Chapter 148 Ill Intentions

In fact, his guess was entirely correct. Lin Hao had indeed shown mercy. Lin Hao could easily tell that this folding fan was unquestionably Hong Wei’s natal magical artifact.

Since there was no deep enmity between Lin Hao and Hong Wei, he had managed to control his strange fire, merely annexing the opponent's flames.

Moreover, he had now tossed the fan directly back.

Lin Hao smiled slightly, looked at Hong Wei, raised his hand, and asked, "Shall we continue?"

Hong Wei’s expression was extremely solemn as he looked at Lin Hao. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, a flash of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, and he bowed respectfully to Lin Hao, saying, "I am convinced. I concede defeat. You are truly qualified to hold the position of sect master."

Hong Wei's words left everyone...

The battlefield was permeated with the stench of blood everywhere, and groans and screams rose and fell in succession. The expeditionary force's soldiers had already established a camp not far away, while in another open space, tens of thousands of Faluo captives were huddled together, gazing blankly at the sky.

Lu Tianyu cared little about Nie Jianghong’s ultimate goal, but upon hearing that it had taken a whole year to conquer just the first level of the maze, she could not help but feel astonished. The number of high-level mages drawn here by the news must be considerable. It seemed that the Maze of Death was indeed as terrifying as its name suggested.

Raymond stared at the map, lost in deep thought. His fingers moved slowly across it as he deliberated over his future marching route. The expeditionary force had lost all avenues of retreat; only by seizing Richard's plane passage could they return to Norland and secure follow-up supplies, especially priests and holy prelates.

There are several ways of succession for high-ranking monks in Tibetan Buddhism, which can generally be divided into two major categories. One is familial inheritance, which includes master-disciple transmission and family lineage transmission; the other is non-familial inheritance, which is what we commonly refer to as the reincarnation of a living Buddha.

At this moment, a commotion came from outside the room. Consort De intended to have a guard go out and check, but Mei Yue had already stepped out to investigate. Glancing at Feng Wu, who still maintained a leisurely demeanor, Mei Yue frowned slightly.

Xu Yang was dead drunk, and Xiong Wei had also passed out. The two of them slept in total oblivion, as if casting away all their worries. No matter what happened or when, brothers would always remain brothers—brothers for a lifetime.

This was also the traditional way of speaking in the Xu family; they tended to talk in a rather unrestrained and unconventional manner. With such unconventional parents, how could their son possibly be conventional? Fortunately, Xu Yang had not yet shown such tendencies in front of outsiders.

Through years of accumulation, his potential was now fully unleashed, directly propelling him to cross an entire major realm. The energy within his body, like a parched sponge, instantly absorbed the surrounding external energy to reach a state of saturation, and half of his foot had already stepped into the Armor-Unloading Realm.

The pill cauldron floating before him slowly descended, the flame vanished, and a plump, translucent "Mind-Condensing Pill" appeared.

The combat effectiveness of the undead is inherently inferior to that of living beings of the same rank; their greatest advantage lies in their ability to amass a huge numbers in a short period of time. However, when facing aristocratic households possessing multiple private planes, the numerical advantage of the undead forces simply ceased to exist.

Seeing the two of them enter the side room, I pondered inwardly: Baoyuan had just finished arguing with me, so she must still be furious right now. Surely she wouldn't want to see anyone else, right?

"This peach blossom pill should not be poisonous, but whether it causes any harm to the human body remains unknown." Doctor Xu truly admired this imperial physician's disciple. By crafting medicine into such a form, how could anyone else possibly figure out what ingredients it contained?

With tearful eyes, I gazed at him through a myriad of sorrowful twists and turns. Why must the one I love be the ruler of a nation, and why must the one I marry also be the ruler of a nation?

Following her usual approach, she would simply cold her expression, cast that person an arrogant glance, toss out a line about how they were not suited for each other, and then walk away, leaving the person stranded.

Nanxing stayed behind to look after Ye Yulin, while Dongling and Mu Chonghao accompanied Chu Hongshi to visit the families who cultivated Gastrodia elata.

"If you don't know how, then get lost back to your hometown! You are not welcome here!" The fat man in the back swung his club again, smashing the remainder of the crumbling glass into complete nothingness.

Ryoma didn't know what to say for a moment. No wonder he had felt so unsettled today; no wonder his mood had been so foul all day. So everything was because of this?