I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.

Meixiang Han's face turned pale, never expecting to be discovered so soon!

The divine statue, which ought to have been benevolent and solemn, was now reduced to something terrifying. Its gilded and lacquered face retained only a single eye, emotionlessly looking down upon all living beings. A hole—whether made by a rat or a snake—marred the surface, making the visage resemble a demon straight out of mortal imagination.

Longlin flicked its fan-shaped long tail, trotted with pattering steps to the side of the doorway, and simply sprawled out there, content to act as a spectator.

"Damn it..." Zhang Kuang muttered under his breath, accompanied by the merciless, strange chuckle of Jin Nanzhe coming from beside him.

Pao Dayou inspected the city wall constructed by Bi Yi, feeling quite satisfied before pulling up the system interface. He designated the city wall, a semi-military structure, for an upgrade. A brilliant white light appeared all around the settlement. The original city wall, standing three meters high and fifteen meters thick, began its upgrade process.

Indeed, there are many things in this world where people, remaining ignorant of the truth, always perceive them as magical; yet once the secret is revealed, they suddenly understand with a jolt of realization: "So that was it, it's actually this simple."

That was a golden divine sword, a full zhang in length and shaped like a divine feather. Entirely golden in hue as if forged from celestial divine gold, it spewed forth endless sword auras, every single one unimaginably sharp, slicing through the void and causing it to hiss and crackle.

The giant had already been surrounded by players, a dense, dark sea of heads. The players were packed shoulder to shoulder, all eager to slay this boss in order to obtain overpowered weapons.

Yesterday, I had already reviewed the game background and official introduction of *Lingxuan*. The so-called *Lingxuan* was a game developed by Yunchen Corporation with an investment of billions and nearly a decade of time, boasting a simulation fidelity as high as ninety percent.

When facing a boss unleashing its ultimate skill, the best method is to dodge. If dodging is impossible, then launch a fierce assault, striving to instantly execute the boss and thereby reduce the duration of the ultimate skill to its absolute minimum.

Emerging from the locker room, Mike subconsciously glanced toward Table 13. Seeing the table sitting empty, a trace of disappointment flickered in his heart. He tapped himself on the head, mentally scolding himself: how could he forget that the man was injured?

"If you want to kill me, go ahead and do it. Even if I die, you cannot stop this empress's resolve to avenge Yue'er."

Mike blinked his large eyes and asked uncertainly, "Really?" How could anyone possibly refuse such delicious food?

Song Zheng sighed. Right now, this thousand taels of silver felt entirely like his own money; for every single copper coin he spent, he would have one less. Yet some expenses were unavoidable, leaving him in quite a conflicted dilemma.

The moment Mike saw the cake, his sense of guilt flew straight out to the highest heavens, and he happily dug in.

After Song Zheng departed, Pang Tong and Wei Buzhou in the grand hall remained silent, quietly sipping their tea.

"Indeed, when news first arrived from your esteemed country, even our emperor doubted it. After all, creatures like the undead were eradicated ten thousand years ago. For them to reappear now is simply too sudden and too unbelievable," said the elderly envoy from the Kingdom of Oqitong, wearing an expression of astonishment and anxiety.

Rui'er appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen years old and seemed entirely unremarkable at first glance. However, her large, sparkling eyes radiated a vibrant intelligence, giving her a palpable sense of vitality. She was dressed just like any ordinary maidservant in the manor in a standardized uniform, wearing her hair in the exact same style as all the other maids.

Shao Yun slammed his cane down in anger and roared, "You must marry her." Mike looked up in shock, catching Steward Luo motioning for her to remain silent, and thus she quietly kept her mouth shut without uttering a word.

Having said that, she instructed the painted barge to head toward the lakeshore, turning a deafening ear to the pleas of the young man behind her.