Chapter 24
"Parker, do you think this Yagyu Badao can escape the encirclement of the Chinese?" asked a US Army Lieutenant General with a big nose and blue eyes, addressing the young man who seemed out of place among these old veterans.
Wang Tian walked with Huo Yan to a corner, his eyes drifting across the faces of the crowd, his expression a mix of disappointment, grimness, and bewilderment.
Throughout the Chaotic Continent, there were only one hundred Holy Knights and one thousand Knights of Light. Each Knight of Light possessed their own fief and title; even a city lord had to treat them with courtesy.
Thus, the five of them gave up on hunting magical beasts and instead practiced individually in this forest, chatting occasionally. The major factions were busy hunting beasts, unaware that the members of the Flying Dragon Gang were living so comfortably.
"Split into two cars. You three take one and go first; we’ll follow behind!" Deng Mengxin had finally managed to get out with Ye Tian, and she was determined to seize this opportunity. Before Ye Tian could speak, she immediately declared her plan. The guys snickered when they heard this and quickly jumped into one car, while Deng Mengxin pulled Ye Tian into the one behind.
"Ye Tian, it's already twelve o'clock. Shall we get something to eat? Those people following us are long gone!" Deng Mengxin hadn't eaten much in the morning and was truly hungry.
As the God King Cauldron submerged into his consciousness, the entire space became extremely unstable, as if it might collapse into ruins at any moment.
Li Feng tucked the messily drawn yellow Taoist talisman into his pocket, hoping it would help him sleep soundly tonight.
Zheng Fei and Song Xin dared not hesitate, unleashing their martial arts to engage the hundreds of lions. However, the lions' cultivation was already higher than theirs, and they held an absolute numerical advantage. Within a few rounds, Zheng Fei and Song Xin were in dire straits, covered in blood and wounds from the lions' bites.
"Alright, unless you want trouble, don't act rashly. I’ll be back soon!" Ye Yunning cautioned.
In Lin Chong's estimation, if Gao Qiu sent Hu Chun and Li Yu-hou to harm Xu Ning, he certainly wouldn't do it openly; he would likely resort to underhanded schemes, much like the way he had plotted against Lin Chong in the original tale.
"Is this real? Am I not dreaming?!" Chen Yun pinched his thigh and let out a wide-mouthed cry of pain.
Everything had changed. Fang Zheng had emerged out of nowhere and was unexpectedly favored by Fang Sen, designated as a key protégé.
She did not know that while she was secretly investigating Chu Yuman, she had also caught someone's attention.
What on earth was this? How did it look as if Emuhan had tripped over his own feet? This was too bizarre!
"Get the liar out of Boxian Town! We don't want a liar as our city lord! Get out!" The townspeople shouted in a cacophony of voices.
Lin Chong paused, his eyes filled with worry. "I am merely concerned that the imperial court has failed to practice benevolent governance, resorting to exorbitant taxes and levies. Policies like the Square Field Law, the Salt and Tea Laws, the Land Survey Office, and the Flower and Stone Convoy have harmed countless people, forcing many to turn to banditry."
"Oh, just bring eight—it doesn't matter. Stop dawdling at home and hurry up. We're setting off from the county seat; you take a taxi from Heishan and head straight there. We'll meet at the entrance of Qingyan Temple!" Bai Xin replied, hanging up the phone immediately.
Chen Yun’s body and mind had actually been occupied by the Blood Eye. The Thunder Beast had known this from the start, which was why it had been so terrified and obedient. What it couldn't have anticipated was how this ancient Ghost Emperor had reappeared here.
It seemed as though Master Mingyue’s vision was far superior to Duan Ren’s. During their fight, he always gave the impression that he was guiding a junior with effortless ease. The only reason he hadn't won decisively was due to Duan Ren's resilient temperament and his excellent, composed performance.
He really couldn't be bothered to blame his philandering senior brother for looking for trouble. Seeing how confident he was, he had assumed there was some incredible trick up his sleeve; he had clearly overthought it.
"Alright, you don't need to explain. I understand," Qi Ye interrupted Dongfang Ningyu coldly.
Lianyin had long noticed the Sports Minister looking for them with the form. She asked the Response System, "Do we have to suppress them during the sports meet to keep them from winning first place?" Was it not just about academics?
"In other words, you still owe me nine million nine hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones," Ling Yue said with a smile.
Because the reborn Han Yue was filled with hatred, her mindset was too biased and stubborn, and her will for revenge was incredibly strong. A psychologist could not simply erase her resolve or hypnotize her.
Oh dear, she had been so busy looking at her wounds in the morning that she forgot to deal with that frozen lump of "Ten-Complete Great Supplement Soup," and he had actually seen it.
Mortals speak of death, but the God Clan only speaks of annihilation. Fucang lacked the strength to remind her of this common knowledge, which he had repeated countless times over the past twenty-three thousand years. Countless long spears struck the golden light and were quickly deflected. Grand Sovereign Suihu, who had rushed over after the darkness of the Candle Dragon faded, couldn't help but gasp at the sight of the sky filled with golden light.
"Good, very good... Mona, you’ve finally returned. We’ve all been thinking of you," Misia said, walking over to embrace her.
As the final drop of Flavored Origin Liquid fell, the egg gestated within the flames became increasingly distinct, shimmering with iridescent light, as if about to manifest from the ethereal into reality.
While the sect leaders on the high platform were still debating, Huangfu Xuan had predictably secured Wu Gang and his contract beast.
But what has happened is forever embedded in the fabric of time; no one, through any means, can change it.
They passed through the city center. It was the morning market, a time that should have been bustling, yet the pedestrians and shopkeepers were nowhere to be seen.
The boss, who had been hiding far away, saw his complexion turn ice-cold and purple, his very soul seemingly shattered.
Yi Chuan, who was studying the jungle leeches, suddenly looked up toward the side of the jungle. A moment later, he sent a command to the Rock Giants in his mind, and the marching giants stopped in their tracks, standing upright in unison.