Chapter 42

He had witnessed those inhuman beings and also heard from his subordinates about how the Fifth Prince’s men fed insect eggs to the Black Guards.

"That really is crude." Sima Youyue leaned against the doorway, arms crossed over her chest, letting out a light chuckle as she watched him toss the person onto the bed just like that.

Faint sounds of tigers roaring and wolves howling could be heard from below, accompanied by birds flying out from within. Some soared far away into the distance, while others circled around a few times before returning into the depths of the secret realm.

"With just this bit of strength, you dare to come here. Tsk tsk, such admirable courage!" Huan flashed before his eyes. Before he even had time to react, he felt a chill on his neck, and then watched helplessly as his own blood spurted out.

Sima Youyue looked at Tuoba Han, and Tuoba Han looked back at her. The two of them just stared at each other like that.

However, what Hiiragi Jūjō leisurely wanted was to become the Mizukage before the war and then lead the Hidden Mist Village to victory, making the schedule rather tight.

"Today is the last time I will prepare a medicinal bath for you," Sima Youyue said as she added the herbal decoction for her.

Even for armor and weapons, the quantities were often insufficient most of the time, especially so when there were military engagements.

"You..." Zhou Yunmei flew into a rage, jumping up abruptly, clutching Rui Rui, and preparing to pick a fight with Li Aihua.

"Stop sniffing. You don't have that scent on you; you haven't been castrated. It's just that your little thing never grew up properly, right?" Chu Zheng sneered derisively.

Hearing his words, everyone burst into loud laughter. The fat man carrying a large sack was the first to make a move. Aiming at the three elite Black Owls forming a defensive formation in front of him, he hurled the giant sack from his back into the air. The mouth of the sack continuously expanded, shrouding it directly over the heads of the three men.

"Yun Zhongyi went of her own accord to be locked up together with Yin Zhixi. If we only release Yun Zhongyi, she certainly won't leave, so the Yun family will still have to go retrieve the person themselves," Yin Cangyu said.

Hearing Old Ten's intent, Zhang Tiao suppressed a laugh and tugged at Yu Xiao's sleeve, signaling that he could answer this question. Since Old Ten wanted things to be a bit more lively, it was naturally best to let Yu Xiao—the kind of person who could scare people to death without a second thought—take charge. The outcome would undoubtedly yield unexpected results.

"However, if you already have plans, then I won't trouble you." Shen Rongrong's disappointed voice came through the phone.

"Who on earth are they to leave you all with such a ghost-frightened expression?" The more it was like this, the more curious Zhang Sanfeng became.

The more people who participated in Bitcoin transactions, the more it demonstrated that the value of the virtual currency had gained widespread recognition, and naturally, the price of the coin would rise accordingly.

Damn it, what on earth is the purpose of this loan being here? Zhang Sanfeng already felt quite at ease at this moment. After sitting for a little longer, he decided it would be better to take Yan Yan and the others and leave first.

With the imperial family visit to relatives hanging ahead, all the imperial concubines spent this Lunar New Year somewhat unsettled. When they finally waited for the Lantern Festival, after absentmindedly finishing dinner on this day, she went through the motions for Yuanchun's share—paying respects to Buddha and petitioning for an imperial decree. Once the imperial decree was secured, Yingchun finally returned to the Changile Palace to fetch Yuanchun.

"His Excellency hasn't sent any news yet, but... but..." Leng He stammered, not knowing how to continue. He wanted to slap himself across the face—how could he have brought up this matter?

"I just finished handling state affairs and thought of your flower-viewing banquet here, so I came to take a look," the Emperor said in an ordinary tone.

Over time, this caused some villagers to grow dissatisfied. Why should these people get to use a road that they had painstakingly cleared and maintained with their own hard work for free? Furthermore, some passing mercenaries, merchants, and the like would enter the villagers' homes to borrow drinking water, ask for directions, or look for food.

A real man should fight when it's time to fight. Why resort to such underhanded tactics? It's simply disgraceful.

Moments later, the only intermediate-level mage among the cavalry finished chanting his spell under the protection of several troopers. A tier-4 magic spell, Raging Storm, formed out of thin air inside the cave.

"I..." Leng Yurou choked up instantly, then looked at Xiao Shuo, wearing a grievance-laden expression on her face as if she had been bullied.

Ji Feiyang couldn't help but suspect that this Doctor Su was probably even wealthier than himself, the Great General Suppressing the West.

Just when Jiang Bin and the other thought they wouldn't get much out of Zhuo Jin, Zhuo Jin's next sentence brought their hopes back to life.

Han Yuying felt that if Lin Chen was a coward who feared death, what kind of person in this world could possibly not be a coward?

If Zhou Yiling's parents were just ordinary people, Lu Tianyu perhaps wouldn't worry about this matter. Marrying into wealth was the lifelong dream chased by many ordinary people. Those gold-digging bitches eager to marry into high society all put on an act of purity and innocence; who would ever care how many wives their man had?

If Lin Chen's strength was sufficient, even this most ordinary flying sword could fly ten thousand miles away to take an enemy's head.

The Blood Lich next to the Sky Witch swung its waist seductively, leaped high, and straddled the shoulder of the giant walking corpse, sitting astride right there.

Never had they expected that, as the saying goes, "mountains don't turn, but waters do; waters don't turn, but people do"—after all this twisting and turning, the two of them would actually meet again right here.

The two giants of the reform faction were meeting, which meant there must be important matters to discuss. Kleia stopped wasting time, saluted, and left.

With a loud "Boom," another missile frigate of the Rumbaru Empire suffered a massive explosion. One look at the state of this missile frigate showed it was beyond saving; other than sinking to the bottom of the ocean, there was no other possibility.

The requirements for forging such things were much lower than alchemy. Good weapons could be used, and mediocre weapons could just barely make do, but Wang Meng frequently botched his runs. Fortunately, our friend here currently had some wealth to his name and could afford such consumption.