illusion was every bit the equal of a top chef.

Thus, both sides slowly drew closer. A silent battle was about to begin anew.

Last time, it was by using the Heaven-Melting Earth-Refining technique to absorb the true spirit of a black-robed figure that he incurred a terrible karmic consequence, leading to disaster later on.

The next day, Gao Yuan got up early to do the thing he dreaded but had to do himself—washing his own underwear.

"No! The first wave of beasts already had mid-level demon generals. The second wave will surely bring high-level demon generals. Only I can handle them here—if you go, you’ll just die for nothing," Wang Zhong said sternly.

"Li Baoquan, go to the Ministry of Personnel and deliver my command: summon the top three scholars of this year’s imperial examination to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to see me at once," Ye Qinghuai ordered.

Miao Huai scrolled up, but there were too many messages. He scrolled all the way down to check the latest ones.

Those who poison others will surely be severely punished by law, but the doctors cared most about the poisoned patients.

At this moment, he heard the blond’s father angrily scolding Liu Qingyao for cuckolding Chen Yifan, spending New Year’s Day with the director instead.

Although Jiang Fan had strong nerves and had dealt with corpses often this past year, even he turned away slightly from certain scenes in the video.

After changing into pajamas and lying in bed, Ziyun felt there was indeed something wrong with her. Lately her appetite was odd—sometimes she ate a lot, sometimes none at all; sometimes she craved greasy food, sometimes something light... Could it be a serious illness? No, I need to look into this.

After waiting a few breaths, the Great Ape King leapt from the forest behind the house and landed on the rooftop in a flash.

The handsome man stood up, gathered his scattered clothes from the floor, got dressed, and prepared to go see Zhang Tianqing.

The first major faction was led by the Grand Elder, with members including the Fourth Elder Zhao Changzhi, Fifth Elder Han Yinglong, Seventh Elder Shi Yunyu, and Eighth Elder Yan Mengxuan.

His kindly reminder and gentle words matched his demeanor and brought comfort to those who heard them.

But Si Zhen seemed not to feel the horse’s gallop at all. She spun in the air, scooped up the silver ingot from the ground with a backward sweep, dropped it into the pouch in front of her, and continued riding forward as if the elegant and perilous move just now had nothing to do with her.