Chapter 26

Young Master Ye’s RV sped to the side of a large boulder in the middle of an open field and screeched to a halt. He drew his pistol and stepped to the window, watching the vehicles pursuing him from behind.

Fortunately, the Alliance nations possessed immense national strength, particularly the three great empires, allowing them to hold their ground for the time being.

As Liu Qian dashed toward the West City Gate, she saw a meteor-like object in the sky plummeting toward the barren hills ahead.

"I want to build my own studio, and I want to expand it until it is as powerful as the Liuyue Guild. Only then... will I be qualified to challenge Han Cheng, and only then will I no longer be used as a tool to rope him in," Liu Mengxiao murmured, a glint of sharp resolve flashing in her eyes.

"Listen to me, you were supposed to get this. If you hadn't, these past three months of training would have been for nothing. What is there to be excited about? Dry your tears, all of you."

Gong Yongrui used his sword to parry the strike aimed at him, then dragged the burly, dark-skinned man to the rear. Finding a moment to breathe, the man fought back and drove away the three demons behind him.

Raising twelve billion in capital in an instant—even Su Decheng, the head of a massive conglomerate worth over forty billion, could not achieve such a feat, yet his son, Su Yang, had managed it.

Tiansheng had heard of Master Tanyun’s deeds from Alante earlier and felt an infinite longing for this reclusive master.

Gui Lin acted the moment he finished speaking, swinging a palm as large as a palm-leaf fan toward Jiang Zaiyuan. With the power of Gui Lin’s "Return to Truth" cultivation realm, the force was truly terrifying.

"Received! Repeating, Yomikawa Aiho has received the message!" The Academy City dark side operative, who had closed her eyes to rest because the sun was too dazzling, opened them. She answered the caller while staring blankly at the azure sky where white clouds drifted.

As soon as Wen Xu pushed open the door to the greenhouse, a wave of heat surged toward him. He stepped inside, closed the door, and began to take off his coat, glancing around as he did so.

Wang Luo walked with his hands in his pockets, strolling idly as if wandering through a field of flowers, calmly savoring the jealous glares of his fellow men.

Furthermore, since many magical beasts hibernated, the number of monster-hunting quests posted by the guild decreased, leading to a corresponding drop in the number of adventurers.

In an instant, a faint ripple emanated from the stone tablet—gentle, ethereal, and lingering—making one feel involuntarily intoxicated.

Xiao Yue knew that exposing Huang Hua’s lies would not be of much use, as he would simply invent another excuse, but she just could not let it go.

The night breeze stirred his hair, which had shifted from light gray to silver under the moonlight; the fluttering strands looked like birds with their feet bound.

The mass-produced golems were too large to be hidden inside the Count’s mansion; the most likely scenario was that they were buried in the ground nearby.

"This..." Zhu Qinglan was truly speechless. Chen Fei was being far too dictatorial. How were they supposed to work like this? She had come with a mission; if she returned without completing it, how could she answer to her superiors? But she could not just stand by and watch Representative Wang be sent away—he was their deputy team leader.

Terry received thunderous applause and cheers from the Chelsea fans, while for Van Persie, it was like being caught between ice and fire; the jeers, middle fingers, and insults from the Chelsea fans were almost suffocating. However, clearly accustomed to such scenes, Van Persie kept his lips tightly sealed and led his team onto the pitch.

As these words were spoken, the expressions of the generals changed drastically. Even Gong Zhi gulped, unable to utter another word.

Moreover, in terms of technical skill, Lin Feng did not meet the requirements. Refining three raw materials simultaneously required the skill level of a junior blacksmith.

This was not a sound from the mortal world. How could life on earth be so difficult and helpless? Struck by waves of sorrow, Qiongfang could no longer hold back her grief, and two streams of pearly tears rolled down her cheeks. Hearing her wake, the strange man immediately lowered his head and hands, covering his scroll. With silent footsteps, he slid toward the door.

"No need for thanks. I see that your endeavor is difficult, yet it benefits our Great Song. Rest assured, just go ahead; I will bear the responsibility with you," Wang Zeng said, looking at Liang Feng with piercing eyes.

"Hmph, that is the question I should be asking you. Are you planning to rebel?" Applying force, he pressed the tip of the dagger gently into the skin of Zongren Cidan’s neck, and blood began to seep out. The soldiers sent by Wen Buchi were caught off guard and failed to protect Zongren Cidan in time. Only now did they react, swarming forward to surround Sangba and his men.

As the entire team began to celebrate their championship, Jin Yuan, Ramos, Casillas, and Bale walked to the sidelines to salute the fans who had traveled to the away game.

Although the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, was extremely hungry for this imperial aura, he did not appear too eager, choosing instead to first state his own difficulties to prevent the other party from making exorbitant demands he could not afford.

On the other side, France defeated Switzerland—who had upset Germany—to enter the finals. The clash between the Netherlands and France could not help but evoke memories of the 2008 European Championship, where the Netherlands routed the 2006 World Cup runners-up, France, 4-1. This was the second time the two teams had met in an official match since that day.

High-level masters exist in abundance in this world, and some even disguise themselves as beggars. When he was in Yangzhou, he had once chanced upon Lu Guzhan in such a way. However, this beggar’s spirit seemed somewhat dejected; he wandered into the shop, looking left and right, slowly approaching Lu Yun’s table as if to beg for alms.

For a powerhouse of his caliber, the three souls could retain consciousness for quite a while after death. But the one who killed him was Ye Han—the leader of the Ghost Clan and the current Soul Summoner. Once Ying Wushang’s soul was in Ye Han’s hands, there was no possibility of escape; he had nowhere to hide.

After pleading and begging profusely, they finally persuaded Jin Lian to release her golden light and burn away the spiderwebs on Mo Xini.

In other words, even if one could see it, what of it? In such a situation, who would be foolish enough to meddle in such affairs? And even if one wanted to, how could they manage it, and to whom could they turn?

"Were you also by the Lady’s side before?" Li Xiao hid his surprise and asked again.

"Haha, you dead leopard, you are a beast after all! How could you understand the wonders of my Nine-Petal Black Lotus?" Yue Suifeng laughed heartily, stretching out his left arm to snatch the lotus back into his hand, whereupon the flower vanished.

"That is good. With our Lord here, the villagers will always have money to make while trading. Come, your basket; it has been inspected and you may pass. Go safely, brother." After a careful inspection, the soldier said proudly before letting him through.

A five-thousand-dollar computer might only have three thousand dollars in parts, but when labor, marketing, transport, distribution, and maintenance service costs are added, there might be another fifteen or sixteen hundred in expenses. Thus, the net profit falling into the manufacturer's hands might be less than four hundred dollars.