Volume 1, Chapter 40: The Arrival of a Troublesome Friend

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The soldiers on the light skiff cried out in alarm as they saw people descending from the massive ship. If the sight of many heads peering over the giant vessel's gunwales had already startled them, the fact that people were now actively disembarking left them completely stunned.
Yan Dongming’s eyes flashed with a momentary, sinister malice, his face contorting into a hideous expression. If he were to expose some scandalous details about her, wouldn't she be utterly ruined?
However, Lang Sheng had no intention of returning to the classroom. She walked into the principal’s office and sat down on the sofa with casual ease.
Just then, a server brought coffee. Shan Yumeng cupped the warm mug in her hands, paused for a moment, and then continued.
Hearing the man’s lewd remarks, Sun Qian’er’s willow-leaf brows arched in fury, her almond eyes wide with indignation. With a backhanded motion, she delivered a slap, striking him hard across his repulsive, kidney-shaped face.
“Teacher Lu, what is the situation?” Yang Yi grabbed Lu Chen by the arm, asking with bated breath.
As the smoke cleared, Lang Sheng looked at them with a mocking smile, completely unscathed save for a light dusting of ash.
“You…” Lang Sheng was unable to utter a single word for a long time, seeing him move again with the clear intent of leaning in to kiss her.
The frigid energy within Li Ruoxi’s body seemed to possess a sentience of its own; the moment it sensed the intrusion of this external force, it gathered in massive quantities, attempting to resist.
This provocative gesture proved too much; the man’s masculine fire, ignited in an instant, flared up with uncontrollable intensity.
Yet, the people did not accept Lu Chi’s claim that it was a simple matter of no consequence. After all, this was the Choba Estate, and no one dared to damage anything within its walls, not even the simplest flowers or grasses.

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For them, there was now only one thought: regardless of the cost, they had to rely on these surprise ambush tactics to wear the enemy down. If they could just find a way to exhaust the opposing warship, their objective would be fully achieved.
Yi Le suddenly felt a chill down his spine and let out two dry laughs, not daring to respond. For some reason, he felt as if Kirino’s words had been directed specifically at him.
The other three looked at Old Huang with surprise, not expecting the task on Changle Street to fall to him. Li Si was particularly astonished; he had never imagined such an outcome, having assumed that Old Huang would continue as the steward. Yet, here was this sudden change.
Watching Kirino head upstairs, Yi Le stretched his back, muttered something, and wandered toward the bathroom with feigned nonchalance.
Gu Xuanxu did not say much. He opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of white silk, wrapping the Golden Roc King into a cocoon, which he then swallowed whole in one gulp with a sharp hiss. He then snatched up the thunder spear and chewed it down piece by piece. Once finished, he sheathed his sword, put it back in his bag, and replaced his mask.
“Return to Yunnai tomorrow. Send scouts to keep a close watch on the Turkic movements to ensure that when the main army arrives, you have full command of their location,” Yang Hao commanded calmly.
In his past life, he had not known how to cherish her. Now that he had a second chance at life, even if just for a single second, Ye Kong wanted to watch her—just to look at her quietly like this—and he felt completely satisfied.
His plan was simple: push the front line in one go toward the Nine Nether Banner. Once the banner was felled, Zhongyuan City would be taken.
“Junior truly has hidden reasons and cannot disclose the identity of this person at once. My grievances with this individual are deep, and the time will come to lay everything bare, but now is simply not the moment. However, Wuxiang’s apology is sincere, and I am willing to accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate, Senior,” Wuxiang said, rising and bowing deeply.
“This is the thousand-mile tracking powder unique to the Kunlun Immortal Mountain. It is colorless and odorless to others. Once it sticks to your clothes or body, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, the people of Kunlun will be able to find you,” Su Yuting explained.
If they were truly allowed to continue this slaughter, the hundred-thousand-strong army would likely be wiped out in a matter of hours.

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Hoshino Ice remained smiling, completely unfazed by the rain of arrows. With a casual wave of his hand, an ice wall rose instantly behind him, enclosing the merchant caravan within.
The voice of the Ice Absolute Palace Master carried a weight—a pressure far heavier than anything she had displayed before. Even without meeting her gaze, the mere sound of her voice made it difficult to breathe, leaving one’s entire body rigid.
Suddenly, a sharp, fierce aura, like a sword drawn from its sheath or a tiger descending from the mountains, surged into the sky. The sheer force of the shockwave instantly scattered the encroaching demonic energy.
Having just entered the range of the Heavenly Secret Net, it took only a few seconds to reach the ice cave where Shen Qiansan was hiding.
A ‘mere’ genetically modified bacterial-fungal symbiont—or, to put it simply, a zombie fungus—what was there to be surprised about?
Wang Chen pushed open the azure metal door leading to the terrace and locked eyes with Pablo, who turned at the sound. Joanna was sitting on a lounge chair by the terrace edge; she nodded with a smile when she saw Wang Chen approach.
Following this, Liu Feng destroyed the earth and rocks blocking the goblins with another strike, then began to escort them back, as no one could be sure if others might attack again soon.
Fortunately, after the energy burst, survivors like Meng Tiansheng had developed a much higher tolerance for stress after witnessing such death and bloodshed.
However, Ji Longjun paid no mind to the sensations in his body. He recalled the mental formulas for the Demonic Blood Refining Technique that the elder known as Old Ox had transmitted to him through a special method while healing his wounds. Indeed, these dark cyan characters were the heart of the "Laozi Inner Contemplation Scripture."