Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Two: The Missing Su Luo

In the Dead Valley, a perilous land east of the central reaches of Cang Province, poisonous mists filled the air and many spiritual herbs grew there as well. Half a month ago, Roland had once gone there searching for a medicinal herb, and to his surprise he picked up a storage pouch inside. Within it was this token.

A few days later, in a small city not far from the Dead Valley and guarded by a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, the city known as Maple Forest City, with only a few hundred thousand inhabitants and perhaps less than a tenth of them cultivators, it was by no means famous in the eastern part of central Cang Province.

After making inquiries around the city, Ji Die indeed heard that a ghostly ship had once appeared in a flash near the Dead Valley. It was said that at that time there were many cultivators in the valley, and all of them perished...

Eight corpses drifted down from the sky, almost weightless. Around them, the pools of blood suddenly dried up, and all that power surged into Bai Tan’s formation.

Afterward... the place once again returned to silence...

If the Mongols attacked the stone stele with weapons, lightning would strike back, so the stele remained intact to this day.

Though after saying that, the Xiongnu still looked at him with hostility, no one continued to aim bows at him.

The Cultivating Immortal Sect had two elders, one fond of white robes and the other of black. Meng Fan had seen both of them before; they were the two old men standing behind Su Pei when she convened the mobilization meeting for the Thousand Serpents Valley trial.

The dishes here all contained spiritual power and were beneficial to Chan Chan’s cultivation. Why not eat them?

The moment Wu Yan returned to his own cultivation chamber, he immediately had Elder Huang plant the aconite flower seeds he had obtained inside the Immortal Pearl, while he himself once again threw himself into painstaking cultivation.

In the dense forest, campfires burned. Dozens of people sat around them with dark expressions; some were wiping blades and swords, some were feeding the venomous insects hidden on their bodies, and the chief of the Fiercest Poison Gang and Young Master Zou were also unmistakably seated there.

“Coach Shen, I think it would be best if you do not report this for now. Even if you do, would Feng Qing really go with you to the sports bureau?” said the principal of Jianghai University. He did not want Coach Shen to take Feng Qing away.

It was simply that this boss was a bit stingy. He had wanted to hire a full-time worker, but he was somewhat reluctant, because business was not very busy at noon. Keeping a full-time helper then would feel like a waste.

Xiang Yan understood that his camp had only two hundred thousand soldiers, while the Chu troops that had fled here already outnumbered the forces presently under his command.

But for Gu Chujian, he could do things others could not. For example, at this very moment, among his thousands upon thousands of scattered attacks, only several dozen truly possessed killing power.

Mono could not stop sobbing in his arms, already forgetting all about pretense and keeping her distance from Nian Hui.

If this had been anyone else, Ji Xi would have long been anxious. But since Liu Xie had the identity of an emperor standing there, and since he was already grown, Ji Xi still had to give the proper face. Thus, he never managed to figure out exactly what Liu Xie wanted to say.

“I don’t want to hear it!” Mono refused decisively. She suddenly realized that Nian Hui, usually so taciturn, was unusually talkative today. Could he have drunk as well?

Their artistic attainments were no worse than those of the old masters of the past, and they also possessed the uninhibited vitality of youth; the music they played was unique in style.

Whoever could obtain it would not necessarily become a top-tier expert, but at the very least, there would be no problem with no longer being a wandering drifter who merely roamed the martial world.

Gao Shun’s expression darkened with anger. He held the highest rank here. Although Ji Yuan was Ji Xi’s younger brother and a war god in the army, in the final analysis he was now only a brigade commander. Such behavior was clearly disrespectful to Gao Shun, the divisional commander.

In terms of martial skill, Jiang Zhanwei was no match for Lu Fangrong. Now that he was also in the wrong, and with Lu Fangrong being his father-in-law besides, he could vent his tongue a little, but he did not dare truly strike.

Lu Man and Lü Ling had always trimmed their nails very short and filed them smooth, leaving not the slightest edge. There were no rubber gloves in this era, and they feared that sharp nails might injure patients. This was especially true for He Chenghe, an imperial physician who performed surgical operations; he nearly had to trim his nails every day.

Yamauchi Hiroshi was immediately dumbfounded by the question. That was indeed the case. In essence, Nintendo’s business scope was rather narrow. As for Luli’s needs from the company, they amounted to little more than some funding. Now that he was no longer short of money, and even held the company’s stock, what else could the company provide him?

By now noon had passed. Shunzhi ordered Chang Xi to serve the meal. I seized the chance to ask Xi Ren, only then discovering that Chang Xi was actually Lai Xi’s older brother. Well then, one brother attended the emperor and the other the empress; in the eunuch world, that could also be considered bringing honor to the family.

Seeing the wild goose saber in Pi Dan’s hand, the visitor was slightly taken aback. “It is actually a mid-grade spiritual weapon!” He too drew a low-grade spiritual flying sword and held it in hand.

“And besides... you’ve been staying in Kunning Palace for two months. You should... go elsewhere and look around a bit.” I forced those words out with great reluctance.

The death pact granted at most a faint awareness of death, allowing Lianye to sense that somewhere far away there was a strange fluctuation. If one wanted to see the scene there clearly, other magic would be needed to assist it.

What did this mean? Someone able to firmly suppress a peak Nascent Soul cultivator could only be a cultivator at the level of Spirit Severance.

The carriage jolted violently. Huoxi shielded Huo Tong and steadied herself. A moment later, the carriage came to a stop.

That person suddenly raised a hand, halting the pink dragon’s impulse, and looked at the scene of the beast clan army led by the Four Divine Beasts battling bloodily beneath the encirclement and slaughter of the demon army.

Although Yun Qianzhong had a somewhat proud temperament, his potential was still not bad. However, if that air of superiority was not worn away, his talent could not be fully unleashed. Baili Feimo was physically weaker, but his mind had always won praise, and in conduct and dealings with others he was far more modest than Yun Qianzhong.

“Meow——” Perhaps Ta Xue truly did understand human speech. As soon as I called it, it fixed its beautiful amber eyes on me.

After all this was done, I lifted my eyes again, but suddenly a psychologist appeared.

When the next morning dawned and warm sunlight streamed through the window onto Zhang Xiaofeng’s face, Zhang Xiaofeng finally opened his eyes sleepily.

As the mad girl had said, this place was indeed vast—the walls of the water channels around the control room had been smashed through and expanded by excavation, then rebuilt into a habitat. It was roughly three hundred twenty thousand square meters, and the entire open level reached nine meters in height. Completed solely by human labor over the course of ten years, it could be called a remarkable feat.

The Prince of Jin looked at the grief on his son’s face and let out a long sigh. “Yeg’er, your mother consort has gone too far this time. It is not that your father is being harsh, it is truly that—” Faced with his son, he could not continue.