Volume 1, Chapter 37: Brother Tong Reaps What He Sowed

Seeing this, Huo Rong’s eyes flashed with brilliance, and he let out a loud shout: "Refine the body with spiritual fire, manifest Yin and Yang, emerge, Five Elements!" As his voice resonated, the Primordial Spiritual Fire, the True Fire of Taiyin, and the True Fire of Taiyang surged into the sky, wrapping the roots once more and drawing down strands of chaotic spiritual energy to forge into them.

In reality, Luo Shi Huiliang had felt a sense of foreboding the moment he heard the continuous sounds of iron cannons echoing from afar while in the main camp. Thus, while ordering the entire camp to remain on high alert, he dispatched scouts to the battlefield to investigate the situation, waiting in the camp for their report.

As thoughts raced, the assault did not falter for a moment. Sha Wujing let out a sharp cry, unleashing the third stance of the Golden Light Sword Technique.

Taking long strides to the opposite doorway, Yang Yi pushed the door open to reveal a magnificent hall. It was a circular chamber resembling a cathedral, with polished bluestone walls that shone brightly. A massive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, emitting multicolored light that rendered the hall translucent and dreamlike.

Out of a desire to see Mino Province fall into chaos—and because the Luo Shi clan could take advantage of Saitō Dōsan’s schemes to deepen their infiltration of the region—Zheng Liang naturally agreed to Saitō Dōsan’s request without hesitation.

Just as the two were speaking, a youth in green robes flew by on a sword while looking around. Upon spotting Tian Xuanzi and Ling Yue’er, his eyes lit up, and after a brief exclamation of surprise, he descended toward where they stood.

The various sages, each lost in their own thoughts, stepped out of the Zixiao Palace. The Taiqing Daoist lingered for a moment, bowing slightly to Huo Rong, with everything understood between them without a word. Huo Rong nodded in response, and the two smiled at each other before returning to their respective dojos.

Behind lay the burning camp; amidst the flames, Cao Cheng’s army was in complete disarray, with panicked soldiers fleeing in every direction.

Old Mavis had also figured out how to use coal. Of course, burning it raw was simpler, but there was a more efficient method: crush the coal, mix it with a certain proportion of soil, add water to form a damp paste, shape it into discs, and let them dry before use.

Bai Dong’s ears had been itching lately. Naturally, he did not know it was because that beautiful Mayan girl was whispering his name across the ocean, at least three times a day, more punctually than mealtime. He simply assumed it was his sister-in-law nagging him again.

After a few more breaths, the entire nine-story tower erupted with a bang, sparks flying in all directions, with many figures struggling amidst the flames.

Everyone knew that Da Gu’s intelligence would never grasp the situation, so they had no intention of explaining it to him.

Furthermore, the Wanfo Sect acted with incredible arrogance, controlling over a dozen dynasties where the entire populace practiced Buddhism. They had secretly instigated several large-scale wars in the past. Even the Great Kang Empire was reluctant to provoke them; it was rumored that the Great Zhou Empire’s rise to imperial status was inextricably linked to this sect.

It smelled wonderful, much like lavender. It made me feel refreshed and relaxed, a scent that made my very soul feel as if it were drifting.

"Sister, wake up!" The volume made Ye Wei wonder if Puma had installed a megaphone in the microphone, forcing him to rub his ears in shock.

Cui Yan was one of the project's shareholders and had naturally participated in the construction, so he was well-versed in the project's quotes and operations.

She knew she was facing the invincible Dragon King of the Land, and that the eight legendary Heavenly Dragon Generals were waiting outside the tent, yet there was not a trace of fear in her expression.

He gulped down several mouthfuls before passing it to Yan Qi, who drank a bit and handed it to Lin Taiping.

This was clearly using my words from this morning to corner me. I choked for a moment, and in my panic, I couldn't even think of a decent excuse.

"I’ll go fetch some hot tea." Watching Ru Huaixi, who seemed to have flared up again, the result was naturally another bout of stomach pain.

When the train started, we felt no movement at all; it was only when we saw the scenery on both sides receding that we realized it had begun to move.

Yet, all the physicians insisted that Du Ruo had no illness, her pulse was healthy, but they could not explain why she remained in a coma.

This came as a pleasant surprise to me. Spiritual sense is a wonderful thing; one doesn't even need to use it actively, as it provides hints about things, such as the approach of danger.

If she angered him, at most she would be facing a tyrant. She was fearless of such things now; if she succeeded, what awaited her would be unprecedented freedom.

After returning home, He Huanshan had already prepared dinner. The three of us ate hastily, all worried about the affairs of Fog Mountain.

After shooing away the ditz, I walked alone through the space, strolling aimlessly without any specific purpose. In truth, I didn't know what I wanted to do, so I relaxed my body and mind, casting aside everything in my thoughts.

He did not answer me immediately, pulling me to the window to watch the panicked pedestrians below, before suddenly asking, "How many of them do you think are wearing masks?" I did not understand his meaning and looked at him in confusion.

Yet, as I ran out of the shop, I subconsciously glanced back at the corner that once belonged to me, the words He Zhixu said last flashing through my mind: "Do you think all the tenderness I showed you was fake?"

The heartbeats of the two gradually merged as they embraced each other, listening to the rhythm of each other’s hearts. In this moment, it was surprisingly beautiful.

However, he agreed with the strength of the "newborn" Great World as estimated by Azeba.

Mili approved of this idea, rewarding him heavily before letting him stop clinging to her.

In their view, it was already impressive that the Abyss wasn't invading others; how could any world or living being dare to invade them?

A girl in colorful, elegant attire approached. Upon seeing Dazhuang and the others, her eyes widened in surprise.

Sure enough, when Zhang Yu re-entered Ice Mist Island and advanced a few dozen meters, he saw a great shark-man wandering in the fog.

However, since Zhou Xuan had secretly attributed such a great credit to him, he would have to repay it eventually.

In the center of the goblin army, there was a camp filled with strange alchemical creations, firing upon the Titans.

Connecting the cave and the jungle, these were the two places—one offered rewards, the other supplies.

Most of the Fakairen gods were on the front lines fighting the demon legions, so those who came to the meeting were avatars of the gods, but this was sufficiently solemn.

In the Spurs' player area, Blair watched Yuan Su from afar as he performed strange movements, wondering, "What is this guy doing?"