Volume 1, Chapter 32: Bai Su

"Too late. Your skin is quite nice, actually; I’ll take it to make a fur coat. Ha!" Ye Bufan replied arrogantly.

Although the Silver-Feathered Blood Cicada Python’s hide was thick and tough, the Soul-Drawing Spear possessed a Grade Nine hardness, easily capable of slicing through it. He slit its belly to extract the demon core. The python was not yet dead, but its physical body was undeniably ruined, and it feared it might even be eaten by this human. Seizing the moment, it allowed its Nascent Soul to escape, hoping to flee.

Beneath its feet lay a scene of fading brilliance and rising ash—the remnants of the insect-form Heavenly Demons annihilated by the massive explosion.

The tomb was vast, much larger than it had appeared from a distance. It bore no inscription or tablet, making it impossible to identify who was buried there or when.

Once the ascent began, many lost their grip and fell, yet others gritted their teeth and clung desperately to the cliffs, exhausted but refusing to give up.

Hu Sanniang watched in horror as countless javelins flew from the brush on both sides. It turned out the Golden Spear Battalion, in addition to their hooked spears, carried three short spears on their backs to be used as javelins. Hundreds of these projectiles rained down on the retainers of the Zhu and Hu estates. A chorus of screams erupted, and countless men were pinned to the ground, unable to move.

An imperial decree was issued immediately to confer titles: the First Prince, Han Liang, was granted the rank of Prince of the First Rank with the honorary title "Ying" (Heroic); the Second Prince, Han Zhi, was granted the rank of Prince of the First Rank with the title "Yong" (Valiant); and the Fourth Prince, Han Feng, was granted the rank of Prince of the First Rank with the title "Hui" (Wise).

The palace construction was overseen by Wu Xiu, the retired Master of Works. Despite his advanced age, he had been invited by Ju Shou to take charge of the entire project.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed several fireballs, vaporizing the bloody faces. But more kept appearing, thick as a swarm of bees, wrapping tightly around him from all sides.

Spring faded into autumn, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed. That year, Zhao Ji changed the reign title once more to Zhenghe, derived from the phrase "the governance of the people is harmonious," reflecting Zhao Ji's expectations for the future. In that same year, the Liao Kingdom also adopted the reign title Tianqing, as if the two greatest powers in East Asia were signaling something in unison.

Jiang De paused, noticing that while youths like Wang Gui had picked up their chopsticks, veterans like Zhou Tong remained perfectly still.

Before long, led by a soldier, a hulking, fierce-looking man walked in.

Three days after her wedding, when Shen Ning returned for her first visit home, she brought news: someone had attempted to poison Ying Nantu to render him infertile, which was essentially an attempt to destroy Shen Ning’s future. This news instantly cast a gloom over the Shen family.

This was the first time Ren Yaoqi had performed such an intimate gesture in her presence, and she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The sword transformed into a crimson "Vermilion Bird," flying toward Ling Feng. The sight was stunning, but beneath this beauty lay an aura of endless danger.

The roads were empty at night, and I reached Wangdao Garden in just twenty-five minutes, running two red lights along the way.

Sun Xiaoqing snuggled in the passenger seat, tilting her head to watch the scenery outside, a trace of confusion in her eyes.

As he spoke, a flash appeared in Lei Yu’s hand, and a long sword, one and a half meters in length, materialized.

Blood Cultivators had an even more troublesome trait: as long as their blood remained, they could not die. Even if you dried out or pulverized their bodies, they could resurrect as long as a single drop of blood existed.

To mark the occasion with proper solemnity, Emperor Changtai elevated the County Princess Rongping to the rank of Commandery Princess as a wedding gift. Simultaneously, Shen Zexi was granted the title of Commandery Princess’s Consort, and after the wedding, he was appointed to the post of Assistant Minister of the Court of Imperial Entertainments, a position of the sixth rank. The Emperor even personally inscribed the plaque for the Commandery Princess’s mansion where they would reside, not to mention the many other gifts bestowed upon the Shen family.

"This is impossible!" Wallace was filled with shock, unable to believe the fact. If Ling Feng had possessed battle qi, he could have accepted it, but it was clear Ling Feng had no battle qi at all—how could he possess such immense power?