Volume 1, Chapter 45: The Xiao Family Sells the Ox

Did the senior brother mean he was overthinking? Yet, he immediately grasped the real implication behind those words.

Upon learning of this, Wu Tianlong was utterly furious; if the various vassal princes were murdered, the entire Great Wu Dynasty would likely descend into chaos.

"As you wish." Yang Nan continued searching for his flying sword. Because the flying sword bore his spiritual imprint and responded to his control, he could sense it as long as it was within a ten-mile radius.

For martial artists, especially powerful ones, phantoms naturally meant nothing. However, to someone like Wang Yuewu, who was an ordinary person, they were utterly terrifying entities.

Watching the two brothers knocked to the ground like heaps of mud, she slightly curled the corners of her lips and was just about to speak when a male voice suddenly came from the stairwell.

"Manager He, you misunderstood me. I wasn't trying to take advantage of you; I was helping you!" Zhou Zixuan said earnestly.

After noon, Senior Brother Jiang came over. He was here to relay a message, saying that the master had summoned all the disciples to discuss something.

Even over a span of a thousand years, the King of Hell's emotional devotion seemed to have received no response. Well, that made sense. Although I did not understand love, I understood this much: it wasn't a matter of loving you simply because you loved me; emotions defied all logic.

"It's *used to be*, thank you!" Ye Jiuge said indifferently. Aside from a flash of white teeth, his expression remained entirely blank. He held utter and undisguised contempt for the likes of Jiang Hailiu, feeling they were not even worthy of a second glance.

Yet he had not expected that the cleared-out Cloud Lake would suddenly host so many people. Without even thinking, he knew this must be Chu Ziwen's doing.

However, seeing Luo Qi display the emotions proper to her age, Lin Fei felt quite satisfied in his heart. After all, being like this now was much better than acting overly mature and pedantic just moments ago.

Just like the outside world, even universities subscribed to the law of the jungle where the weak fell prey to the strong. As long as your strength was formidable enough, you could look down upon everything and control everything wherever you went.

"Brother, where are you? I can't find you anywhere on campus." The moment the call connected, Lan Yunxi turned on the speakerphone and asked anxiously.

"Stop pretending. Your acting is too clumsy." Seeing that he had been successfully subdued, Han Ye let out a sigh of relief.

Looking into her watery peach blossom eyes, Lin Hao's heart skipped a beat as his imagination ran wild. Oh no! Is Chunxiang trying to have Yua Yua take a bath with me?

***

Ye Ping'an struck down with his sword time and time again, causing the Slayer Buddha's health pool and spirit to steadily sink until they hit rock bottom.

This man was named Li Qing. Although he was bald with a gleaming scalp, he still possessed an extraordinary bearing. As a Heavenly General-class figure, he had rushed here from the Second Heaven. After receiving the news, he had utilized the teleportation array to quickly arrive near the Heavenly Gate of the Tianwei Star.

"Boss, you're still up this late? Aren't you afraid?" Yan Li asked with a face full of astonishment. After what had just happened, she hardly dared to believe that any ordinary person would dare roam around such a place in the middle of the night.

The other two sturdy men rolled up their sleeves and strode toward Lin Hao, their blazing eyes shooting hot, venomous glares as if they wished to devour him alive on the spot.

It was no wonder Han Ye was surprised, because this was the first time in his life he had ever encountered a martial artist with this kind of attribute, so it was inevitable that he would find it rare and novel.

The maintenance technician had made himself perfectly clear, and his meaning was obvious: if Liu Sheng did not wake up, their highest-ranking technician would likewise have to enter the so-called Colony Planet. However, because Liu Sheng had now awakened, the decision of whether or not to rescue that unknown signal rested entirely with him.

"Hmph, so what if they're strong? Aren't they still hired mercenaries sent here to die?" the tall officer scoffed with disdain.

—One had to know that while virtual projections were free, respawning after death cost money; 200 mana points a time was no small sum, and for elite players, dying repeatedly was quite painful.

The reason the Imperial Prison was called the Imperial Prison was not merely because of its terror, but also because it was the most regulated prison in the Great Ming Dynasty. If a fire broke out in a cell, you could be guaranteed it would be put out within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Yet the so-called "Lin Qinian" had actually been burned to charcoal.

Had it been before, when he had not yet obtained the Array Immortal Codex, he probably could only have harvested a portion at a time, doing so in batches and across multiple visits. Now, owing to the evolution of the Sword Pagoda, harvesting the whole thing at once had become the most convenient method.

—To give an example, having her use a virtual sword to shatter a boulder was fine, but hacking a tank to pieces was out of the question.

However, come to think of it, for someone in the top 100 thrones, it was hardly strange to acquire a closed-beta slot.

The capital was under martial law, controlled by the elites of the Heaven Alliance. Then, purging the imperial court and the military, Qu Jie had taken less than half a month to completely seize control of the situation.

The saber-toothed tiger turned back, raising its left paw high. Its claws, sharp as knives, slashed out to meet Ye Xue's sword momentum. Realizing Ye Xue was about to be pierced by the beast's claws, Wang Lu was too late to save her.

Although the helicopter had been protected, Leitch on the exterior of the cabin did not escape the bullets; his already severed legs gained several more bloody holes.

***

We used to be good sisters and good brothers. We used to be silent together in the sunlight, swim together in the moonlight, practice marksmanship together, fight duels together, undertake missions together, and play practical jokes on Elder Alufa and Uncle Mason.

She had originally wanted to take in the sleeping Ye Kai and care for him personally, but she hadn't expected that stubborn old man to refuse to let him go no matter what.

A flash of icy coldness crossed the black-robed monk's eyes, and the killing intent in his heart grew increasingly heavy, faintly tinged with a hint of mockery.

Walking over to the bed, Quラン placed his fingers on Leng Miyan's pulse. Without speaking, he simply lowered his gaze and quietly felt her pulse.

Her eyes flashed with purple light, and out of nowhere, a long whip crackling with lightning appeared in her hand. Electric serpents slithered and raged, emitting crackling sounds.

"That's no problem at all, as long as you're willing to do it. I'll go figure something out for you." Old man Xiao hurriedly made to walk outside.

He naturally understood what kind of terrifying consequence would ensue once the First Emperor reclaimed what rightfully belonged to him.

Princess Yumian stared downward, trying to locate Mo Chen's traces among them, but try as she might, she found not the slightest trace, inevitably making her heart grow more and more restless and impatient.

How could she have forgotten that for a sickly young master like Ming Ruohan, drinking tea was hardly meant to quench thirst?

The crowd numbered around one or two hundred people, led by a fat man. He had a protruding belly and a butcher's knife tucked into his waist.

This was a naked, money-driven society. For the sake of money, even the best of friends could not be relied upon.

Compelled by Shen Zhiqui's tyrannical pressure, I was finally veiled and shoved into the carriage, accompanied by Shen Zhiqui's utterly disdainful gaze.