Chapter 49: Audacious

And this happened to provide him with an opportunity to wander about for so many years. Whether acting as the son of Deputy General Qin Feng of the Rong Manor or as the direct disciple of Lin Feng, Master of the Third Peak of Mount Jiuhua, he played his roles with such extraordinary perfection that virtually no one ever suspected his true identity. She had no inkling of what he was actually scheming.

The night was hushed all around. Perhaps due to a lingering unease in Mu Ling's heart and a deep-seated dread of the unknown, she slept terribly. Amidst her hazy, drifting slumber, she fancied she heard someone calling out her name.

Upon seeing that the circular tray contained nothing other than a whip, the previously scorching-hot hall instantly fell dead silent, filled with expressions of strangeness and doubt.

Yihong’s personality was precisely like this: right was right, and wrong was wrong; she never beat around the bush or minced words.

Cheng Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and fell silent. He had already anticipated this, but lacking definitive confirmation, he had not dwelled on it. Now that news had arrived, it could be considered a positive development, only that Jiangnan was quite a distance away—Dong Fang really knew how to run.

How could this man be like this? When he was foolish in the past, he constantly caused a fuss; now that he was no longer foolish, he still caused a fuss. It seemed she would have to keep a closer eye on him in the future. Alcohol must be kept to a minimum; should he make a scene again after drinking too much, how troublesome that would be.

Shui Yiren chatted a bit longer with the old man, whose every word was filled with praise for his daughter-in-law and grandson, smiling and remarkably amiable. Hearing himself complimented, the boy at the side would always shrink his neck and offer Shui Yiren a bashful, embarrassed smile.

Ever since she woke up these past few days, she would just sit there in a daze, staring blankly from dawn till dusk. Watching her broke his heart with a twinge of pain, leaving him no choice but to exhaust her as much as possible at night, making her forget everything so she could sleep soundly during the day. Given enough time, everything would heal.

Shen Muzhi finally managed to catch a breath, thinking to find an opportunity later to return the favor.

Her fierce and formidable temperament flared up. Whenever this happened, anyone who crossed her path would meet with a miserable fate. This time, the one who stepped into her line of fire was the professor, and those who knew her well held out no hope for the professor's outcome.

The encampment of the Zhao family was shrouded in stillness, save for the occasional figures of aristocratic youths on patrol; otherwise, there was no other activity.

After a wonderful and refreshing rest, Xia Zixuan once again altered his appearance and sped away toward the depths of the great mountains. The primary objective this time was to force out some detailed information regarding the current situation within the mountains.

"Heh, all of you have ventured out into the mortal world, let alone myself. Having cultivated up to this point, it is time for me to come out and walk the world as well," the youth said with a smile. The vigorous vital energy within his body was restrained yet immensely powerful, exuding an invisible majesty. Even the Seven Sons of the Top Sun Sect felt deeply uncomfortable in his presence, overwhelmed by the crushing pressure.

"Elder." Mid-sentence, the two special envoys of the Demonic Dragon Peak had already finished relaying their matters. Their figures flashed and vanished before the city gate, reappearing directly before Elder Ke as they bowed and spoke.

Ming Yue nodded, holding the fire spirit fruit and shaking her head inwardly. Such a fruit was a precious spiritual medicine, yet here it was being casually consumed as a mere piece of fruit—truly an extravagant waste of heavenly treasures.

"Silly, isn't the one holding you a living, breathing, and most authentic Kaifeng?" Kaifeng smiled, affectionately stroking Shaman's head.

"Humph, wanting to kill me is not going to be that easy." Xia Zixuan gave a cold snort, unleashing his full power. As true essence surged and he saw the opponent conjuring those chains of blood-light, he instantly formed hand seals, bringing a Heaven-Overturning Seal into existence in the blink of an eye.

The Tianming-to-Sacred Light TS wormhole is located extremely far from the star Tianming, situated on the orbit of the eighth planet of its ecliptic plane. There are two wormholes along this orbit; besides the TS leading to the Sacred Light star system, there is also the 31T wormhole leading to the Muyun star system.

The two men pressed the buttons on their collars and retracted their helmets, breathing the air inside the cabin. Xia Tian's heart was gripped by extreme tension, for his entire plan hinged upon his next crucial move.

Liao Yongping did not dare to utter any more nonsense. Just as he was about to step outside to summon someone to fetch the wine with him, he caught sight of a waiter entering while holding an antique-style tray, which was covered by an exquisite pure silver dome inscribed with four bold characters: Liao's Secret Recipe.

"I heard Taixuan mention last time that the three of you still have components that haven't been gathered yet. They must be inside here, right?" Qin Huang asked.

Satan did not move this time, because he knew that Qiyue beside him would never allow him and Lucifer to intervene. Moreover, even if it were him—even if he managed to block that domain—he could not guarantee that he would emerge uninjured, and once wounded, a subsequent battle with Qiyue would have a totally unpredictable outcome.

The primary issue was the governance by laymen who understood neither foreign languages nor foreign affairs. Expecting traditional officials to instantly transform into managerial and scientific talents was simply an impossible feat.

Giving Captain Sean Thames's shoulder a gentle pat, Zhan Xiange glanced once more at the individual electronic countermeasures equipment of the US Delta Force, then walked back to the position of the Chinese competing team with a clicking sound of admiration in his mouth.

Upon hearing Chen Jing say that the pistol, firearm license, and officer's credentials lying on the table were specially prepared for him, Gao Zhan felt a surge of disbelief accompanied by an unresolvable puzzle in his heart.

Owing to that mobilization directed at the entire Eastern Continent some six or seven years ago, the Argent Dawn had secured robust support from the Kaz Modan dwarf kingdom and the Stormwind Kingdom, with fresh troops swelling the ranks of the war every single year.

Even in the current era where super-tier powerhouses are dime a dozen, peak-tier professionals remain relatively scarce core combat forces. Anywhere else, their lives would be exceedingly comfortable, yet in this desolate region, they could only chew on sand day in and day out.

They heard a crazed, agonizing, and hysterical howl that had nearly lost all resemblance to a human voice. They saw a man clutching an assault rifle, driving his short legs to sprint for all he was worth across the open terrain completely exposed to the sight and weaponry of both warring factions.

After grasping the situation, Wei Changfeng asked Ye Qingniang a few more questions, and gradually a train of thought began to form in his mind.

Secondly, although Kalens is composed of a mass of ethereal shadow, he can freely devour most tangible matter to aggrandize himself. Uh... well, to put it simply, he just has an extraordinary appetite.

"Elder Zhao, what is the matter?" Immortal Longwei saw that Zhao Gongming, who had explicitly stated he was going into seclusion to refine artifacts, had emerged ahead of schedule, which undoubtedly meant something had happened.

Dragging my aching legs, I pulled a hundred-yuan bill out of his pocket before walking out of the villa in a daze.

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me? What is this place?" Gazing at the short-bearded Arab man who was squinting with a faint smile, the Englishman could not help but voice his question.