Chapter 97

Compared to Li Jie’s openness, Mino slipped straight into the SUV, while Ji Yi also turned and walked away, not quite sure where she was going—anywhere, as long as it put some distance between herself and Li Jie.

Lelouch felt a sense of foreboding under those gazes, though he couldn’t tell if the looks were directed at him or at the Emperor’s Crown in his arms.

When Zhang Ren first conceived this plan, his primary aim was to nudge history back onto its original course, at least enough to ensure that Cao Cao could successfully unify the north. As long as Cao Cao unified the northern territories, there would be no need to worry about the foreign tribes in the northern lands; that was Zhang Ren’s intention.

Still, the construction of the inner wall was far from complete. Labor was scarce, and skilled workers capable of operating engineering machinery were even harder to find. With the rainy season’s arrival, the entire project had come to a near standstill.

Old Ou, supremely confident in his abilities, felt not a shred of fear. On the contrary, he was already considering how best to capture Lin Yun in front of everyone, to establish the authority of the Southern Demon Auction House.

Rather than being unsettled by Lin Yun’s progress, Zhan Peng’s fighting spirit only grew stronger. Perhaps, in his view, the stronger Lin Yun became, the more worthy he was of being taken seriously, and the more meaningful today’s battle would be. If Lin Yun were too weak, Zhan Peng would likely be disappointed.

Leaving Lu Tao, Guan Renjie, A Hu, and Long Shuangxue with Fan Xingluo, Lin Yun did not waste any time on the journey. Several days later, he arrived outside the city of Nanbao.

With Fire City now devoid of civilians, Lin Yun and his companions would be able to fight without restraint when the great battle began.

“How can you succeed without trying? What if you hit the target by chance? What do we do now? We’ve lost them.” Xun Huo shot a glance at Sun Jian, retorting sharply.

At the very moment when the Gale Demon Lord brimmed with confidence, Tian Ming calmly unleashed the indigo-colored Mingxian Heavenly Fire.

“I will report this matter, but for now, our top priority is to discuss how to respond to Feixia’s impending attack.” Nalan Tie was a competent general; he knew what best served the war effort.

The weapon shop currently offered only basic equipment for apprentice professions. Weapons were sold at a flat rate of 20 Doomsday Coins each, while armor, cloth garments, shoes, and other protective gear were priced at 15 coins apiece.

Sure enough, after just two heartbeats, the swirling black vortex in the air began to churn violently again, accompanied by Wang Xu’s furious, almost unhinged roar.

Just then, Hong Dawei’s eyes suddenly went blank. He pulled out his phone, and a familiar song—one everyone present recognized—began to play.

Nor could this item be considered a magical artifact; if it were, Monk Huijing would never have given it to the Gongsun brothers, and Teacher Lin would have recognized it at a glance.

Wang Ming’s body temperature soared rapidly, and, affected by him, the Heavenly Fox Fairy also began to burn with feverish heat.

Over the following days, many colleagues came to the hospital to visit, including even the crew’s manager, but Yan Yu never appeared again.

“All I want is for her to kneel before me in front of everyone, slap herself, and apologize.” Jiang Bizhu’s intentions were simple—she wanted revenge, a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Today was only the first step: making Gu Ling lose face in front of everyone.

The Dragon Scale Guard soldiers remained silent; Su Chen was the toughest opponent they had ever encountered.

He had planned to rest for a while, but the thrill of the “Feilong-1” system energized him, so he set out once again to hunt monsters.

“Xingxing, why aren’t you shopping? Are you tired?” As Lan Xingxing trembled, Lan Qiqi emerged from a store, immediately spotting Xingxing staring blankly at a man while seated on a bench. Unable to resist, Qiqi tapped Xingxing’s shoulder, curious about what had caught her attention.

She was used to the pain—it barely registered now. Her body, however, was growing weaker by the day. She no longer even had the strength to get up and pour herself a dose of medicine.

Hao Zhou, still dizzy from the beating, was stunned when he saw the notification on the public screen.

Xiao Ying scratched her head in confusion. She had listed out various questions, but couldn’t find the connecting thread that tied them all together.

If we draw lots and face the Earth Body Sect, aside from Qiu Qiong they don’t have any strong contenders. If Cang Feng faces Qiu Qiong and we handle the weaker ones in turn, our chances of victory are quite high.

The auction was reaching a fever pitch, with the Copper Orchid Zither fetching a staggering price of one hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones.

“Third Sister will leave! I’ll go, I’ll go! Ha!” Chize Xian shot a glance in Snow Fox’s direction, clenched her fist, and, taking Bi He with her, returned to Yixian Palace.

The spring water possessed the special property of cleansing the meridians and washing the bones, greatly enhancing one’s foundation. For Daoist or Buddhist practitioners who had not yet entered the Empty Body Realm, it was wholly beneficial.

“No… I haven’t been to the military district or the Huo residence…” With the situation so tense, it was impossible to return to such exposed hiding places.

Heaven-Destroying Palm, Heaven-Destroying Palm—when wielded by an expert of the Nascent Soul realm, a single blow could shatter heaven and earth. The man in white told me to wait until I reached Nascent Soul before learning it, but now, I’m growing impatient.