Volume 1, Chapter 39: Feigning Illness Backfires into a Trap; The Master Investigates the "True Rotten Wood"

Ouyang Zhan noticed Mogu staring at Ye Tian and, assuming Mogu intended to choose him, could not help but be overwhelmed with ecstasy.

Lin Ai suddenly imagined the giant fish-man mechanical lifeform patting its own chest and declaring, "There are six more just as badass as me!" and could not help but shiver.

Upon hearing Ling Hao’s words, Yan Xuanji did not feel overly disappointed. The martial arts worlds in the Tianji Universe are as numerous as the hairs on an ox; it is the norm not to have heard of every single one.

The map Li Fangcheng drew at the beginning was the classic forty-five-degree isometric view commonly found in games of the future.

"Enough, hurry up and hand over the one thousand Dao coins. Don't waste my time; I'm very busy," the red-and-black-faced Alchemist complained with resentment.

However, as water sprayed toward the sun, terrifying streams of fire descended from the sky, causing the temperature for dozens of miles around to rise sharply. The ground was left pitted and scarred, as if ravaged by a meteor shower.

Yet, although Xu Wuyou and his companions were the contributors to Zhong Qiongqi’s escape, they had only played an auxiliary role. The primary reason Zhong Qiongqi was ultimately able to break free was himself; had he not been sufficiently powerful, escape would have been absolutely impossible.

This was quite normal. Although the Cloud-Layering Divine Tree was rare, it was by no means an unparalleled treasure. These top-tier prodigies, much like Ling Hao in the past, possessed discerning eyes and demanding appetites.

It was true that the Bai family was the wealthiest in Xishan Province, but what was a mere Bai family? Even if they exhausted their entire fortune, they could never cultivate a powerhouse like Ling Hao.

Jiang Shi offered a word of thanks and took a shallow sip from his teacup, his long, deep, narrow eyes lingering on Nan Qiyue the entire time.

Just as Hu Xue thought she was about to fall and ruin her face, Ye Lingyuan actually reached out to steady her.

When Nan Qiyue performed on the guqin, the classroom was surrounded three layers deep, with crowds so dense not even a drop of water could pass through.

Qian Wei knew the relationship between Zhu Cui and the Dragon Lord. She had no interest in participating in such family matters, and it was clear to her that Zhu Cui was not the type to be content with the status quo; she did not want to get involved and end up at a disadvantage.

Did the Prince not loathe such contact? Under normal circumstances, he would at least have shoved her away.

A certain tsundere was somewhat carried away by the flattery, managing to keep a straight face only through sheer willpower.

The summer night air was warm, making people easily restless. Walking through a place with such historical depth while listening to the sound of silk strings and flowing water, however, brought a sense of calm.

Xin Ai’s hand holding the water glass trembled slightly, the water inside sloshing in response. She felt that Jian Zechuan’s words were highly pointed. Was he... giving her a chance?

"Inside are the bones of wolves, correct?" Fan Lingshu turned her palm over and produced the wolf bones she had brought out from within.

It was painful, but Miao Miao bit her lip, refusing to make a sound. She threw herself at Yan Xichen with all her might, fighting for the dagger in his hand while hurriedly trying to unlock the car door.

Ignoring Hao Yun’s incessant chatter, Ling Feng walked slowly, admiring the unique scenery of Moyun Su as he went.

Confident and full of himself, he had ventured out of the mountains at the Spirit level, never expecting that his very first opponent would be a freak like Ye Kunwu. At that moment, Gongsun Hong felt utterly dejected.

If that were the case, it would explain why the town leaders had shown up. Zhang Zhiyuan had worked in Qinghe for over a decade and had served as the head of the town government for many years; many of the town’s important officials had risen alongside him or had been promoted by him personally.

Time had no meaning here; it was a state of total chaos, the original state of the universe.

A wave of tension washed over me, and I felt the air grow thin due to Chu Yi’s peculiar intensity. If I lied to him, would that be a sign of disrespect?

The status of the Qingshan Factory in Kaoshan Village was clear: it was the very foundation of the villagers' prosperity. Almost everyone relied on it, and everyone hoped the factory would thrive and its products would sell out.

The ideas of valuing both agriculture and commerce, democratic thought, an emphasis on natural science, and the awakening of the citizenry were not wrong; they were the most suitable trends for the sprouting of capitalism in the late Ming Dynasty. If utilized well, the first country in the world to enter the Industrial Revolution might not have been in the West, but the Ming Dynasty.

Lin Lei reached out to catch a spike, waving it left and right to deflect incoming projectiles while dodging and weaving, narrowly avoiding the creature’s charges at every critical moment.

"Understood." When he left, he said nothing more. The wind was still, just like his shadow quietly cast upon the ground.

"You stop right there! I am on duty; please do not disturb me!" Su Nuannuan glared at Cheng Jue.

She had never climbed a wall in her entire life, and now, all of a sudden, she was expected to climb one this high?

Jing Yi transferred this anger onto the man, her questioning gaze seemingly demanding an explanation, but he met her eyes coldly without offering one. Jing Yi sneered and said nothing more. Having fallen into the hands of others as a prisoner, she could only let them do as they pleased.

After Ouyang Ruoxi left, Ning Baobei sat up, looking at the departing figure and thinking viciously.

"Is that so? You still have a backup plan? That’s for the best; I wouldn’t want this game to be too boring or meaningless." Ye Lixin’s lips curved into a cold smile, his expression one of complete indifference.

When it came down to it, his mindset was still stuck in the Cloud Continent, or perhaps at the Martial Emperor realm, believing that the Martial Emperor was the pinnacle of martial arts. At this moment, he had merely learned a bit more information.