Volume One, Chapter 34: Can the Sea King Also Feel Emotion?

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At this moment, Hu Jiumei was somewhat thrown off balance, for the three-zhang-long Black Iron Crow Silk Saber could not be wielded effectively within this confined chamber, and the strange concealed weapon, the “Iron Locust,” was equally unusable, making it difficult to leverage any advantage.

No sooner had the words fallen than six cold-blooded warriors in blood-red robes appeared simultaneously at six points around the Dragon Demon—above, below, left, right, front, and right-front. These six were the very blood-robed warriors who had just pursued the Dragon Demon into the Snow Mountain domain.

Within the Capital University of China, agents from the National Security Bureau and dozens of archaeology experts were simultaneously deciphering the content of the ancient murals.

Slowly lifting his head to look at Li Hai, Ye Luo·Xishan finally saw more clearly the crimson glow emanating from Li Hai’s white hair—a hue so bewitching, so chilling to the heart.

Moreover, Su Ze’s Sword Saint was not directly protecting Kasha, but rather, while advancing past the tower, he bore the brunt of the tower’s offensive output, allowing Kasha to move forward without any concern.

The so-called Celestial Realm Mountain Conference was essentially a fair trading arena for cultivators, though it lasted only two days.

Yet Yaxue could not recall her past. At the time of her baptism, the Pope of Vienna cast upon her a bright forbidden spell named “Divine Pet Descent.”

Lin Miao, tormented by He Chaoying and Wang Lan until he urgently needed to relieve himself, took advantage of the moment when everyone was at the table to slip away to the restroom.

Seeing He Jin’s current state, Xu You opened his mouth, seemingly to say something… but before he could speak, Yuan Shao shot him a sharp glance. Then Xu Ziyuan opened his mouth but ended up saying nothing.

Since the accountant personally came out to greet them, it was certain that the mysterious visitor had arranged attire and other necessities here, prompting Xiong Ti to ask such a question.

Li Qifeng worried about the likelihood of floods and mudslides in the mountainous area during the latter half of the year, which could endanger the entire crew. Therefore, his shooting schedule was reversed: first filming scenes within the mountains, then moving outside to capture Guo Susu’s scenes before infection, set in the city.

Then, with a swift whoosh, the flying sword trailed long flames and stabbed toward Gao Yuan. Seeing this, Gao Yuan did not dare slacken and hurriedly drew his own flying sword to meet the attack.

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Qian Jin, observing the situation, felt quite satisfied with Ye Zhen’s performance and was equally pleased with the two early-stage Golden Core disciples. Seeing his disciples cheerfully rushing back to the sect, his heart swelled with pride. A single battle had united the sect’s spirit, enabling them to take pride in their community and ensuring no shortage of disciples in the future.

“Hmm?” The timid Tea Bag looked at Niqiu, who was pressed mouth-to-mouth beneath him. “Hmm,” Niqiu, pleased to be embraced, reached out and clasped Tea Bag’s head, returning the kiss.

As the ancients said, one should neither rejoice at external gains nor grieve over personal losses. She considered her own conduct just and upright and thus would not belittle herself because of slanders, nor would she become complacent due to praise. So why bother?

After the black vapor entered Linzu’s body, the once motionless figure on the ground suddenly stirred. In mere moments, a seductive moan that quickened the blood’s pulse echoed through the silent grand hall.

“They didn’t just gather a lot of gold and silver down there, right? And afterward, they even picked up many gems. Are they really planning to swallow it all just like that?” I was somewhat surprised and, frankly, a bit disdainful.

This time, with the help of Old Tan and the others, Mu Yunlan found training much easier. Those same people who had suffered greatly were now in positions of authority, proud and eager to show the soldiers their strength.

“Subordinate is guilty!” Tianshu bowed his head deeply. Though he did not believe it, with everyone else convinced, he lacked the authority to argue. Most importantly, at the moment of the incident, their instinct was to protect their master—a personal bias.

Therefore, according to Elizabeth’s original thought, with such wealth at their disposal, their living conditions should not have deteriorated so badly.

Watching the man cautiously, she shrank behind Gu Xiechen, a little fearful. Her eyes gleamed faint purple light as she uttered words resembling prophecy.

Because it was well-known that Shi Xuan had inherited the true teachings of Elder Xu and that the Xu family understood the mystical arts, they did not cause trouble after the funeral when Shi Xuan politely declined their invitation, instead maintaining a stance of non-interference.

Isn’t this foolish? There were still nine empty arenas; surely the ten arenas had to be filled first before deciding whom to challenge on which stage, to maximize the chance of victory.

Upon arriving in Linzhou, he eagerly went to inspect the front lines. At that time, the Song and Xia kingdoms used the Quye River as the border—east of the river was Song territory, west was Western Xia. But at the front, Sima Guang found no sign of bandits for dozens of miles west to Baicaoping; Western Xia troops were nowhere to be seen.

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Xiao Chen arrived at the city gate when suddenly a murderous aura burst forth. Remarkably, it had been so well concealed that even Xiao Chen had not noticed a figure hidden in the dark by the gate.

“Rest assured, if it’s about prestige, in our Jun family, your standing is even higher than mine... When you return, they’ll surely pester you until you’re thoroughly annoyed. Let’s see if you still miss them then...” Jun Moye smiled in a strange, unsettling way.

With accumulated savings, sustaining for a century or two was no great feat; after all, manpower was limited, and they were not rebels—why would they need so many?

After circling through the forest, having slain a wild boar nearly three zhang tall, they lit a fire to roast it. The trees in this secret realm burned without smoke, so there was no fear of being discovered.

The one-eyed man leapt up, intent on tearing Niu Man to pieces. No longer caring about his identity or whether he was one-eyed, his foremost desire was to dismember this fiend to relieve his hatred.

“What serious matter?” His old wife was about to ask but, seeing his eyes wide with alarm, dared not utter another word.

Only after several similar incidents did the three True Immortals accept this behavior, choosing to pretend he had said nothing.

Though appointed as the commander of the Capital Garrison by Emperor Chongzhen, rash action against these people might provoke the nobility’s displeasure. If the nobles banded together against him, even the emperor might not support him, and in the end, he would be the one to suffer.

After many twists and turns, the two exchanged glances and fell silent; neither wished to believe that three hands had appeared on the estate.

“There’s no reason for so little news if nothing’s wrong,” Le Qing refused to believe that that noisy spirit could keep so quiet. Surely something must have happened during the move, causing the silence.

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