Volume 1, Chapter 58: I'll Give You a Stab

The hymn grew increasingly soaring, and Zhang Yu's footsteps gradually quickened.

His instincts had taken the upper hand, and his remaining consciousness was continuously waning.

He was drawing closer and closer to stepping through the gates of the [Priest] realm!

Jiang Huan was burning with anxiety!

Yet the system's warning sounds kept repeating incessantly!

Jiang Huan did not know what he would face if the system failed to suppress the Number Nine artifact spirit.

However, to simply abandon Zhang Yu when he had the ability to help was something he could not bring himself to do.

To repay the kindness of others with all one's might.
To destroy those who bring harm, even if it means being shattered to pieces.

This was Jiang Huan's set of values.

He gritted his teeth and sprinted toward the church, cursing himself for not having grown another pair of legs.

Yet, at this moment, Zhang Yu had already...

Deng Lei had no intention of losing his job just for an autograph or a photo; even a disciplinary penalty would outweigh any gain.

Zhang He took a deep breath, a flash of pain crossing his eyes. He knew these soldiers had completely lost their courage and could no longer distinguish between friend and foe. Under such circumstances, to ensure the main formation was not thrown into chaos by these people and subsequently ruthlessly trampled by the enemy's heavy cavalry, resorting to lethal force was the only option left.

Yet no matter how much he told himself that he no longer loved her, when truly faced with him once more, ripples still inevitably stirred within the sea of her heart.

Oddly enough, she was not sleeping. She certainly was not doing this out of a sudden urge to listen to lectures or to become a model student—do not think of her as being that noble.

This time, Muysis commanded his own men to take the lead, charging toward the center of the island. Xia Hao had not wiped out all the demons, nor did he have that much time to spare. The number of demons on the island was still quite substantial. With a golden lamp hovering above his head, Muysis completely ignored the corruption of demonic Qi, acting straightforwardly as the primary vanguard.

Mai Zi's face instantly flushed to the roots of her ears, and an infinite sense of ambiguity surged within the narrow confines of the kitchen.

If Yuan Shao had possessed even half of Liu Xie's boldness, perhaps by now—let alone Qingzhou and Youzhou—Liu Xie would be facing a Yuan Shao who controlled Qing, You, Bing, Ji, as well as Yan and Yu provinces. As the leader of the feudal coalition back then, Yuan Shao had possessed exceptionally deep capital, but regrettably, he failed to seize the critical moment and missed many fine opportunities.

Now, seeing Tracy McGrady lose a three-point shooting contest to Shen Yang—an ordinary person who was not even a basketball player—Yao Ming showing restraint by not kicking him while he was down was already a sign of a kind heart.

"You, you, were you the one speaking just now?" Xiao Rang asked in absolute terror, pointing at the corpse while stammering.

The camp gates slowly opened, and Zhang Xiu cast a glance at a close retainer behind him. The retainer nodded silently and drew a signaling arrow from his quiver.

Shangguan Jin found that she still relied on Qifan. Every time she returned to the Prince's estate and caught sight of that transcendent, ethereal figure, her heart would suddenly settle.

Returning to his desk, Shangguan Che wore a faint smile at the corners of his lips as he resumed his unfinished work.

"Your injuries?" Aside from murmuring these three words, Shangguan Mubai was powerless to say anything more, remaining dazed and unable to snap back to reality for a long time.

Zhang Miao was even less fortunate. Did she really think she could escape this calamity by playing mute and obediently taking a scolding? Keep dreaming.

For several consecutive days, Han Zhe came every day to pick up Su Meng for dinner, movies, and the like. Su Meng generally agreed whenever she was free. Han Zhe never crossed any boundaries, but through information revealed either intentionally or unintentionally, he made Su Meng feel that he liked her and was pursuing her.

Kang Fanini's heartbeat accelerated somewhat. That meant as long as she received the initial five hundred thousand, the debts she currently needed to pay off would be settled, and the shop could gradually be renovated and regain its vitality?

"What? The vital essence of seventy-eight men? You've killed so many people?" Xia Yue cried out in shock upon hearing this.

Tracing the footsteps of their past journey, the five of them arrived at the outermost region of the sixth peak, caught sight of the suspension bridge, and stepped onto it without hesitation.

Although a bloody mist isolated visibility and detection waves, the fluctuations caused by the battle between the Black-Desire Divine Monkey and the Azure-Spirit Blood-Winged Bird simply could not be concealed.

Nonsense, according to his detector, these soldiers had a combat power of only a little over a hundred, which was completely inadequate in front of him, a grand boss with a power level exceeding ten thousand.

Since you are shameless enough to throw yourself at me, how could there be any reason not to slap you a few times?

The driver navigated the road, sitting in the front, while I carried my backpack and luggage and sat in the back. Sandwiched between us, the two of us squeezed Qi Qi right into the middle.

Evading the attacks of the sharp blade was something Zhang Tianxing was truly adept at; a simple sidestep was all it took. That was not a heavy cleaving slash, but merely a stabbing motion targeting a single point on the body.

The Myriad-Treasure Emperor roared repeatedly, his eyes wide with an incredulous expression, utterly unable to believe the scene before him. His most cherished Heavenly God Set had actually been brazenly snatched away by Ling Tian. The development of events completely exceeded the Myriad-Treasure Emperor's expectations.

Uncle Zhong's face was gloomy as he opened his mouth and listed every single flaw that MT had exposed.

The clouds and firmament ten thousand miles above Chaoge City abruptly scattered, and the shattered sky was violently torn toward both sides by a pair of giant hands, revealing a massive hollow vortex.

Guo Lengyue knelt on one leg, placing one hand over her chest, and said in a chilling voice, "This subordinate obeys her orders." Immediately, more than two hundred death-row soldiers all knelt on the ground and said respectfully to Guo Lengyue, "Commander."

At this stage, he could control at most a single spirit beast; even when the cooldown period ended, he could not control two simultaneously.

The result was quite disappointing—not some patterned fruit design, but merely some purplish, spherical fruits.

Eating a few fewer steamed buns a day was not something Changbao found particularly distressing. Thus, she said nothing, while over there, she silently shared a bit of awkward stubbornness with Tian Ye.

This crisis, which could hardly be considered too major, thus temporarily came to an end. The Empress sent someone to summon her, which was precisely what Su Jianman had hoped for in her heart. Even if the Empress had not sent anyone, she would have sought an opportunity to request an audience with her.

At first, she wept and wailed endlessly within Cide Palace, lamenting the passing of her "beauty"! But later on, she gradually savored the taste of it, feeling that her palace was akin to a cold palace—desolate at the doorstep, entirely forbidden from leaving the palace, and unable even to see her emperor son. It was evident that she had been completely sidelined.