Volume 1, Chapter 37: A Man's Two Great Pastimes

The door suddenly swung open, followed by a flurry of hurried footsteps. Ye Zhiyuan lifted his gaze, while Ye Zhiyuan glanced at him and shrugged indifferently.

"I was originally thinking of building two mills and a grinding house here," Liu Mu muttered to himself.

The gentle breezes, rolling turbulence, and murmuring essence of the Eternal Void converged to form the fundamental state of the void—vast, boundless, and eternally endless.

"Let's go take a look!" Before An Youran could scramble away, the Heir had already grabbed him by the collar, soared into the air, and flown off.

"Really?" An Youran felt a rush of wild joy. So the Heir was a reasonable person after all; if he had known, he wouldn't have had to suffer so many unjust grievances.

Actually, the neck was fine; it had likely undergone a skin-tightening procedure, but at her age, some traces simply could not be erased, even with cosmetic surgery.

The Sovereign-level Black Crow forced a smile, shook its wings that stretched for a million meters, and with eyes full of ambition, prepared to speak and inquire.

The door opened abruptly. Leng Xianning looked up in surprise at the person standing in the doorway. Hadn't he left? Why had he returned?

It was only through a series of subsequent events that Zhou Xuan understood the true meaning of friendship—it was not just about receiving a gift, but about the reason he was able to extricate himself with poise during those awkward confrontations. But that is a story for another time; we shall set it aside for now.

He regretted his actions, yet he continued to shift his form and launch attacks, slicing down with his blade, sending splashes of green blood into the air.

A terrifying force hammered down, creating a shocking blast of air against the Siren Void Shield. The surging power, like a monstrous wave, crashed down and sent Li Tianchen flying.

Ultear, however, felt a shiver of dread. She lowered her head silently, her hands gripping each other tightly beneath the conference table, betraying the turmoil in her heart.

Chen Yan turned, his right Sharingan fixed on the Asura before him until the figure was reduced to nothing but ash.

Before Ye Cheng joined the military, he had been part of the Ye family. He naturally understood the inner workings of such things. If it were a special, self-developed medicine, then He Bin’s words would be true. But this Holy Spring water required almost no refining to be sold, and the price was exorbitant while the cost was so low it was negligible.

"Please, let me go! I am willing to follow you all—just don't kill me!" A Holy Son was the first to break, choosing surrender over continuing this ordeal. As for anything else, it could all go to hell.

The three armies were reorganized into a single group army. A commander was appointed with the rank of Second-Class General, overseeing a total force of over fifty-five people.

With a single sentence from this man, ripples spread as if a stone had been cast into water. The nearby villagers suddenly stopped in their tracks, while those further away, who hadn't heard him, continued with their own business.

Suddenly, a sensation of extreme danger and heart-palpitating dread spread wildly through Ultear’s heart.

Li Tianchen hadn't known much about the causes and consequences of that great war, and only now, through the Heavenly Emperor's consciousness, did he learn of them. He had never imagined such a sequence of events had preceded the outbreak of that war.

But as he continued, his voice grew lower and lower, as if he had been bullied by someone.

However... Naruto did not know the identity of Haku, but that did not mean Xiao Nuo was unaware.

"White jade light? White jade light!" The High Priest muttered to himself, falling into deep contemplation.

Everyone knew the leader placed great importance on the development of artillery and was a staunch advocate of "big artillery" doctrine. If one could seize this opportunity to become the Artillery Commander, it would mean an immediate rise to become the leader’s favorite, a leap to the top.

"Alright, go..." When Xiao Nan saw the appearance of this divine being, he spoke to him in a hurry.

Every ten days, the Great Alliance fleet near the Blue Whale Island waters would arrive outside the island to await the sea monster attacks. During these assaults, experience points and drop rates were doubled.

For the Tie family to regain its development and prosperity, they could not remain isolated. Communication with the outside world was inevitable. Moreover, Old Master Tie specifically had Tie Zhan participate in the gathering, clearly intending to test whether Tie Zhan had the ability to move past the bullying he had suffered ten years ago.

Was something about to happen? It took a long while for Wei Xiaodong to calm down. Finally, he thought of a solution: there was actually no problem here. Leaving was not impossible, provided there were better prospects elsewhere.

However, for the protagonists of these events, it was as if nothing had happened; at this moment, they were seated in the Marquis of England's residence, drinking wine and chatting.

After the fairy finished speaking, the young immortal hurriedly replied. Once the young man finished, the infatuated fairy could only open her mouth, unable to refute his words.

The next second, the giant iron hammer, like a thunderclap in the night, spun through the air accompanied by a howling gale, flying toward the enemy ninja.

Finally, she managed to find a nun of the Wing Chun sect living in seclusion in the remote countryside of the capital. She became her disciple and, from that point on, cultivated a formidable mastery of Wing Chun.

However, the top hundred peerless monsters were all very conscious of their status. Even when they arrived, they did not appear directly, but instead turned into rays of peerless light, standing above the clouds and watching everything below in silence.

"That goes without saying. I, Shen Ruolin, have always valued my word. What I say, I do," Shen Ruolin declared with the air of a monarch.

Yang Jun thought that if he let Old Ji eat in the dining room, he would surely feel restricted in front of so many family members, so he moved the meal to the living room.

Yang Jun remembered that his parents had traveled everywhere for his illness, exhausting the family fortune. He remembered those two years as the most difficult in their lives, not only depleting their wealth but also leaving them heavily in debt.

And so, the group spent their journey enduring the encirclement and pursuit of the Inukai and other Fuso people, as well as constant ambushes along the way.

He discovered that these families and sects of cultivators all preferred to live in such sparsely populated areas.

"Yes, once the weather warms up and the child isn't afraid of the wind, we'll board the boat. It's sitting right there; it's not going anywhere," Yang Qingxiang agreed.

After rolling around in happiness for a while, he secretly cursed himself for being such a spineless fool. After his emotions had been pulled back and forth for a long time, he hummed a tune and fell asleep.

The Merman tribe had been completely wiped out, but Liu Hu did not intend to stop there. In front of Qianfeng City lay a narrow pass. Once through it, one would enter Cangzhou, the territory of the Merman tribe. The city had been under constant attack for this very reason; the first pass of Yangzhou, located at this narrow point, was something the Merman tribe was determined to claim.