Volume 1, Chapter 42: Yuanya is a Scheming Woman

The disparity was simply too vast. Even with all the time the entire North Sea territory had spent recuperating and nurturing new demon soldiers, it had barely managed to increase their numbers by twenty thousand.

The fact that the enemy had breached the base without being detected was extremely dangerous. If the enemy were to launch an attack, then... that would be simply terrifying... Because the Dragon Soul base housed not only combat personnel but also technical specialists like Wu Min. If they were to suffer any harm, the loss to the Dragon Soul Squadron would be immeasurable.

Everyone's attention shifted instantly. After all, this was the Night Emperor's first male consort. Who knows, perhaps many more men styling themselves as imperial concubines would move into the Eastern Palace in the future, bearing multiple heirs for the Night family.

Several disciples gazed with burning intensity at the spatial gate, and even some elders stared fixedly, their faces filled with eager anticipation.

In the distance, aside from You Ji and other neutral factions choosing to watch the fire from across the river, stood Xiao Yi and Ye Ningsheng.

Chang Xiaoruo shifted her body slightly, signaling Long Bing to sit beside her. Feeling somewhat constrained, Long Bing sat down next to her and once again caught that familiar, intoxicating fragrance of her skin.

Although Vayne appearing at almost full health was unexpected, the Executioner's current predicament was the most dangerous.

No matter what Nian Yun did, she would never engage in ambiguous behavior with Prince Shu right in front of the Danfeng Gate under the gaze of the public.

Night Qingcheng curled her lips, secretly admonishing herself inwardly never to commit the same mistake a second time.

"Could it be that you've already booked it in advance? You're setting me up again, aren't you?" Remembering how he would always say the exact same thing every time he invited her out to dinner, she felt there was still something fishy about it.

As soon as Wang Tuantuan finished speaking, Angie's face broke into a radiant smile, and the atmosphere in the entire room shifted completely. It was no longer desolate and silent, as if it had suddenly come back to life.

Since the entity had already appeared once, there was a high probability that it was still lingering nearby.

Upon closer inspection, a jolt of alarm went through her heart. A ship was stranded amidst a cluster of rocks, being relentlessly battered by the ocean waves and crashing against the boulders with deafening, thunderous clangs.

Everyone had assumed an army of ten or twenty thousand would be the absolute limit; none of them had anticipated that Wang Lanling would mobilize a force of two hundred thousand to suppress the bandits.

Following Huo Ling'er's instructions, Du Feng placed spiritual crystals in various locations, dropping nearly ten thousand crystals this time alone. According to Huo Ling'er, the spiritual energy within the gathering array was now fully sufficient for a thousand people to cultivate without restraint for a month, though restricted to the Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation realms.

"Since there's nothing else, let's go pay the bill! I've bought just about everything I need," he said, looking at the items in the shopping cart.

Furthermore, from the very first day he entered the Heavenly Dao Academy, Du Feng had been branded with Qin Chuan's mark, one that could never be erased. Since it could not be erased, he had to strive for a greater purpose rather than merely using Qin Chuan's name as a superficial signboard.

In the Fairy Water Palace of Shanhai County, Wang Lanling had just returned from a sketching trip and was about to enter his bedroom when he saw Victoria standing at his doorway.

Wielding the high-grade magic weapon, the Tiger-Roaring Halberd, with all his true qi condensed, Shi Chong blocked the blow horizontally, only to be driven back three steps, a look of astonishment crossing his face.

One must realize that experts in the Transcendent Realm possessed their own pride. While the Henan Huangfu family was by no means short of Transcendent Realm experts, those masters would certainly not take orders from Huangfu Fei, let alone remain loyal to him.

At the same time, Fusu understood that Lin Donglai wielded a weapon of mass destruction like the Military Demon God. At such a sensitive time for the Great Qin, he could not be pushed too far. For this reason, the middle and lower ranks of the entire Great Qin knew nothing of Lin Donglai's existence. Meanwhile, Li Si had constantly been attempting to pull Lin Donglai back onto a unified front.

Bai Zhenjie spoke casually on the other end of the phone, but listening to him, Bai Shao felt a creeping chill. She couldn't help using her free hand to rub the arm holding the phone.

One could improve through self-training or by seeking guidance from others—it wasn't that it couldn't be done, but the speed simply couldn't compare. That was the crux of the problem.

If the Great Elder of the Taotie clan had been here, perhaps he could have mediated. Unfortunately, ever since the Great Elder left the Jade Pond that day and headed to the Tushita Palace, he had vanished without a trace.

All those things that had always existed but had been ignored by Qin Yu were laid bare at that moment, leaving her feeling as though she were plunged into utter darkness.

Zhu Bajie cast a pleading look at Jinchanzi. With a calm expression, Jinchanzi glanced indifferently at the wolf's head atop the city wall, then took the lead and walked toward the city gate. Sha Seng, taciturn and silent, followed closely behind.

An Yichen pondered for a moment. He had offended quite a few people lately and honestly had no idea which one it was. Perhaps the hacker? Or the bank robber? Or someone from a dimensional world? Or ES Entertainment?

Subsequently, Lin Donglai found an inn to rest. Having run for an entire night, even his robust physique could endure it, but leaving aside the drastic depletion of his mental energy, the psychological roller coaster of brushing against life and death left his mind feeling utterly exhausted.

Hearing this, the second and third children refused to be left behind, and the three kids immediately began clamoring and shouting all at once.

How boundless is parental love! Protected by Aunt Qingyu, Xiaoxiao would not suffer any harm. I cast a boundary spell within the room she had decorated to resemble night, granting their family a brief reunion—each meeting meaning one fewer remained.

Little did they know that upon tearing off the black-clad men's masks, several elders instantly recognized their identities. While feeling deeply shocked, they dared not slacken in the slightest, personally guarding them and waiting for Zhou Yuhao to return and handle the matter.

Simultaneously, the palm forces of the four arhats—Lingkong the Auspicious Arhat, Lingzhan the Gate-Guarding Arhat, Lingjing the Meditating Arhat, and Lingzhi the Ear-Picking Arhat—also arrived. Wuying Yang transformed his purple-gleaming black dragon whip from a "hooking" motion into a "pressing" one, relentlessly executing the seventeenth form of the Purple-Gleaming Black Dragon whip technique: "Black Dragon Pressing the Mountain Ranges."

Yang Yunhan was forced to drop to a sitting position, circulating his internal energy with all his might in a desperate bid to recover his internal strength as quickly as possible. Fortunately, possessing eighty years of formidable internal energy, after circulating his qi for the span of a cup of tea, white steam was billowing from the top of his head, and his internal strength had recovered seven or eight-tenths.

Lin Zi definitely knew Yun Wansheng. When he heard that name, fear was written all over his face, and his eyes kept darting toward Jin Qiang and Huai Guanghai.

Seeming reluctant to dredge up the past, Li Xue琴 left her sentence half-finished, unwilling even to utter the other person's name. When she raised her head again, her eyes were swimming with mist.