Volume 1, Chapter 49: Leaving the Palace

As Han Yiyi's assistant, she had been by her side all along and naturally knew how Han Yiyi had made it to where she was today.

Jiang Qingyu felt somewhat irritated by Xu Yue's rashness. Facing a Foundation Establishment stage fierce beast, it was bad enough that he hadn't thought about running away immediately, but he had actually rushed over to hunt it instead.

The remaining young men in the tribe all had tears welling in their eyes as they looked at the massive army of Tegin, filled with raging fury and wishing they could engage them in a desperate fight. However, considering the current situation, they had no choice but to suppress the anger burning in their hearts.

With the existence of the system, he indeed possessed that confidence and ambition, wanting to revive the supreme glory of sword cultivators.

Su Yunwan had already changed her own medicinal poultice and cooked the spirit rice. This meal was much more lavish than the one Shen Yue had prepared, featuring not only spirit beast meat but also a few slices of spirit bamboo shoots.

Long Sihai had arranged for Lin Chengshan's accommodation on the first day and assigned people to keep watch in shifts. He claimed it was for safety reasons, but in truth, he was afraid that Lin Chengshan might harbor malicious intentions; no matter how much they trusted him, they still felt he was someone from the Three Realms Trench.

"But we have already issued our previews, and now we are delaying it. This is going to affect Huaming's reputation!" Chen Dongji said with some anger.

With his right hand wrapped in gauze that was seeping blood, Michikatsu "coincidentally" passed by. Hearing the exceptionally sorrowful tune, even though he was exhausted from training, he ran over with all his might.

If she were a wife or concubine, what need would there be for a secret chamber? Wouldn't it be much better and more proper inside the main tent? However, considering that now was not the time to make a move against him, he forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and followed Turgesh Nara into the secret chamber.

"Chief, you can whip me more times, and I won't say a single word. But asking me to kneel before a woman—I... I..." Wildcat had not expected this punishment to be so severe.

Young Master Tang's eyes were filled with hatred and reluctance, but at this moment, he truly did not dare to act rashly, nor did he understand the background of this Boss Qian. The reason he was valued by his father was not only because of his hard work, but also because he knew when to yield and when to stand tall, and never went about looking for trouble with others unless his own backing was stronger than his opponent's.

When he mentioned Mangmang, I was extremely displeased and wished I could just throw him out the door. But when he uttered the last sentence, I had to swallow my anger—this was all for the sake of Xiaoxiao.

He had no idea what kind of technique Ning Fan was actually using to be able to unleash such continuous bursts of power.

Having said that, he didn't elaborate further and walked into the living room. Ah Kai clenched his fists where he stood. Because the situation was so grim, were they really going to tie the Second Master and the Zeng family together?

Clang, clang, clang. Hua Jitian struck three consecutive times with his sword, shattering Xie Eryi's weapon into three pieces. In Xie Eryi's hand, only a tiny stub remained—shorter than a short sword, about the length of a dagger, roughly half a foot long.

"Observing at home is just the same. Besides, I simply cannot rest here; I can't sleep. I meant to tell you when you left earlier, but in my haste, I forgot. Now I've made up my mind to be discharged. It doesn't matter what you say, and you already know the reason." His father's last sentence was the crucial one.

"Alright, I'll deal with him first," Ye Qing said. A Level 4 martial artist with fire-type supernatural abilities, upon transforming into a demon-god entity, would have a combat power of twenty thousand, which should give him a sure chance of success.

That very evening, Wang Zhang found Shentu Haolong and told him that someone was investigating him. Shentu Haolong smiled indifferently, telling Wang Zhang to act as if he knew nothing about it, as he had his own arrangements.

"Those two are a mess right now—anyway, it's a tangled web of endless complications," Yan Shu said nonchalantly.

"Close." Hua Ji listened for a moment and seemed quite satisfied. However, his speed was still a bit too slow. Taking a few steps, he arrived next to the table tennis room and heard the practice suddenly stop.

The man was very thin; one could tell just by the austere look of his white shirt that he was definitely not a powerhouse of physical strength. Though dressed ordinarily, Shi Zhi immediately noticed that he was wearing a strange black mask covering the upper half of his face, giving him a mysterious aura.

Looking at Gu Yiyuan's radiant expression of happiness, Gao Zhan thought that marrying the person you love truly must feel like a victorious warrior returning from battle.

At that time, Jiang Cheng had felt deeply crushed, always feeling that the things he had painstakingly prepared were worthless in others' eyes and received no appreciation.

Having not seen him for a week, Gao Zhan felt as though a century had passed—so prolonged that his yearning for her was turning into an illness.

The heart beating within the man's chest continued to churn with an explosive rhythm, unable to settle for even a single second.

The live stream comments were all teasingly wondering if Shi Zhi was intentionally controlling the distance between herself and the ghosts to make the broadcast seem more thrilling and exciting.

Looking at Huao's desolate figure, Xiuer let out a long sigh. Although those words came from Huao's own mouth, how could she not know how desperate he was to recover his memories? Otherwise, why would he repeatedly force himself to recall the past until he passed out?

She then retrieved a bank card from her bag, pushed it across the table toward her, and looked at her with a smiling expression.

Swan only managed to utter a couple of muffled sounds before her voice was cut off entirely. His strength was astonishingly great; as he pulled her tightly into a close embrace, he pinned both her hands and feet against the railing, rendering her completely immobile.

Upon hearing this term amidst his excruciating pain, He Yong's first reaction was that he had encountered a vampire. "The Embrace" was a term exclusively used for vampires, referring to humans whose blood was drained by a vampire and who were then infused with the vampire's blood to become vampires themselves.

Before long, Xie Wang's wife came to call them for dinner, and Ping'an had already brought Qiuniang, Zhou An, and Zhou Quan back.

"Aside from your orders, none of your subordinates listen to anyone else! Especially Ghost Cannon and Fatty Wu; for the past few days, they haven't even shown up for basic morning drills. If this keeps up, I think there's even a possibility of a mutiny!" Du Yuming said.

Just as they were speaking, Ping'an arrived driving a mule cart. After carrying the items into the kitchen and resting for a moment, Ping'an went back to check on the rear utility room.

Yang Jian's pupils flashed with a red glow, exceptionally striking in the dim room. The long spear in his hand was cocked and ready, aimed directly at the old man.

Tong Qian's ability was terrifying, and he was an anomaly who had achieved a state where two ghosts had deadlocked. In other words, he possessed the capital to go toe-to-toe with any ghost controller without worrying about a ghost recurrence; his only shortcoming was his lack of a ghost domain.