Volume 1, Chapter 27: Forgotten Memories
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The simulated training room on the fifth floor used virtual-reality technology to recreate various environments, allowing trainees to fight in complete safety.
Jiang Buyue held a long saber made of willow wood and asked Bai Ruixue, “You are not using a weapon?”
Bai Ruixue smiled and shook her head.
Was she looking down on him?
It was true that he could never beat her, but surely she did not have to go this far! She was not even using a weapon—did she really think so little of him?
He still remembered how Bai Ruixue had once used an ice-element martial art to pierce straight through Yi Ruiqi’s palm.
“Simulated environment generating…”
“Current environment: desert.”
“Combat begins!”
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Five minutes later.
Jiang Buyue lay sprawled on the ground, looking utterly disheveled.
After An Zichang’s disturbance, Du Hengshuang could no longer sleep either. She opened the golden torreya-wood box An Zichang had left behind, only to find that the brilliant pearls inside seemed to radiate rainbow-colored halos in the night. It was an exquisite set of jewelry, enough to make a complete headdress.
Before the Grand Empress Dowager, Jade Sister wore a face full of smiles as she praised Chen Fen to the skies, saying, “I fell in love with her at first sight. When I came back and told His Majesty, he was delighted as well. We thought, how could such a fine girl be given to another family? So we decided to arrange a marriage for the child.” She then lavished more praise on the Second Young Master.
Li Changze said, “All the merchants’ routes and courier posts recruit people from nearby. The villagers were born and raised here, and everyone in the surrounding area belongs to the same local community. How could tax evaders escape their notice?”
Ninth Brother smiled. “That is excellent.” Yet he was also worried that merchants would be discouraged from coming because of it.
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“So what? The master has not married you. Everyone has a chance.” The White Tiger swept Gong Wuyi with a cold, disdainful gaze, making it clear that he did not take him seriously at all.
He had not expected the police to have already gone to his house. Fortunately, the fox spirit was there, so A-Xue and his mother were safe for the time being.
The night passed in the blink of an eye. Early the next morning, everyone from Sakura High gathered once more and set off for the Fukuoka Egg.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he swung six enormous weapons at once and smashed them viciously toward Toka. Dark radiance coursed along every weapon, demonic energy billowing from them. Clearly, he was giving it everything he had.
There were not many members of the Xiao family. Even with all the relatives and friends who had come to attend the ceremony, there were fewer than twenty people—a remarkably modest gathering compared with the great aristocratic clans.
“I have troubled Uncle Ye. Maomao is my wife. She is now, and she will remain so in the future.” Lin Fan spoke with such certainty that he gave Ye Deming a powerful reassurance.
Everyone understood the implication of those words. Thus, when Suzuki Mayumi began her attack, she immediately felt an immense pressure.
Although Wanda was unwilling to accept it, she could find no words with which to argue and could only glare at Leon in silent resentment.
Lin Yang and Fang Han were experts at the same level. Both had attained eternal life, and neither could do anything to the other. Neither could kill the other. For a time, the two mighty figures seemed to have fallen into an unsolvable deadlock.
At the end of March, Hei Fu had just finished his leave and returned to work at the prefectural government office. The moment he stepped through the door, the Clerk of the Treasury began pouring out his grievances.
Whether the malaria had been caused by miasma or by parasitic insects was a complicated question. It would take extensive comparative experiments to prove the truth. Hei Fu and Chen Wujiu could not explain it clearly for the moment either.
Dark-red flames surged from her body, spreading into a boundless sea of fire. Yichuan was like a fire phoenix reborn from the flames, crying out amid the blazing radiance.
After Lü Buwei fell from power, the achievements of the previous ten years were completely repudiated by the First Emperor of Qin. Xu Sheng’s heart sank, and he left Qin.
Although he knew that the unity of heaven and humanity had nothing to do with talent or potential, Chen Xuan still felt utterly exhilarated at that moment.
He circulated his divine powers frantically, attempting to shatter the Great Devouring Art and escape from the sphere of Lin Yang’s divine ability.
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Ruo Li pressed her lips together. She had already determined that Qiaoying was not involved in the matter, but who, then, besides Qiaoying, wanted to frame her?
Unexpectedly, however, apart from several officials of relatively low standing—such as Zhang Shixun, Xue Kui, Chen Zhizhong, and the others who had taken part in the affair—the entire court fell silent. No one was willing to speak, and even Wang Zeng chose silence. This struck Liang Feng as extraordinarily strange.
Li Kuafu considered himself early, yet he had not expected the enormous grandstand to have already been packed with a dense crowd, the din of voices rising to the heavens.
That in itself was an extraordinary achievement. It was also the crucial reason the Cleveland Cavaliers could still cling stubbornly to the score at that moment.
After driving for roughly forty minutes, the car reached Arcadia. At the villa Ike had purchased, he opened the door for Catherine with the courtesy of an English gentleman.
No one knew where “Mr. Lin” came from, and no one knew his true name. They only knew that he had settled in the Western Regions ten years earlier. Because of his profound learning and formidable martial arts, he had become a close friend of the caliph’s religious leader. He was later recommended to Princess Yinchuan and became the military strategist for this expedition.
How should one put it? Ike knew that, historically, the film had been a double failure, both critically and commercially. Kate alone had truly become famous.
A-Xiu, standing nearby, felt uneasy. Suddenly, someone smacked her on the butt. Yang Shaoqi leaned close to her ear and said, “Do not bring this up again later. If His Majesty holds you accountable, your father will bear the blame for you.”
A-Xiu felt even more anxious. “But… but…”
As she spoke, Gu Qianxi reached over and pulled A-Xiu down beside her.
What the God of Death meant was that he had known all along that her name was Shui Ling. What he wanted to know now was what she truly was—and why she had brought him back.
Qin Qingfeng’s expression changed repeatedly. Six swords at the peak of the Myriad Laws realm had failed to kill even one Lin Feng. Instead, three cultivators of the Ninth Laws realm on his side had suffered one death and one severe injury. The outcome was humiliating.
As for Chang’e, although she appeared as calm as Li Kuafu, her heart was in turmoil. She was still pondering the question that troubled her: Was it right or wrong to place her hopes in a man whose very bones revealed his ambition?
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