Volume One, Chapter 23: Turning the Tables and Striking Back

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【System Shop "Refreshes Daily at Midnight"】
【Tear gas grenade: 50 Slaughter Points.】
【Black Luo Bamboo (one section): 1,000 Slaughter Points.】
【Void Crystal Fragment: 5,000 Slaughter Points.】
【24-hour Double Cultivation Card: 8,000 Slaughter Points.】
【1-hour All-Attribute Boost Card: 1,000 Slaughter Points.】
……
【Current Slaughter Points: 986.3】
【System Shop refresh remaining: 23 hours.】
Jiang Buyue’s gaze remained fixed on the 1-hour All-Attribute Boost Card!
He was still 14 points short; he would need to hunt 140 ants!
"Before you die, I shall show some mercy..."
Judging from her glorious history of forcibly buying a man’s wife in the middle of the street in Beiguan City just a few days ago, and then ordering her subordinates to beat up a scholar named Li, even crippling several barbarians of the Numan tribe before dragging them away, one could tell her style was ruthless and fierce.
There was no Beggar Sect in this world, but there was a similar organization called the Relief Hall. This organization had no single leader and was controlled by a Council of Elders consisting of seven members. This "Old Fourth Yue" was precisely the fourth-ranking member of that council.
The divine sense of a lower-level god, if in the Immortal, Devil, or Demon world, could easily cover several star regions. However, in the God Realm, it could only extend one or two miles outside the body. Qin Yang’s divine sense was stronger than the average lower-level god; he could extend his to about five miles.
Even before the Wrath of Heaven calamity occurred, more than two thousand years ago during the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought, there were many demon clans in the world, yet the proportion of high-level demon clans was one in ten thousand.

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"Yan'er... can you say it all at once? It’s better to know now. Four major armies are besieging the Holy City; first, we apply psychological pressure on Shion, then Brother Hao gives a rallying cry, and the old turtle Shion will immediately surrender, hahaha!" Tang Hao was unashamedly lost in his own daydream.
Tang Hao took a brand-new "Eagle Spreading Wings" robe from his spatial ring and put it on. Do not be surprised; Brother Hao cared deeply about his image. How could he not dress up for such a grand occasion? If he were to perish here, wouldn't it be a shame not to be wearing decent clothes?
Fan Dongping found it difficult to adapt to his grandson’s style of doing things. A man accustomed to routine usually found it hard to accept the suddenness of Chang Ning’s actions, but in the end, he still agreed to his request.
Lin Fengwu said, "But these two items cannot be made in the current glass factory; we need to build a new one." She then recounted the production requirements for flat glass that Shang Yi had mentioned at the factory.
"Ahem, then I’ll say it. You need to be mentally prepared." Luo'er hesitated; after all, it wasn't good news.
The moment Wang Hu emerged from the cockpit, he already knew that this young man, who always seemed to misunderstand his own abilities, had taken a crucial step. He had successfully stepped half a foot into the B-rank; as long as he could grasp a few fundamental concepts, he could become a B-rank ability user at any moment.
With no one to supervise and no need to wait for a signal, the marauders did as they pleased, though some insisted on doing other things.
Three consecutive loud bangs interrupted the meaningless conversation between Zijing and Baili Qi. Both looked up to see Weiwei, who had been by their side moments ago, now wielding some unknown weapon and firing continuously at the stone gate.
Coughing repeatedly, the man took a medicinal pill from the treasure pouch at his waist and swallowed it. His pale complexion eased slightly. He then walked slowly to the spot where the heaven-defying warrior had died and, after looking around, found the grey-brown treasure pouch.
He was as precise as a machine, every rocket hitting its target perfectly. His hands moved with incredible speed; as soon as a rocket launcher was spent, he discarded it and immediately summoned a new one from thin air to continue firing.
"So that's how it is. No wonder the Hailan Continent experienced such a massive upheaval ten million years ago!" After listening to the Heaven-Swallowing Qie-Ni's narration, Chu Yang finally understood.
The recovery of the Dragon family’s foolish grandson had made Long Haotian so excited that he ignored the presence of the Sword Wind User. If he didn't speak up to remind him, he would just keep being ignored.
After speaking, Chu Yang scanned the eyes of every soldier. Those he looked at lifted their heads and puffed out their chests, showing their utmost support for him.
"Also..." The fighter player was just about to explain further, only to realize the archer beside him had disappeared.
Shen Sinian said, "You must live like this, half-dead, be a mute, be a deaf person, and it would be best if you were blind too, only then would I be satisfied."
Hearing Jiang Yanzhi’s refusal, colder than the autumn wind, Wen Ruochu obediently loosened her arms, leaving only the slightly reddened corners of her eyes to tell of the grievances in her heart.

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Lin Cheng heard Chen Yunxi’s telepathic transmission in his ear: "Sect Master Lin, your relic will be refined in another night. You will be able to absorb its power, why are you still wasting time?"
To open the coffin, he couldn't keep holding Zhang Haiyan in his hand, and he was afraid that if he put her in his pocket, she might fall out.
After a moment of silence, he walked toward Wen Ruochu, picked her up with swift, clean movements, and strode toward the horses on the shore.
Xiao Yan returned from hunting with his men only to find that the tribe members were looking at him strangely. He didn't think much of it and returned to the cave to look for Shen Xiaoxiao, but he found the cave empty. The fur skirt he had made for her was laid aside, but her clothes were gone.
His phoenix eyes were pitch black. As their breathing intertwined, his thin lips brushed against her rosy petals, a fleeting taste.
After discussing with Jiang Yanzhi, they decided that using a large-scale illusion formation on the battlefield would provide a massive shock to the invading Xiao family army without harming the soldiers within the formation.
Jiang Yanzhi silently helped Wen Ruochu put away the black stones, watching the person who was arguing logically with the Martial Emperor, his phoenix eyes overflowing with affection.
The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom swept across the land, leaving the supreme ruler of the Qing Dynasty dizzy and disoriented, wishing he could just end it all himself.
In an instant, the wind ceased, the heavens calmed, and a vast and majestic energy wave rippled outward from the point of contact.
In the hospital, she recalled every detail of the banquet with Lin Xiaohuan. Although she wasn't sure how she and Lin Xiaohuan had tumbled down together, one thing was certain: it was entirely unpredictable.
Li Zixiao chased Liang Yan out of the restaurant and onto a side street before she finally stopped.
"Shen Yun, have you checked the route?" Throughout the journey, Xuanyuan Muxia had been locked in the carriage without a chance to scout. Moreover, he had to conserve his strength; otherwise, the road back to the Great Wall would be the final leg of his life.
Anyway, she had a legitimate reason and wasn't afraid of Han Siyou getting angry. Hadn't he said that she could wait until she passed the English CET-4?
Li Zixiao shook his head, helplessly beginning to look for what he needed to buy in the sparsely populated jewelry store.