Chapter 17

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It seemed that although his command skills were not outstanding, when combined with his own advantages, he was by no means weak.

A punch was thrown, seemingly containing the truths of heaven and earth, an incredibly terrifying spiritual power wildly emanating from it. This force appeared to suppress everything, a domineering strike at its peak.

Wang Hao’s expression was indifferent. Was this a warning? A demand to respect Wang Tianyang? To avoid offending him?

This should have made Su Yunliang feel as if facing a formidable enemy, but now the gluttonous rat had arbitrarily recognized her as the master, turning the threat into an advantage.

The restrictions on these sacred pills were mostly set by powerful Celestial Realm cultivators. Although these barriers were primarily designed to prevent the medicinal power of the pills from dissipating, they were not easy to break.

Huang Hailian’s disciples, like the others, flushed red-faced, some even more embarrassed and frustrated than the rest.

“Let go of me! If you don’t, I swear I’ll call for help!” Yun Yichu never expected Shen Qingwu to still have such strength and couldn’t help but shout.

This arranged marriage drew the attention of the entire court and was widely congratulated. Upon seeing the imperial edict granting the marriage, Gu Guangye grinned broadly, his joy overflowing.

Su Yunxi’s temper was no better. She had been holding back, hoping to turn things around with spiritual food, but seeing her painstakingly prepared dish rejected by Su Yunxue, how could she still endure?

At Crescent Bay Harbor, a thousand warships were docked. In the center on land stood five simple chairs draped in World Government military uniforms, white capes fluttering gently in the sea breeze. Behind them, troops came and went. Amid the thunderous footsteps, they arranged themselves strategically, surrounding Crescent Bay Harbor.

Zhang Feng silently counted the time, waiting for King Qi to respond to his request and reprimand Iron Face, but several tens of seconds passed with no sound.

“You fat pig, are you laughing at me? You must be tired of living!” Song Zhe threatened viciously.

Lan Lianxia didn’t understand the Empress’s words, but she wondered why the Empress would say such things openly before the Emperor. Wasn’t she worried the Emperor would suspect her of colluding with court officials?

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The joint lock on the opposite joint was executed with perfect speed, force, and angle. Wang Dazhi, standing behind, observed everything clearly and admired Chen Xudong’s technique. It seemed that Chen Xudong’s reputation in the Fengtian police force was well-deserved.

Liu Wei had no idea what Nie Wei and the others were thinking; he was hesitating whether to descend or not.

Setting other issues aside, the house before him was simply perfect for a boxing gym.

A swirl of black smoke continuously poured out from the nested dolls, growing thicker and denser until a writhing human-shaped shadow composed of black smoke gradually emerged.

A brazen voice came from the other end of the phone. Before we could say anything, the call ended with a series of beeps — the other party had gone offline.

This was a notorious black market shop, where the owner and his assistants were all criminals who frequently robbed passersby and committed murder and theft. Today, spotting a fat target, how could they let it go?

Feng not only refused to let go but also performed a fancy ear-tugging, pulling Hao Lan’s ears left and right, causing unbearable pain.

“You know the door is locked,” Duanmu replied casually, still sitting motionless as a mountain.

Gu made a living by gathering firewood, often drinking to ease his loneliness. He would enter the mountains to collect wood, carry it to the market to sell, and use the money to buy more wine. Over time, he became a hopeless alcoholic who felt miserable if he went a day without drinking.

On the way, Wang Tao encountered a scholar taking the imperial examination, who claimed to be from Yanshi County, named Li Jin. The two shared similar ideals and instantly felt a deep kinship. They engaged in intimate conversation, appreciating each other’s knowledge and talents, both feeling they had met a kindred spirit late in life. At a fork in the road, Li Jin said he had urgent business southward and promised to meet again at the examination venue.

Seeing seven dragon shadows closing in from other directions, the corpse demon gritted its teeth and unleashed all the accumulated power since its resurrection.

“Don’t you want to have me? The price is just one piece of information,” Sarna said seductively, wrapping her arms around the neck of the Tree of Life.

The dream ended. Bing Lan opened her eyes. The morning light was so bright, the sky so clear, yet why did the feelings in the dream seem so vivid and intense? It was time to carefully weigh the gains and losses.

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The elder was originally a senior member of the Yin Corpse Sect and knew how formidable the old woman’s Yin corpse was. Its body was as tough as granite… but it was still shattered in the right arm by Lin Aotian’s punch. Naturally, it dared not withstand another blow from him and could only helplessly retreat quickly.

Yi Xian was a divine artist whose skill was extraordinary. From then on, his cat paintings were lifelike and vivid. His fame spread widely, drawing numerous patrons who paid handsomely to commission him, making Yi Xian wealthy.

Since the Japanese puppet troops at the Qiaokou stronghold cooperated so well, if he, Li Ziyuan, did not seize this opportunity fully, wouldn’t he suffer a great loss? However, no matter how much Li Ziyuan provoked them, the Japanese puppet troops at Qiaokou refused to come out, clearly daring him to try, standing firm with the attitude that they would never leave.

Wu Yazi’s internal cultivation had long reached the stage of Innate Great Perfection. Although he hadn’t progressed an inch in over forty years, he had refined his internal power to be as flawless and pure as polished jade.

Wang Cheng’s words made Li Ziyuan pause slightly. He knew well the rough exterior and delicate interior of that older sister. However, Li Ziyuan had never imagined that his second sister, who was somewhat unconventional, actually possessed such skills. He understood the implications Wang Cheng hinted at.

“What does it mean that the Snow Chant doesn’t see snow?” Curious, Xuan Dan, just awakened by the noise, couldn’t help but ask.

Of course, Li Ziyuan wouldn’t dare form a new company with just these four new recruits one-on-one. He made internal adjustments, breaking up all existing units except for one battalion’s two companies. Each of the four new companies ensured at least three veterans per combat squad.

Ding Huo was uncertain but could not miss the chance. He did his best to keep pace with Hanniwa, running wild alongside him.

“Fellow Daoists, something bad is happening! This seems to be the Xuanyuan Arrow fired from the Qian Kun Bow. An old rival of mine from years ago has come!” A towering ancient pine shook, suddenly opening its bark mouth to let out a hoarse, strange cry.

“Waaah…” The dragon leech truly looked like a child caught in wrongdoing, crying and running away in a flash.

At dawn, Hua Qingyi and Xie Nianyi returned to the inn. Though the Seven-Color Workshop was fine, it was not where they belonged.