Chapter 57: A Harsh Lesson for the Time Traveler

Fengcheng fell within three days, and the Goutai army achieved victory under the command of Zhao Cheng, reversing the overall strategic situation in the north.

First, on the side of Yan County, four of the fifteen major armies were forced to face a grim reality: they had been strategically cut off from the main army in the east. Once Goutai gained control of the Yinshan Mountains region, it could traverse the terrain much more flexibly through the flow of earth veins, and the northern border region of Dayao would face comprehensive and continuous raids.

Of course, at this very moment, among the various armies on the northern route...

Ruan Tian's body stiffened, and she wanted to shake off Mu Nianchen, but... the wound on his back made her stop her movements.

The developments in Jingzhou caused the aristocratic families of Jingzhou to waver. On the surface, they supported Liu Biao's descendants to vie for control of Jingzhou, but secretly they had already formed cliques and colluded with Liu Bei and Sun Ce.

In fact, Ruan Tian could have initiated a video call herself. If she wanted to watch, she only needed to communicate with the caregiver responsible for looking after her father, and she could see him immediately. But this time, Ruan Tian's heart was set on going abroad; she wanted to see her father with her own eyes.

In a direct and unyielding head-on clash, no one dared to dispatch a practitioner of the Great Luo realm. Because experts of this realm were supremely precious, and deploying one would immediately draw the attention of others.

With a muffled rumble, a fiery red monster suddenly rose from the northwest direction of Mount Wuling, driven by the southeast wind, and surged toward Mount Wuling.

Not to mention the divine medicines and magical treasures that Bai Fan had obtained from the ruins of the Sea God Island, the mere rumors in the pugilistic world that he possessed the legacy of some major figure were enough to make countless people's hearts race.

Jiang Meng, Huo Ze, and Gu Yuandong all rushed over, accompanied by a group of onlookers who appeared kind-hearted but were actually just there to watch the excitement.

"According to the rules of Ziyun Workshop, you might just win that peace talisman." Yazhi immediately changed the subject, pointing to various clever trinkets hanging near a stall in the distance.

He had already made up his mind: the moment he got out, he would spread the news far and wide so that everyone would know what had happened inside, and at the same time come to snatch Bai Fan's divine medicines and magical treasures.

That night! Xiang Ao grandly hosted a banquet, firstly to welcome Xu Shu, and secondly to celebrate the recruitment of Dian Wei, introducing everyone to each other. Although not everyone in Wuyuan was present at the moment, the gathering still included military strategists and generals such as Hu Zhao, Xi Zhong, Zhao Yun, and Zhang He.

Ever since he discovered in the Southwest that no matter how he cultivated, his level remained stagnant, he had basically stopped practicing altogether. He would go out every night and return very late. In contrast, Lu Cang now personally taught Lu Xia cultivation at home almost every night.

In fact, the industry was not particularly optimistic about Manchester City. In the FA Cup semi-final a few days ago, a depleted Liverpool had dragged the match all the way to a penalty shootout; although Manchester City held the initiative, they simply could not find the back of the net.

Before I could make a move, however, Ligaya was flung against the stone wall by the skull-headed dragon's tail. Without time to attack the skull dragon, I hurriedly rushed after Ligaya, because she had stopped shouting, and if she had fallen unconscious, it would be dangerous.

"I'm willing to wander around, what business is it of yours?" I strode toward the shopping mall, and she followed closely behind.

"How is that possible? What did he do?!" someone immediately cried out in alarm. No matter how hard they pulled the triggers, the magic-engraved cannons in their hands showed no reaction whatsoever.

The sideways profile clearly revealed the number 38 on his back. He was extending his right hand to point forward, his mouth wide open... as if he were instructing his teammates on tactical details.

Gold and silver flashed, and the moment the two synchronized, a golden dragon spear gradually took shape. The fluctuations emitted by the dragon spear chilled the Demon Lord to the bone, filling him with a sense of dread.

On the avenue outside, carriages bustled back and forth, carrying exclusively the carriages of wealthy households, while the sound of women's melodious chatter and laughter echoed endlessly in the ears.

When Emperor Shang heard that Consort Yao was constantly recruiting people to teach her various agricultural tasks and artisan skills, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upward.

Gu Mo suddenly grabbed Feng Yicai's hands, his expression extremely emotional. Feng Yicai was so startled by his sudden action that she dared not move, leaving him free to hold her hands.