Chapter 24

As she thought again that her husband was none other than General Bo, who at that very moment was also fighting valiantly on the battlefield, leading them all in resisting the enemy, her excitement deepened into greater admiration and emotion. She could not help but feel even more confidence in both the general and the outcome of this war.

Yisheng slowly sipped the porridge from the spoon he offered her, her cheeks still tinged with a shy flush she could not quite conceal.

Indeed, there was a powerful force behind the casino, though it was not the greatest in the world. That was why the manager adopted a conciliatory approach; even if he knew Lin Feng was backed by someone, he could believe Lin Feng stayed for the money, thus avoiding offending any particular faction.

“You’ll see a brand-new Sucro,” Yang Sufeng said calmly, his tone steady and confident.

The Tian Ning warriors under his command had already been roused to feverish excitement by He Ruozhi’s explosive display. Cheering loudly, they now drew their weapons, eager to demonstrate their own skills.

Gathered here were all the principal participants in the expedition, including the Tang clan and senior professors from Mingguang Academy.

“It seems Ancestor Wei is determined to obtain the treasures of the Immortal Palace; not only has he come himself, but he’s sent more than one split soul at the transformation stage,” Wang Xian remarked with a light laugh.

After observing for a while, Wang Xian suddenly snapped back to reality. He realized that once Yao Ji Bing finished slaughtering the desolate tribe’s cultivators, she would likely come for him next. He needed to find the ancient scripture and flee before she emerged.

Suddenly, Sha Wulei sensed something strange—a faint disruptive wave vibrated through its computational center.

“Then prove me wrong with your victory,” He Ruozhi said, shaking out his hands and bouncing in place, playfully demonstrating a zombie-style boxing move.

Zhuo Qing appeared much the same as two years before, clad in a black-and-white brocade robe, holding an ancient, unadorned black sword. Upon stepping out, he first gazed toward the ferry, then turned to the woods. Noticing something, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, but he soon turned back and, raising a hand, made a polite gesture for the others to proceed.

Of course, what left the deepest impression on Wenren Junmin was that soon after entering the courtyard, he saw an extremely simple spirit hall. Had he not seen Yu Jie there burning paper offerings, Wenren Junmin would have seriously suspected he’d encountered a ghost in the dead of night.

He lowered his gaze, and what he saw was Luo Youge’s bloodless face, curled up on the ground in fear and vulnerability.

During this time, Lei Mingjiu personally led fifty thousand troops to intercept the second cavalry detachment coming from the Xu family in an attempt to relieve their besieged kin.

Bai Xi nodded at these words, snorted coldly, and pushed An Zhi, along with her medical kit, out of the room.

The name Chang He was not one Gu Qingnian heard often, but it left a deep impression nonetheless.

In the next room, Chu Yunni and Chu He, along with four other men, sat around a large round table, drinking and talking merrily.

Upon hearing Li Dakang’s rebuke, Li Fan’s eyes flickered. He soon felt a splitting headache coming on, clutching his head in pain.

“The Blood of Ten Thousand Poisons…” Nangong Chengyue stroked his white beard, his gaze growing deeper.

“How long has it even been? You’ve called me over a hundred times—are you the King of Hell here to claim my life?” As soon as he picked up the call, Li Fan cursed irritably.

Whether it was deadly sword arts or stealth assassinations, all were among the best in the Qin Empire and the Six States. Yet Lyu Xun’s face was dark; he had never expected that a noble from Shandong would have such a formidable expert at his side.

But now Pepper was at Stark Tower and couldn’t witness his success, so Aldrich turned his attention to his nemesis, Tony, who had once humiliated him.

Gu Changping’s situation was like a balloon with a hole—no matter how much air he tried to blow in, it never regained its former fullness.

She met Qin Hao’s eyes, finding his expression blank, but his gaze was probing, making her quite uneasy.

The spiritual energy levels of the rainbow’s seven colors were all normal, whether achieved through natural talent or hard work. From red to violet, spiritual energy only improved in quality and quantity.

Her voice, melodious as a celestial song, carried an almost musical cadence as she recited in the bustling marketplace, possessing an unparalleled power to move the heart.

Sudden disaster and rampant rumors had, overnight, turned the Pei family into a byword for misfortune. No one would speak to them, not even to exchange a word.

Wangchuan City was a thriving metropolis, its streets crowded with vendors, offering an endless array of strange and marvelous wares to delight the eyes.

The boy’s eyes were filled with murderous intent. Li Fei nodded frantically, knowing that if the boy said he would kill him, he would certainly carry it out.

Such a thing was rare in this godforsaken place. Though the county seat was not far, poor transportation made it inconvenient, and no one wanted to trouble the cook too often.

Bai Lie spoke fearlessly, signaling to Long Fei with his eyes that he was fully prepared for anything.

She, too, had once been a government official’s daughter, but ended up in a brothel because her father and brothers had taken the wrong side during the Campaign of Pacification.

Moreover, Long Fei had indeed committed murder—and not just anyone, but the most powerful man in Jinghai City. Given that, such treatment was only to be expected.

The first time someone addressed her by her given name, Qianxi felt a strange sensation in her heart. Perhaps she was overthinking it—maybe he was only lowering himself for the sake of her senior’s reputation.

In that case, her best friend Nie Ting would probably choose to entrust her and Chen Qi with something important.

Lan Cheng’s reaction made the guards even more reluctant to look into the secret chamber. Now, they didn’t even dare to move.

Now that Tsunade had given her last bit of money to Li Yalin, what could she use to pay her debts?

And if you thought about it, he might have had some self-healing power at the time, or a talent for speeding up cultivation, or even enhanced resilience in his core.

Looking at this group before him, Zhou Daren realized these were likely the ones he would take north to “spread the faith.” Suddenly, his head ached—not only did he not want to see them, but as he fixed his gaze on Fatty, he wondered, why did this man have to look so detestable?

She cried into her pillow until dawn, then weakly got up, staring at her reflection in the mirror—her eyes swollen like peaches, the puffiness refusing to go down no matter how much she applied warm compresses.