Day 29
A square metal plate on the wall emanated a faint pulse of soul power; clearly, it was a soul tool. As Salas pressed his right palm against it, a thin layer of red light radiated from the plate, instantly enveloping his hand.
Si Niang did not understand, nor was she literate. She brushed the matter aside, for she was, after all, his true biological mother, and a smile finally blossomed on her face.
A light sword flew from behind Wu Yi. With a flick of his finger, the blade transformed into a shooting star, striking toward his opponent's face with lightning speed. Before the target could even attempt to dodge, the sword pierced straight through their chest, leaving behind a bloody, gaping wound.
Due to unforeseen circumstances, Wang Tianxie and the overly violent pseudo-loli were forced into a stalemate with the remnants of the "Three Good Men" trio.
I offered an obscure reply, borrowing a few lines from the Book of Songs. I am not that bird of great bitterness, but a crane—a fish lurking in the abyss, now only occasionally revealing a glimmer of talent. Yet, I must study diligently, using the wisdom of my predecessors as a whetstone to polish myself into a fine piece of jade.
Lu Bufan had always been a man of immense composure, yet when it came to Ma Qingqing, all his schemes and patience seemed to have been devoured by a dog.
Sun Jiaqiang asked this because he knew Shao Yiming's character all too well. Whenever this fellow approached him proactively, it was either to ask for a favor or because he had stirred up trouble that required Sun to clean up the mess; there had never been an exception.
Xu Fu is considered a legendary figure among the Fate Hunters. After hunting the rare and peerless fates "Blood Suppression" and "Ten Thousand Mile Massacre" for Qin Shi Huang and helping him unify the world, he traveled to Japan to hunt vampires in search of immortality for the Emperor.
Beyond the "Chiyo-zuru no Taro" odachi, renowned as the finest blade under heaven, the Magari family of Echizen Province also possessed another odachi named "Chiyo-zuru no Jiro." While not as sharp as its predecessor, it remained a top-tier masterpiece.
With such events occurring at such a time, no one could remain calm, as everyone sensed it was the precursor to a storm.
His face twisted instantly, a hint of latent resentment surfacing. Gritting his teeth, he tore the paper into shreds and let them flutter into the trash bin beside him.
Watching Ai Feng’s confident expression, Feng Buping had a foreboding feeling that Ai Feng might have a hidden ace up his sleeve.
When he awoke from his harrowing nightmare, he believed he had returned to the real world, never suspecting that it was merely a second layer of illusion crafted by Lin Chutian.
Suddenly, Lin Chutian saw "Bu Feng Mo Bu Cheng Huo" in the mobile video clip perform a hand seal and point his sword-fingers forward, unleashing a beam of ink-black divine power.
"You must be a good person. The elders in our tribe always said humans are selfish and cruel, never valuing other races. You must be kind to have brokered an alliance between the Human and Barbarian tribes," the girl said, looking at Ren Fei with admiration.
Kakadong was well aware of these matters. Thus, when he saw Zhang Miao once again produce ninja fragments and perform the Summoning Jutsu after Nara Kajiao and Yamanaka Haier, a fervent gleam ignited in his eyes.
At worst, he could simply share some of the benefits he received from the young master with his son. Besides, the young master did not treat his son poorly; perhaps he even intended to groom Yu'er, and he would eventually find a chance for the boy to become the young master's apprentice.
He did not want to see the current empire overthrown, so he conspired with Seryu. I suspect their goal was to usurp the Prime Minister’s position, or perhaps even the throne itself.
Ren Woxing was even more bewildered, unable to understand why Shen Jiahao would suddenly utter such words and then vanish immediately after.
"Fine! I won't go back to Great-Grandmother's, is that enough?" Shen Xiran realized that her uncle was a monster, a cunning old fox; nothing could be hidden from him, and it wasn't fun at all.
The others routinely checked the information against the iron tablets. Once confirmed, they called out a name to Wang Ning and were led away.
"Hmph, that’s right. Fighting is forbidden in this camp, or you will face the resistance of everyone—that is the rule! There is another: bullying the merchants and commoners here is strictly prohibited!" Qing Miao said with cold anger.
Regardless, having won the Source Music Award, Kim Sung-han felt he should offer his congratulations. He sent a message and called Jessica, congratulating her over the speakerphone.
"By the way! OPPA! I’m done arguing with you; there is something I’m about to tell you that will definitely make you jealous." Changing from her angry expression after being pulled aside by Seohyun, Im Yoona looked at Kim Sung-han with a mischievous grin, as if about to share a secret.
However, this only made Lin Bingling’s exquisite and moving face harder to conceal. In the shop, she drew the gazes of many, who stared at her in a daze, unable to look away.
After that empire was destroyed, the remnants arrived at these uncharted seas to establish the Muwang Immortal Island. Now a third-rate power with hundreds of thousands of inhabitants, it still maintained deep connections to the Imperial Continent.