Volume 1, Chapter 36: The Culprit Behind the Scenes

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Humanity had invaded this planet for forty years. The struggle between humans and the Ape-Star people had never ceased, and now it had finally come to an end with the extinction of the Ape-Star race. He consequently felt an even deeper sense of belonging to the Blazing Fire Empire.

He hurriedly circulated the Dragon Roar Heaven Sacred Art. Vast thunder essence erupted from him, and serpents of lightning flashed through the spiritual-energy barrier, followed by repeated peals of thunder. In an instant, the barrier’s oppressive force increased severalfold, drawing sidelong glances and whispered remarks from everyone present.

Blade light spread like a curtain, layer upon layer, pouring forth without end. A gigantic sphere of blade light firmly sealed the three of them inside.

“Ah, it’s a long story. Master Chang, let’s speak over here.” As Yang Wuwei spoke, he beckoned to Chang Yu. Chang Yu hesitated briefly, then followed him.

Sha Yu’s eyes widened, and his voice was filled with incredulous shock. His complexion instantly turned ghastly.

Yang Wei was worried, but he knew this was no time for concern. Seeing so many people fleeing back, he realized they must have been defeated. What worried him was that the Khitan army might catch up with them.

Yet at this moment, faced with the Black Python Slaughtering Sword unleashed by Netherworld Son at the cost of burning his very origin, he was gradually nearing the brink of death.

He looked outside through the eye socket of the dragon’s skull. Atop Mount Buzhou, thunder rolled incessantly, while clouds of darkness piled overhead, burning like blue flames upon a bottomless sea.

In barely a moment, the formation behind Guo Shuhan fell into disorder, completely throwing his deployment into chaos.

She had gone to such lengths to scheme for this child, even concealing him and preserving his life under Yu Youran’s pressure. Xiang Qiao immediately panicked, especially when Ning Zhixiang fell asleep and could not be roused no matter how she tried.

Next, the Kewai chieftain signed the island sale contract, transferring Kewai Island into Shi Xuan’s private ownership.

This was probably her favorite snack; otherwise, she would not have taken it out to share with him. He happened to be a little hungry, so he picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

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Were there enough quilts prepared in the delivery room? Had the charcoal brazier been kept ready at all times? Would Qin-shi catch cold? These and countless other concerns occupied her mind.

Madam Niu hesitated. She feared that if she made that suggestion, her husband would reject it outright. How did Qin Bai truly regard the Huang family? If he learned that she was considering remarrying their eldest son to Huang Qingfang, would he really not be angry?

When Tian Yi heard the call from outside, she hurried into the room and brought Dong Zhuo the hangover soup that had been prepared long before.

Besides, Miss Lin’s status truly was far too low. Even Miss Li, the wife of the Marquis of Lin’an, was far beneath the commandery prince.

It was just as they feared—these past few days, they had stayed indoors because of the rain, so how could the poison have flared up the very moment they went out?

“I’ll try it.” If she were eating it herself, that would be fine. But if she was serving it to the people outside, she hoped to leave a good impression, so she had to sample every dish herself first.

“Old Master Lu says you may name any conditions you like. As long as they can afford them, they will agree. His call is simply to make his position clear: as long as you are willing to cooperate, nothing else will be a problem,” Wang Xinlan said to Hu Bo after hanging up.

Wang Ziyong could not control the retainers of others, but the nine thousand soldiers under his own command basically followed his every order. Under his strict commands, his troops had rarely massacred civilians. When they looted, they targeted government offices and wealthy households, and seldom laid hands on ordinary people.

In the end, the spectators on both sides no longer continued shouting themselves hoarse—not because they were tired, but because they too had been moved by the spirit displayed in the contest.

“No. This village still isn’t safe! I’m going to wash my face. I’ll come with you in a moment!” After saying this, Shitou hurried off to wash his face with cold water.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought I was truly adorable. I grinned and discovered that I even had two faint dimples. With this appearance, I would surely grow into a beauty one day. I only prayed that the forehead wrapped in white silk would not be disfigured.

But now, seeing these photographs and Xia Zimo’s boastful, provocative words, how could Shang Fangxu possibly not be angry?

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As Lin Jianye was Gao Qiqian’s subordinate and also wished to curry favor with this trusted favorite of the emperor, it was only natural that he would volunteer to take the lead.

The distance was less than a hundred meters, which presented no challenge whatsoever to Jiang Shan, whose shooting skills were excellent. After flying across the gap, the bullet struck the Japanese soldier squarely in the head. A cloud of blood burst into the air, and the unfortunate man collapsed without even a groan.

Song Nan’s psychic ability had long since recovered. At that moment, she sat with her eyes closed, using her mental powers to survey the road ahead and monitor the surrounding situation.

The Nakajima Type 97 attack aircraft was not actually designed specifically for ground attack. Its primary purpose was as a torpedo bomber, used to strike enemy surface vessels. But against China’s feeble air force and ground-based anti-aircraft fire, this aircraft was more than adequate. Several fifty-kilogram bombs shrieked down from the sky.

She nodded without speaking, occasionally lifting the curtain to peer outside. This was only the second time I had seen her so tense; the first had been just after I regained consciousness.

But Xi Meng still lacked the conditions to establish a staff system. After all, he did not possess the specialized personnel available in later generations, and such talent would also have to be cultivated gradually by him. Therefore, he could only go over all these matters himself.

“If he had not been chosen by an immortal, and if the immortal had not appeared to him in a dream, how could he possibly know so much?” Xu Xianchun said.

Cheng Jinhuan extended his hand, and the entire map of Rime Academy appeared in his palm. A red dot on the map pointed directly at the student dormitory.

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