Chapter 68

“You still want more? Money-grubber.” Huang Taiji tapped his nose. “When the time comes, your New Year’s money won’t be forgotten.” Huang Taiji’s birthday fell on December 28, right before the Spring Festival.

After arriving in Jianghai City, he had come to see Yang Feng right away. Even though Li Hao was also watching the animated Journey to the West at the time, Su Yangzi’s attention was fixed on Yang Feng—there was no chance he’d sit down to watch television.

Hearing the restless commotion outside, the Grand White Star only wished to turn his horse around and return to the Celestial Court. But his arm was gripped tightly by Sun Wukong, leaving him utterly immobile and compelled to follow the Monkey King before Yang Jian, where he finally sat down.

Only then did he find a moment to help Pear Fragrance Wild Chrysanthemum down from the rocky peak; she, still reeling from the shock, gradually regained her composure.

It was just one sentence, but when her parents sold her to the brothel, she still nodded obediently. Even though she was a cultivator with considerable ability, she did not resist.

Three terrifying powerhouses had arrived, natives of the Imperial Road, each one a supreme being at the utmost peak of the universe, their might unparalleled as they rode strange beasts that shattered space beneath their feet.

Huang Taiji watched her departing figure, his expression subtly shifting. Seeing this, Fulin dismissed the servants from the room, instructing them to take Shuya and Yilede to tend their wounds, while he stayed behind to wait on Huang Taiji personally. Slowly, Huang Taiji closed his eyes, and, unexpectedly, a single tear slid down his cheek.

“Sis, I was wrong…” As soon as Zhao Lei opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Xue’s tear-streaked face. The siblings clung to each other and wept bitterly. Witnessing this, Wind Gentleman made a gesture to Xiao Yunyi, and the two quietly slipped out of the hospital room.

Their whispered conversation drew little attention from the Bai family, for battle had already broken out on the thirtieth floor. Unexpectedly, Chu Han did not resort to any brutal techniques but instead engaged Bai Yibai and Bai Liang, the two brothers, in a straightforward close-quarters fight.

Yang Tiancan made a phone call to confirm his fellow townsman was home, then drove me over.

But without spiritual energy to support him, Perfected Qingjue’s physical strength had already faded. If struck by a blade, it could easily be fatal.

Everything Orochimaru had done seemed aimed at resurrecting Kaguya-hime. But what, then, was his true goal?

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Meng Fanhai. Zhang Yiming knew perfectly well that Meng Fanhai was the most fearsome enemy.

Though Kakashi’s departure was a voluntary resignation, in these people’s eyes, it was surely Tsunade who forced him out.

Cao Gaisi said impatiently, “No more waiting. I have to hurry back tonight. If you see those two idiots, tell them to follow afterward.” Evidently, this was not the first such occurrence; Cao Gaisi showed not the slightest suspicion.

“That’s right. The rumors in the village are getting more serious, and it’s even been said that Kakashi-sensei intends to defect.” Sasuke said gravely.

Zhang Yifan was so angry he could have cursed. After leaving earlier, he had wandered in circles, attracting the aggro of dozens of mechanical crocodiles, then summoned the Wings of the Empty Sea for a single devastating strike that wiped them all out.

The reason Kakashi left the ANBU in Yamato’s hands was because Yamato had worked with him the longest, was most familiar with its operations, and was well-liked within the organization.

This proved that Xia Liu’s holy power truly existed, and moreover, its purity far surpassed his own.

Recently, every holiday, Stone had begged to be brought to see Master Lu Lin. Guo Tao, helpless, finally agreed to bring Stone by on the first day of the new year, when he had time.

There was a lively discussion below the stage, while onstage, the two contestants, led by staff, listened to the organizers’ introduction as they examined the vehicle’s interior.

Zhao Dantian had no intention of letting this illustrious honor legion be wiped out. In his plan, once Japan was pacified, Pavlov’s foreign legion would be stationed as garrison troops for the Han Empire, sharing the responsibility of overseeing Japan with other forces.

Several days later, after resting for a while at Marineford, Refa was summoned to the Fleet Admiral’s office.

Zhao Shiqing frowned, suddenly sensing something amiss—had this person set their sights on next year’s military budget?

Major smartphone forums—Huawei, Meizu, Vivo, and others—all received the same custom ROM package.

Due to the trolls joining the Horde, and under the suppression of King Rastakhan and Prophet Zul’jin—and following the betrayal of Witch Doctor Jin’du—this faith had to be practiced in secret.

Zhuang Xia would not hesitate over such people; he would not waste an ounce of effort—he simply killed them.

At that time, the Kingdom of Joseon practiced a separation of military and government. To control the national army and prevent the rise of private forces, the royal family had converted most soldiers into a reserve-like system.

Even though the suspected party, Xiao Yao, had never issued a public response, the enthusiasm of the media and reporters for covering the story remained undiminished. A journalist from Huaxia, while filming and reporting graffiti at a street corner, happened to encounter two sanitation workers, clad in uniforms, scrubbing off the painted markings.

After hanging up, Zhou Fangyuan thought for a moment, but did not rush home. Instead, he dialed another number.

The sound of helicopter blades, growing from distant to near, heralded a sightseeing chopper circling above the rooftop. A rope was lowered from the cabin.

Below, the ground burned fiercely. The flames licked at the half-damp upper layer, sending thick smoke billowing into the sky.

Thinking of Fengwu, Zhou Hongyun silently took out the casket containing her ashes. But just as sorrow welled up in his heart again, he sensed something strange. He quickly placed his hand atop the casket and slowly opened it—his hand trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and stopped her foot mid-step. A black ring, buried among the gravel by the stream, was just barely exposed by the flow of water.

Now, the skies above the northern frontier of the Black Fire Ant Kingdom were never safe; at any time, parasitic wasps and the like might swoop down, hunting stray ants or spying on the kingdom’s movements.