Chapter 108: Formidable

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The air split again and again as Shen Hai sent one fist after another smashing toward Xu Yang’s vital points.

Yet Xu Yang moved as lightly and freely as a fish in water.

Each of Shen Hai’s fierce attacks was effortlessly dissolved by him.

And so, though the battle looked terrifying, after more than a dozen exchanges...

Watching them in such fearful, sorrowful dismay, they looked exactly like ducklings being forced onto a perch, waiting only to be tormented.

When he finished speaking, Gong Yuyue’s cold, swordlike brows tightened faintly. Using his divine skill, he slowly wrenched the crystal sphere toward himself. Silver flames burst in all directions, their sharp brilliance dazzling, and that overwhelming power was swallowed into his palm.

“What? Commander Li is willing to give me a thirty percent stake in the Datong River ironworks?” Jin Zhizhen had never expected Li Ye’s attitude to turn so completely around.

He fixed her with stern black eyes. After a long while, once he was certain she truly did not dare, he finally relaxed.

The curtains around the bed were a soft rose-red, and in the candlelight they took on an ambiguous hue, almost as if they were beckoning him closer. Xuan Ming began to feel uneasy; the overwhelming awkwardness drove him to want to flee this room. He sat in a chair not far from the bed, his thoughts in utter disarray.

Still, seeing a faint trace of reluctance in Linghu Yixue’s eyes, she would have taken a photograph if she had had a camera. Unfortunately, she did not know how to use one.

He leaped high into the air, then in a flash brushed past Shi Daoming and the several bodyguards beside him.

“Speak. Take your time. I’m not in a hurry.”

After Wang Xiu had only managed to utter the word “I,” his father’s voice unexpectedly grew calm.

After much deliberation, Wang Jie decided to set out within the next few days to explore the Thunder Venerable’s second dimension, in hopes of reaching the Spirit Sect realm as soon as possible.

A place untouched by worldly strife, where Xuan Ming and Jinse could forget everything that had come before and begin again.

Seeing that the situation was turning bad, Gao Shun led the Formation-Breaking Camp and ten thousand mounted and infantry troops from the rear to reinforce the left-flank horse archers.

It was only because she felt unbalanced that she wanted to find some flaw in Liu Cui to comfort herself. Liu Cui’s greatest flaw, of course, was that she could not bear children, and so Madam Liu said it outright. She did not care at all how Liu Cui would feel hearing it; she only knew that, by saying it, she herself felt much better.

After all, her mother had come from that sort of place, so she would certainly know more about things like this.

“Uncle Old Biscuit, don’t worry. As for when the water burial will be, I’ll go find a boat right now.”

For safety’s sake, I deleted some scenes that felt a little too bloody. This chapter is a bit shorter, so let it stand at that. In these unsettled times, staying alive is enough.

“Sister-in-law doesn’t want to tempt anyone else. She only wants to tempt you.”

Zhao Cuixia was already overcome with passion. As she spoke, both of her arms had wrapped around Li Erlong, and by then even Li Erlong’s last shred of clarity had already vanished. He pulled Zhao Cuixia straight into his embrace.

“Hello, my name is Tao Maocheng.” I replied softly, with a touch of delight. After all, besides me, he was the second boy here.

But Lin Yier still overlooked one thing: the Eight Soul-Locking Formation. This sword formation was truly a soul formation; it required no sword energy at all, only sufficiently powerful soul force.

Henei, Hedong, Xihe, Shangdang, Yingchuan, Runan, and Nanyang commanderies were once again struck by drought and locusts. It seemed the autumn harvest was lost.

I was so frightened that I shut my eyes and shrank back, but he did not strike. When I opened my eyes, I saw Wu Junxi staring at me, his hand held out before me. His gaze shifted to the wooden comb in my hand, then to his own hand... I understood. He wanted me to give him the comb.