Volume 1, Chapter 51: Vagrant, Pickpocket!

However, a naval force could not be built overnight. Wa was planning to strengthen its various city defenses to cope with the bandit incursions. Yet, many of Wa's cities were built along the coasts and waterways; had the army and marines not been delayed, the walls of these so-called cities would have been easily shattered by just a few cannonballs.

Due to the deterrence of Qi Tiandao, the Eighteen Divine Dragons could no longer make a move. After all, once locked onto by Qi Tiandao's true form, one could easily imagine the consequences.

Hua Luo truly possessed a childlike disposition. With so many people on the main road, wouldn't it be too conspicuous to use the Lingbo Weibu technique? Doing so might easily invite unnecessary trouble.

When he finally snapped out of his trance, he found himself miraculously back in his former rental apartment in Qianjiang City.

The eighty-gold-coin riding skill and the ten-gold-coin mount were the issues that troubled Bian Yuanhang the most.

The hooked-nose man's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

They had already reached the peak of the mountain, yet not a single monkey was to be seen. Chen Yi could be certain that this was not the legendary Flower-Fruit Mountain, but merely an ordinary peak.

Poseidon wielded a weapon, but Naxing and Gaasai did not, putting them at a severe disadvantage in terms of weaponry.

"Woof!" Zhou You very cooperatively trotted to Song Guoyan's feet, taking the opportunity to show off and provoke Old Song.

"Sanniang, just rest well here with me for the time being. Let me know if you need anything; this maid, Jingqiu, is very sensible. If you have any chores to attend to, just instruct her," Ding Jiuqi said, pointing at Jingqiu as he spoke to Su Peixin.

Fan Yanyan nodded. Although he knew his senior sister had already passed away, he still held onto a fantasy regarding the clone before him. Just for once, he wanted to experience the feeling of being with Mei Feixue—at least for today, allowing himself to treat this clone as the real Mei Feixue.

"Dad, I've always wanted to become someone just like you." Yet, he knew he could not; all he could do was wear this military uniform, and that was the extent of it.

As soon as Yelu Qi finished speaking, Xiu Ming reacted instantly, saluting him before leaping gracefully toward the city wall. With a few bounds, he landed steadily atop the ramparts. Fanghua could not help but raise her head, and while marveling at his impressive lightness skill, she inevitably recalled the events back in the Later Zhou imperial palace.

A sharp pain surged as Lan Xiangting touched his neck, feeling a warm, sticky liquid ooze down.

Doudou wrapped her arms around his neck and bit his lip. "You're paying so much attention to Nier these days." He had never been this attentive to her.

A shooting star streaked across the horizon, and distant cheers echoed softly in the air. Closing her eyes at home, she made her most sincere wish from the bottom of her heart. That night, I made three wishes: to achieve my ideals, to keep my family harmonious, and to ensure our friendship would remain unchanged forever. The last one was to have a passionate, breathtaking romance with Danfeng.

Tang caressed the flamethrower lovingly, speaking of his expectations. He wanted to use this flamethrower to sweep across the battlefield and incinerate all those dangerous plants completely.

"Zhou Danfeng and I are in a cyber-relationship!" She disliked confiding her inner thoughts, but I loved explaining everything clearly. Besides, it was hardly a secret.

Once he had walked away, Doudou cleaned up the trash and went upstairs. By this time, they should have finished discussing their matters.

A loud explosion echoed as her body plunged directly toward the ground. Enhanced by the Sharingan and capitalizing on the brief moment when her opponent was stunned, Jiang Chen executed an impossible mid-air change of trajectory in her attack.

That person was meditating in stillness, with a three-foot-long azure sword resting before him. Although the blade remained ununsheathed, the lingering sword intent caused the scattered bamboo leaves in the surroundings to rustle with a desolate, mournful chill. Unlike the aggressive nature of other swordsmen, the sword path this person practiced was extraordinarily serene, even gentle.

In response, Itachi's inner world was clearly on the verge of complete collapse. Whenever he recalled this period later in life, he would shudder deeply. Being knocked unconscious by brute force every single day—anyone subjected to that would undoubtedly develop psychological trauma.

The chaos continued for many years. According to the records of Master Guangjie's ancestor, there came a day when the entire world remained tumultuous, yet with one distinct difference: ten thousand bolts of lightning erupted from Mount Tianlei, piercing through the clouds and plunging straight into the distant, forbidden expanse of the Far North.

Then, a white light soared into the sky, scattering the clouds and mists. The entire skeletal remains of the dragon began to tremble, and a faint radiance emanated from the white jade skeleton, while a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering dragon roar faintly echoed from the highest heavens.

When these purple mists had finished portraying all these phenomena, everything seemed to dissolve into nothingness. The sun, moon, stars, earth, fire, wind, and water—none of it remained.

Wang Jun was also a man of intense action. Without hesitation, he walked over to the corner, picked up an iron rod, and proceeded toward the door of the partition.

"Hogyoku, I have to step away for a moment, but I'll be right back. Wait for me." Immediately following that, to the even greater confusion of the Hogyoku, Ichigo dropped those abrupt words, flashed out of the guild hall, and vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.

"Kuina has already reached the level of a qualified disciple, so the host can directly claim the reward for a qualified disciple as long as she makes a little progress after admission," the system explained to Yisheng at that moment.

Master Liu briefly recounted his intention to visit Shi Dachuch's home, mentioning that they were old acquaintances who had done plenty of business together in the past. Now that the Jiang family had fallen upon hard times, he felt compelled to help wherever he could.

He truly could not comprehend why those disciples, whose rooms were originally decorated so casually, had suddenly renovated their quarters to such an exquisite standard.

At that moment, Zheng Gangling happened to be telling Lady Du not to go back on her word. While Lady Du, flustered and anxious, was still struggling to figure out how to defend herself, Li Rizhi and Azhu listened in silence. Azhu was extremely nervous, biting her lower lip so hard that Li Rizhi genuinely feared she might tear off a piece of flesh.