Volume One, Chapter 29: Punishment of Confinement

After a long-awaited embrace and kiss, Tian Pengpeng lay somewhat disoriented in Yu Jiang’s arms, her mind struggling to catch up due to slight oxygen deprivation—Yu Jiang didn’t seem upset at all, did he?

“Let’s go straight to Mom’s place. Both Dad and Mom have prepared dinner for us,” Gu Xiaomeng said as she drove.

Crude oil and gold had both started to plateau—crude oil fluctuated around 328, gold hovered near 376. Chen Wei intended to hold crude oil long-term, so he hadn’t made any moves.

Those two were much like Qiu Zhenye, only they had some connection with Lian Yishan, and that mostly out of respect for Yu Fakui.

After Esdomi unleashed her twin Solar God Arrows, her face turned pale, and blood dripped from her hands, which were already badly wounded and torn, clearly suffering severe injury.

After all, if one could transform spirit energy into weapons at will like other energies, it wouldn’t be so difficult to forge spirit weapons. But forging spirit weapons was far from simple; it required a sufficiently large primal spirit to store the spirit energy that the weapon embodied.

“Yes! Coach, please start preparing for the second phase of the elimination rounds!” Liu Feiyu said with a smile.

“They can’t keep attacking at full strength forever. Every battle has its moments of respite!” Liu Feiyu added.

If her assistant hadn’t been sitting right beside her, the old man’s hand might have already found its way to her thigh.

Ling Xiao now had ample reason to suspect that her apprentice was not playing the role of the second male lead. With such a straightforward nature, he was likely just an NPC at best.

“Alright, there’s still time. If they really encounter something tricky, maybe we can lend a hand,” everyone agreed and prepared to set out.

Thanks to the advantageous terrain near Ice Mouth and the Dragon Battle Regiment’s long-standing tacit coordination, the battle reached a stalemate right from the start.

As people age, their mindset tends to mellow considerably, but these two before him were still young. Especially Xie Jingyi—like a fearless newborn calf. Ever since she sought out Huo Qingxiu that day and demanded to investigate his maternal family without hesitation, he knew she was a formidable and not-to-be-messed-with character.

At this moment, Elisa, due to unusual circumstances, seemed to sense something. She tilted her head to look up at the sky, her eyes hazy and distant, lost in thought.

Shopkeeper Zhao lay napping on a lounge chair in the courtyard, basking in the sun. Beside the chair stood a long table laden with an array of food.

Guan Tianhai picked up a white meatball, which melted instantly in his mouth, flooding his palate with a refreshing flavor. Eagerly, he then took a red meatball, which was more robust but still tender enough to bite through. As he bit into it, a fragrant aroma filled his mouth, leaving a lasting savor.

The Elder of Heavenly Punishment looked toward Zhu Yiyun, his eyes filled with a faint plea—clearly, the elder was growing uneasy.

After considering for a moment, Luo Luo, who hadn’t come to eat for a long time, had some food packed up to take back—a mango crepe and a tiramisu.

Mu Nianyou didn’t walk far before glancing back at the room behind her. Through the glass window, she could see Hai Yuyu tenderly surrounding Ren Cheng.

Shi Zixuan held Qin Chuan by the neck with his right hand; Qin Chuan was now utterly defenseless, blood flowing freely over his body.

Within less than a minute, the entire Light Shadow faction received the alert, plunging everyone into a state of alarm and unease inside the international conference hall.

After transforming into human form, Fu Xieyi altered her aura and blended in with the nearby cultivators, pretending to have just arrived.

A soldier reported, “They stretch endlessly, too numerous to count—roughly estimated to be about two hundred thousand.”

Besides, who knew if heavy snow would fall once they entered? If that happened, the mountains would be sealed in snow. Without sufficient provisions, survival would be impossible.

Though these skills are difficult to master, disciples of major sects typically learn some simpler techniques. However, they only reach a basic level because attaining advanced proficiency takes more than a day or two.

She even brought such a large bouquet of lilacs—truly, her son’s cleverness is unmatched.

After half an hour, the prodigy named Liu Cheng left with a dejected expression, clutching his test results.

Their only mistake was Yan Xue—no one expected her to disappear. Liu Zhong overestimated himself and underestimated Yan Xue.

At this moment, he might not have many thoughts, but with His Majesty personally leading the campaign out of Guanzhong, and the crown prince’s insufficient prestige unable to stabilize the realm, chaos would inevitably erupt throughout Chang’an and the entire Guanzhong region.

“My lord, we can only ensure your life is safe. As for the affairs between you and your father-in-law’s sword, that’s beyond our concern!” Xu Chu and the others had followed Liu Tianhao for a long time, and a faint hint of humor had crept into their speech.

When Li Weiting uttered those three words to her last night, she was truly shocked. She had never imagined—never even once—that one day Li Weiting would say those three words to her.

How great was the gap between the world and China a thousand years ago? As a person from China a thousand years later, do you know?