Volume 1, Chapter 61: Inferior to Qin Songting

Zhu Nao’s smile deepened as he reached out to take the roster and began to look it over. The names written on the list were indeed capable and talented individuals within the Yanzhou army; he had even heard of a few of them, and some could practically be considered Xie Wuji’s right-hand men.

Whether they chose to continue their existence in the netherworld of the nine springs or enter the cycle of reincarnation, their lives would turn out better than those of ordinary peers at the same stage.

Yu Kai had not expected so many guests to arrive at his home. Most of them had come to inquire about Yu Qing, wanting to pledge their loyalty to her while simultaneously worrying that she might settle old scores, as she was not as easy to talk to as Yang Jiuhuai.

The restrictions of the "Stellar Covenant" were numerous. Furthermore, Liang Ji and Peng Yue had only recently completed their Void Refinement and array-setting processes, meaning the duration and frequency with which they could fight using the projected power of their natal star systems were also limited.

To prove that he was not the true culprit who murdered Old Master Liu, the deputy commander broke through the encirclement overnight and wiped out the enemy forces, yet he never returned himself.

During the final battle at the Elemental Nest, Liang Ji’s眷族 (peoples/眷族) also reaped substantial rewards, essentially collecting elemental spirit crystals of all attributes—ranging from one or two to seven or eight of each, totaling over fifty pieces.

Aside from branch warehouse revenues, the reputation of the financial research institute would also attract professional investors to choose the brokerage seats affiliated with it. Combined with various other conveniences, this illustrated the importance of the research institute to the brokerage firms.

Liao Xiuzhang looked at Yu Qing’s growing belly day by day with overwhelming worry. Every time he saw Yu Qing walking, he would automatically step forward to support her, which amused Yu Qing greatly while also filling her heart with warmth.

At this moment, He Yuzhu lowered his gaze to look at Su Meng, who was trying to hide, taking in her white nurse's uniform paired with fishnet stockings.

As for the illusory giant dragon, it was the spirit of the dragon vein, formed through the continuous accumulation and convergence of the consciousness of all living things in this place over millions of years.

When Xiahou Guang raised his head again, his expression had already returned to normal. However, his blood-red eyes, resembling those of a demon, were filled with hatred and ferocity.

"Captain... stop chasing..." At that moment, Yan Zheng’s slightly panicked voice rang out through the earpiece. Chen Xuanwei’s footsteps slammed hard onto the ground, rooting him in place as if they had grown roots.

These roasted chickens were given by the villagers. Knowing that we were leaving, they had prepared a great many things for us.

Only the scattered, half-man-highbraziers, cast entirely from brass, held raging flames that burned fiercely and never went out.

If the young master’s guard unit or elite psychic combat team were present, dealing with these three monsters would be a breeze.

His ghost-cultivator body was forced to dart and dodge around the confined space, yet he could not shake off the shroud of the red lotus that influenced the entire small area.

Hah, if it were their Manchu soldiers slaughtering the Ming dynasty officials and soldiers instead, no such thoughts would likely cross their minds.

It was just a pity that, apart from a few public areas, most scenes and bosses in the game *World of Darkness* only refreshed once a day, rendering a lot of experience points inapplicable.

Hearing this, Crown Prince Zhu Hecheng could not help but deflate, casting a yearning look toward Chu Jiangqiu.

"I agree with that." Hearing Marcia say this, Branch President Jacques wore a slight smile, his gaze directed at her carrying a playful nuance.

Lin Qingyin listened from the side in speechlessness, while Wen Yu felt she shouldn't be staying here because she couldn't understand any of it.

Wu Dongyu felt a wave of dizziness, and what flashed through her mind was: is she experiencing domestic violence? Tears fell from her cheeks as if they cost nothing.

Originally, he had been worried that Senior Brother Mofeng’s marriage would deal a heavy blow to his cousin. Now, however, it seemed her condition was quite good. Seeing that she truly seemed to have let go, he was happy for her, glad that his cousin had reverted to her previous lively and cheerful self.

Moreover, the more cultivators the Tang family lost, the better it was for the Leng family. Just think about it! With one fewer high-level cultivator in the Tang family, the pressure on the Leng family lessened by that much.

Peter Guo rubbed his nose, habitually standing in the spot beside her. He was the closest, yet forever blocked by an invisible wall.

Tong Yanqi kept his arm around Wu Dongyu. This building had been sealed off, and bodyguards could not come up; leaving Wu Dongyu alone here was simply never reassuring.

Seeing Sect Master Tao Ran standing outside the door, along with the two masters Luo Zhan and Gong Danmei, Lin Yi could not help but freeze in astonishment.

I noticed that Fourth Brother’s gaze was somewhat evasive. In fact, bringing the recording was primarily to listen to Fourth Brother’s opinion; after all, Fourth Brother and I spent almost all four years of college together. If we were old friends, his advice should be somewhat reliable.

Looking at the colorful food on the menu, Yang Liu wished she could try every single one. Yet time was limited, so she ultimately settled for simple steak, pasta, salad, and a serving of ice cream cake. Yang Aimin had no such concerns; he ordered a bit of everything that looked appealing to the eye—both Chinese and Western styles—intending to eat until he was completely full.

Members of the Dark Star dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out. Although their current actions were out of their control, their full equipment and abilities were still suppressed by the Super System and unusable, forcing them to obediently hand over ingots.

The soldiers of the Southern Frontier did light a large pile of torches, but what good did that do? No matter how big the torches they lit were, they could not illuminate the city walls a hundred meters away, let alone the city walls tens of meters high.

Tang Yu advancing in rank was a good thing, but advancing in rank here was definitely not a good thing. This was someone else's territory; advancing your rank here was a textbook definition of courting death?

Heavenly Puppet Divine King looked at Tang Yu with satisfaction and smiled, saying: "You have completely inherited my puppet arts. Although your own strength is somewhat lacking, that does not matter. Your level right now should not be much inferior to mine back then."

"This is a symptom of excessive blood loss. Furthermore, your wound was not treated and was subsequently subjected to high-temperature roasting, causing it to become inflamed," Luo Ya’s voice rang out.

"Flame Seal!" To avoid being disturbed while absorbing the bloodline stone to break through his realm, the Second Elder adjusted his state and immediately released a wave of scorching flame power, forcibly sealing the space at the end of the valley.

Logically speaking, food supplies and heavy equipment were always kept in the rear of the enemy, but this time Nan Jingzhao’s men kept pursuing them from behind with gunpowder. They simply dared not place important heavy equipment and supplies in the rear; should Nan Jingzhao’s men blow them up, any regret on their part would be useless.

Three minutes later, the five-centimeter gash was almost invisible. However, a careful comparison with the previous three-centimeter wound revealed that the recovery of this five-centimeter wound was just a tiny fraction slower.