Preparation

"What are you laughing at? Honestly..." Bai Jiefei averted his gaze, continuing to fixate on the silver-haired figure within the crystal ball, and muttered with deep dissatisfaction.

"This subordinate wouldn't dare... However, it is not the first time the Duke of Shuanglin has dealt with this Yang Zhen. Given his character, do you truly believe he would act without leaving himself a fallback plan?" Liu Shouyou asked tactfully.

They were all of a ruling race, occasionally engaging in projection games—projecting themselves from the central regions of the star cluster to its fringes, either to vacation, control a planet, or wreak havoc.

Guan Hu did not quite understand, but since Song Yuan had recommended him, he also wanted to have a proper chat with Song Zheng. Song Yuan was not a man of empty words; if he spoke thus, there must be reason behind it. At this thought, Guan Hu felt a stirring of anticipation, eager to witness how Song Zheng figured out acting all on his own.

Looking at Killua, Liu Yan smiled faintly, without any affectation, and neatly put the spirit grass back into her storage necklace.

When they first met, they had shared a single mount. At the time, she claimed she did not know how to ride a horse, yet her movements when mounting were far too graceful and effortless, leaving a deep impression on him that made it impossible to easily believe her words. Since she did know how to ride, why lie about it? That was the first point.

This miraculous sight caused the sand and rocks high in the firmament to be seemingly gripped by some giant hand, colliding with a thunderous crash, striking like a massive stellar ore.

With these two matters resolved smoothly, his spirits were greatly lifted. He retrieved a stack of talismans from his sleeve. These were beast soul talismans he had refined while in the Blood Demon Sect. He had initially thought these talismans were no longer of any use, but once the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Hundred Beasts Transformation reached its second stage, these talismans acquired a renewed purpose.

Amidst a chorus of gasps and clamor, Elune suddenly raised both hands, arranging them into a strange shape, and swiftly chanted an incantation.

The two sides fought for a while longer. Jin Buhuan's two streams of black smoke merged into a mass several yards wide, within which four skull heads concealed themselves, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. It was truly ghost-like and unfathomable, yet it failed to escape Du Ziping's detection in the slightest. The onlookers all inwardly marveled, little knowing that Du Ziping's True Dragon Eyes had already seen through every bit of it.

Amidst the cheers and respectful welcomes of the crowd, the stellar battleship slowly descended, compressing the air and producing a violent roaring sound before finally crashing heavily onto the ground.

Today was unlike ordinary days; Song Yuren, quite uncharacteristically, did not fly into a rage. Instead, wearing a smile, he walked up to Feng Debiao and earnestly proposed, "Trainee Feng Debiao, I can understand why you feel unconvinced in your heart."

However, upon second thought, Zhao Dayong, commander of the 2nd Battalion of the Fierce Tiger Regiment, realized that although the battalion under his command was entirely equipped with German weaponry, those arms could only prove useful in close-quarters combat; once engaged in long-range warfare, they would practically be reduced to passive targets.

Seeing Ximen Jing'an's claw descending, Jun Yixiao wore a sneer at the corners of his mouth. His Spirit Martial realm physical body, prepared long in advance, erupted with formidable fluctuations, and the origin points within his body rapidly extracted, compressed, and channeled immortal energy straight into Jun Yixiao's arm.

Yang Fan fiercely slapped himself across the face. Seeing that Chen Shan remained completely unmoved, he proceeded to slap himself a few more times.

This was the truest depiction of pirates. Characters like Luffy in the original work were less pirates and more adventurers. Betrayal, slaughter, and cruelty—these were the true hallmarks of piracy.

This sect possessed no profound heritage; based on information gathered thus far, it had been established for a mere twenty years.

Sparks flew in all directions. Qin Ge shattered the ice beneath his feet without yielding even half a step, his hands gripping Crimson Blood tightly to resist the terrifying, ever-surging pressure from the iron fist.

Here, one could see neon lights illuminating the streets everywhere, and even the air seemed saturated with the scent of hormones, making one's blood race.

What was even more terrifying was that such a formidable strike from Xian Zong merely cracked General Tianyi's ghost-energy wall in a few places.

It is said that after completing the aforementioned process, an evil spirit might manifest in the mirror, or terrifying, blood-red eyes might appear within its surface.

Jian Sa, who had been pondering how best to let Yan Bao know that he could hear her inner thoughts, heard these voices in Yan Bao's mind, immediately cleared his throat, and made a "humph" sound.

He switched back to the basement's overhead view and saw Private First Class Xie Miao, stationed by the door, with a finger pressed against his lips—he must have been the one who just shushed.

There were not a few officials who understood this reality, but they either drifted with the current or faded into obscurity. For virtually anyone who dared to broach the subject met a grim end.

Upon hearing the infant's inner thoughts, the family members all looked eagerly at Jian Yi, blinking their eyes, nodding, and deeply agreeing.

Qin Fengyi said, "This-king understands your intentions. Go and rest first. It is rare for you to come to Nanyi City, so do walk around the city and witness the new vitality of our Nanyi City." With that, he dismissed the two of them.

Only, Dowager Empress Lin and Xu Yifang had raised Xie Mao's expectations to such heights that he began to doubt his own judgment.

"Truly. You can harvest them during the rest period after dinner tonight, and then present them to the girl you fancy as the setting sun goes down," Wang Zhong suggested.

Upon hearing so many people calling out to her, Yan Bao looked down, and upon doing so, she felt both surprised and delighted.

Having been stood up by Su Ci, Fang Youshan's mood could only be described as atrocious, and upon hearing that Ruan Linlang had once again won the chief editor's favor, her resentment only deepened.