Volume One, Chapter 122: Divine Assistance Descends, Effortlessly Crushing the Scoundrels

Yun Jianjun answered his wife’s question, unaware that his words had stirred up a tempest in Quan Shengnan’s heart.

"Peng Shizhe, the political commissar has something to say to you. You two go ahead and talk," Cheng Teli said, patting Peng Shizhe on the shoulder before walking away.

Her inherited knowledge was more than enough to look after her grandparents' health, and she had the ability to provide her family with a comfortable and abundant life.

He immediately recalled the past, his mood sinking to rock bottom. He wanted to leave this place, yet his eyes remained fixed on the person lying on the ground. He stared blankly for who knows how long, until suddenly, he saw the person manipulating the strings pull the ends and slowly reel them back in.

"That depends on what kind of business it is," Peng Haoming replied, finally setting his mind at ease. It seemed Xinyi was unaware of the inside story regarding Wang Licheng.

Everyone began to roar with excitement, as if only by doing so could they vent the overwhelming agitation in their hearts.

"Members of the Heavenly Stone Sect, get out first and leave them there to think it over properly," Cui Shenshi suddenly ordered via his walkie-talkie to those guarding Qin Dong and the others.

"People from the Soul-Slaying Guild? I despise everyone in that guild! Qianchen, let’s swap partners; I’m not running dungeons with anyone from Soul-Slaying!" Hai Yang gritted his teeth, his expression toward Ye Guo Wuhun already shifting into something hostile.

Li Xia let out a sharp scream, waving her arms wildly in the air before hugging her shoulders and retreating to the doorway. She stared in terror at the approaching Kexin, her face growing paler by the second.

The voice calling out to Hu Man was less than a hundred paces away. Although Hu Man’s spiritual sense could only probe a few yards around him, he could still protect the safety of this Red Flower Guard, especially now that the other six-colored guards had appeared.

"Since you’re so eager, I’ll give you a chance!" Wen Hou dumped the contents of the sack onto the ground.

"Then I must find it as well," Zuolun said firmly. Seeing his determination, the others went down to search.

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Upon learning that the Dragon Demon King had personally led his main force down the mountain, Li Guangbi realized the enemy had fallen into the trap. He meticulously arranged his battle deployment and then, turning the ruse against them, personally led Tian Chengsi's main legion to engage the enemy.

"With my strength, how much longer can he struggle?" In a flash, Gu Luo turned his head to look at the other fighting platforms.

Xu Jie was no fool; he knew this was his opponent's greatest weakness. Relying on his profound internal energy, he launched a series of fierce, continuous attacks. For a moment, Gu Nian had no time to counterattack and could only flee, ending up disheveled and in rags.

"Nianfei, I’m a bit tired. Could I borrow your shoulder for a moment?" Faced with such a request, how could a gentleman like Guo Nianfei possibly refuse? He simply obliged her.

Black and Lan Nuolaisi returned to the training ground, but it wasn't as Lei Yi and the others had imagined: Black was not dark-faced, nor did Lan Nuolaisi look dejected.

Zhang Jifeng looked up at the door, straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked over. He reached out a hand and knocked respectfully.

"Your Highness, are you saying that those prisoners all drank water that had been soaking the corpses?" Fwuras shouted in horror.

"Hey, hey! What kind of way is that to talk?" Black’s brother covered his forehead and complained indignantly.

Qin Chen naturally understood Du Deyue's desire to befriend him. Since the matter was already decided, he had no reason to refuse.

Sakai Keiko, who was cooking in the kitchen, turned around at the sound and caught a glimpse of Xia Yi.

Just like the artifact auctioned off earlier that looked like a copper mirror, its primary function was to ward off evil spirits and settle the foundation of a house, while also possessing certain properties that nourished its owner.

"It’s Mr. Zhang Liang!" A look of joy flashed across the faces of the Mohists. Great; with him here, their chances of winning seemed to have increased.

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At the same time, after Ying Zheng took personal control of the government, he implemented a strategy of unification. Beginning in 236 BC, actions were taken, and various states began ceding territory to the Qin State in hopes of self-preservation.

The person opposite him had wide, terrified eyes; he couldn't speak, he could only point frantically behind him.

The Chaos Twin Blades danced wildly, driven by iron chains like two coiling dragons. They swept around his advancing figure like the blades of a spinning electric fan, tearing apart and shattering the void tentacles that swarmed toward him.

Of course, only the higher-ups knew about the strange images that appeared in Long's mind after his headaches. Many of the images seemed like mere fantasies, yet the figure Long had drawn was remarkably similar to the giant that had already been recorded.

Watching the changes in his disciple, Doshima Eiji prepared to intervene, for he did not know if Akasaka Long, who possessed a strong resistance to darkness, would suffer an accident while being surrounded by such malice.

The ambitious Ancestor Qingwu meddled in the affair, claiming the Golden Silk Armor had come from the Mausoleum of Emperor Li, which caused the number of people in the martial arts world vying for the treasure to grow until, in the end, no one cared about the original owner, the Jiangnan Eight Rhymes Hall.

"Whew, I drank too much last night and I'm still burrowed in bed. You're back from the provincial capital?" Ma Yong asked casually with a yawn.

Senior Brother Zou, from the Pavilion of First-Rank Disciples, stroked his beard and let out a few sly chuckles, feeling very pleased with himself as he muttered under his breath.

The first to be set off were the firecrackers—mostly the three-thousand and five-thousand-shot varieties. They were ignited from the villa areas and campus buildings currently under construction, all the way to the factories, the buildings being renovated, and the welfare housing that was basically ready for final sealing. Finally, the fireworks neatly arranged on the square were set off.

Upon noticing Chen Yun’s mutation, Zhentian sent a telepathic message to Youran, instructing him to bring Chen Yun over while ensuring his safety.