Volume 1, Chapter 22: Pierce Him Through

Clearly, she was the one who initiated the breakup, yet she harbored so much resentment toward him. If it weren’t for the people and matters connected to him, how could she possibly bear to let go?

Qu Yan sat in the middle section of area C, a spot that offered a panoramic view of the arena, taking it all in with her eyes. Today, she hadn’t brought Zhang Chengsong along; she had sent him off to Hanwei Township to avoid interfering with her view of the handsome men. After all, if she could win the favor of a handsome man, what use would Zhang Chengsong be?

“What can we do?” Just a moment ago, Liu Mei had been heartbroken at Liu Fei’s harsh words, but the next moment, she felt as if she had found someone to rely on.

When Xu Tong activated the visualization technique, his skin gradually transformed into the scales of the mythical beast Xiezhi under the influence of his spiritual awareness. The armor responded to this spiritual force, forming a connection through the spirit, and something incredible happened. The armor fused with the scale armor manifested by the visualization technique.

At the time, He Xiaozuo didn’t find it particularly thrilling, but when he lost even the right to live under the same roof as He Shumo, he suddenly realized that what he had before was truly something precious and beautiful.

“All right,” Su Muyao said, watching the two bickering endlessly and having no choice but to intervene, while Huan Yue and Huan Dong obediently closed their mouths.

After struggling for a long time, Huan Dong resigned himself and lowered his head. Letting him fight the phantom armor? Wasn’t that just asking for punishment?

The golden plaque, the calligraphy written with vigorous strokes, the prominent signature, the lavish decor, and the constant comings and goings of carriages and sedan chairs in front of the restaurant all testified to the bustling business it enjoyed.

Just as Su Muyao was pondering countermeasures, a familiar scent surrounded her, accompanied by a pure and descending chill that caused the power she was receiving to slowly coalesce and cease spreading outward.

Bin hurried out and quickly returned, having just come back from the Vietnamese Palace family, her face brimming with excitement. In her left hand, she carried a package; in her right, a sheet of paper.

A faint blue light screen, clear even in the ocean water, appeared before Jiang Yi like an inverted bowl, trapping him firmly beneath it.

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Luo Tian and Huang Tianling sincerely thanked the solitary drifting snow. No matter what, this was their lifeline. With the prestige of the Jiuding Sword Sect, although they couldn’t claim to roam freely in the Immortal Realm, many factions would definitely show them respect.

In the end, it was Gao Yingxiang, the senior seat, who spoke up, halting the disputes and calming the chaos.

At first, Hai Feng felt nothing unusual, but when Wu Jian bent down, his fur bristled all over, and he stared fearfully at the weary-faced old man, retreating step by step.

Lady Zi Yi was helpless, unsure when Fan Ping’an would arrive. Of course, she had to keep soaking while acting more charming. She had lost count of how many times she repeated the motions. Seduction was no easy matter.

While everyone exchanged words, Li Zicheng’s mind wandered elsewhere, recalling the history of the “Li Zicheng” he knew—the emperor who lasted only a few days before being driven out of Beijing by Dorgon and dying on Jiugong Mountain.

Jiang Yi shook his head in silence. The beauty of Ao Qingyuan truly was beyond the reach of ordinary mortals.

Upon hearing this promise, Gu Rouqian felt only relief, finally getting what she wished for. Xu Xiake, however, was different. With the proposal of a new method for mapmaking, a great demand for skilled professionals in geometry and cartography arose, and many such talents were found in the Shaanxi base.

Thus, Longfeng Kingdom enjoyed a rare period of peaceful development, with favorable weather, contented people, and steadily increasing national strength.

“Brother Biao, this is easy. Some tourists have already reported it to the police. When they arrive, they’ll figure out how to rescue them. Once they find Lin Yifeng’s body, you can openly claim credit. What could the madam say then?” Xing Wuneng cleverly offered his suggestion.

Mo Mo sat down angrily, throwing the KFC he had placed on the bench onto the ground in a fit of pique.

Of course, even though at this moment Nagase Tabin was just a scrap collector, he owned his own warship—a rare asset not easily possessed by ordinary people.

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A shattering sound echoed as the earth split open. Gou Chen burst forth from underground, radiating boundless divine light, though his body was gravely wounded.

Inside the cave, the drip of water echoed rhythmically. The deeper one went, the darker and damper it became. Aside from a few troublesome traps and some cave-ins, there was nothing particularly difficult—relatively smooth overall.

Not only him, but at this moment, except for Zi Yan and Zi Shan, others—including the dragon tribe Sandu, who had already “offered” their gifts—were all suppressed by an overwhelming pressure, unable even to speak.

“Your Highness, you were startled,” the crown princess said, her eyes full of concern, though she couldn’t help but glance at Qian Ling.

Meanwhile, at this moment, Demon felt a wave of unease, his heart pounding fiercely as if about to leap out of his chest.

This was not uncommon by itself. What was truly rare was that this “pile of flesh” was moving—periodically advancing bit by bit, pulling the surrounding zombie corpses into itself and making them part of its body.

Su Wanzhi smiled faintly, offering no explanation. She hadn’t been sure what Su Yongguang would do and had prepared herself to be punished. Who would have thought the outcome was so extraordinary—he said nothing at all.