Volume 1, Chapter 53: Rotten Meat Hell 10: The Mission

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He instinctively straightened his back, wiped away the drool that lingered at the corner of his mouth, then pretended to shrug and smoothed his clothes. After all, no one willingly becomes mere sustenance for those who preach lofty "righteousness." That was why the townsfolk had gone wild with excitement at the false hope of reinforcements arriving. I only smiled quietly upon hearing this; if that were truly the case, it wouldn't be such a bad thing for the students of the Feng Shui school. The vengeful spirit turned its head, staring at Bai Jingxing for a moment. Suddenly, its black eyes glowed red, complementing its misty white form, giving off an eerie aura. A few nobles of the Duoen clan still held respect for their lord but, seeing the circumstances, refrained from acting independently. After more than twenty years of cultivating his Qi, Xiao Yuanyin struggled to suppress the impulse to kill before continuing to look toward Chu Feng. Fortunately, the injury missed the finger bones; although a nerve was damaged, it would not cause permanent disability—at worst, it would weaken his strength. Yet, since he had encountered Feng Li, the general who historically surrendered to Li Shimin, Yang Ming had to take a gamble. What if Feng Li played an unexpected hand and fled to Goryeo to proclaim himself king? No one noticed that on the earthen slope inside and outside the village, a pair of vigilant eyes watched the flickering firelight. “Do you know why you are made to kneel?” Chen Feng asked coldly, eager to kill him outright but feeling it would be too easy on him. Ren Tianran’s heart clenched sharply behind closed eyes, his chubby face contorted with unbearable emotion. According to Mo Ji’s ancestral memories, unless within their own realm, demons ascending to a higher rank should always undergo a thunder tribulation; yet now Mo Ji was about to ascend, but there was no sign of thunder—why? Wei Renwu’s voice fell silent; he did not respond to James Lawton, instead watching closely to see what Lawton would do next. “Save myself?” Yue Ming, already confused, was now utterly baffled—Wei Renwu kept speaking in riddles.

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With a roar, not far from them, a level-three spirit beast in the shape of a fox let out a pitiful scream. Its fluffy tail immediately burst into flames, the fire quickly engulfing its entire body until it was reduced to a charred heap. Long Hao’s face was full of bitterness—a look that never before appeared on this confident prodigy of the heavens. But since meeting Mu Tian, such expressions had become commonplace. Yuezhen Naru and Fang Youpeng fought back their laughter; they now realized who was truly the most miserable. It turned out Li Luoxuan had borrowed their great general—this was a missile-grade figure, and even Ezekiel would be shocked to see him. Chen Feng reopened his walkie-talkie, resolved to modify it—make it better—and his mind was already set on a plan. Before he could move, a slender hand, brimming with bloodline power, pressed against his chest through Wang Shixian’s palm. The Lady of Yongning Marquis was truly bold, openly pledging to offer grain and medicine before the Empress Dowager to counter the King of Liang. Marrying Taohua meant ties with the Zhen’nan Prince’s mansion, so merchants were naturally willing. Afterwards, she lightly brushed her lips and then turned back to her analysis station. Li Yi did not linger in battle but twisted and dodged past the soldiers, rushing to the suspension bridge. Gathering his strength, he swung the Wild Ambition Sword and cut through the steel chains; the bridge collapsed with a crash. The vanguard cavalry waiting outside charged into the city without hesitation, intent on scattering the assembled defenders. The deputy captain of the first squad was named Que Bu Zhang Ci Lang, an ancient figure nearly two to three thousand years old, who had served alongside Captain Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni before the founding of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. Before advancing, he was full of ambition, but halfway through, he gasped for breath, his legs weak and powerless, collapsing to the ground. The Third Hospital had indeed suffered a major incident back then; otherwise, how could such a huge hospital have been demolished and instantly replaced by a high school built at lightning speed? But now, facing that terrifying penetrating wound, seemingly about to burst the heart, and the precisely inserted divine artifact embedded at the beacon point— At the time of the grand court assembly, such a heinous event had occurred. If left unchecked, where would the dignity of the court lie? Where was the majesty of the Son of Heaven? Where was the authority of the three empresses?

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First, in terms of personality, Rukia did not understand why she would occasionally become suddenly irritable, unlike her usual self. She stepped back in panic, clutching her head as she murmured something incoherently, retreating step by step until she dashed out the door. Moreover, the two plates of flat peaches were not the same size; naturally, everyone wanted the larger ones, but none dared to snatch first, only watching eagerly, waiting for their father to divide them. John did not blame Zhang Yong but looked at him with curiosity—Zhang Yong’s recent conduct had won his trust. Qiu Ming now entered every temple he passed, hoping to encounter something. However, this temple was odd—there was no sign outside, and he did not know which deity it honored. I recalled that the vegetables tasted strange last night, and Lu Li ate them too; could he have been poisoned as well? “Uncle Wang, I’m free today; I’ll come by later. Let’s meet at the company.” After ending the call, Tian Ci changed clothes and, after a brief word with Tang Yan, headed straight to Wang Kun’s office. A pair of eyes, as if questioning, looked toward Patchi; in Gu Yi’s gaze, a strange glint flashed. Seeing Horwyst no longer wished to explain further, Bach could only respond helplessly and shouted the Hydra’s signature proclamation. The entire gambling hall was filled with several large tables, each surrounded by excited people shouting to place their bets; some howled in despair after losing everything, while others struck it rich overnight.