Chapter 34

"It has begun!" Long Jinlu ignored their thoughts and signaled for them to watch the artillery company's firing.

"The King of Chu?" Ling Mei’s expression faltered. The anger she felt over Zhao Jia’s flight and the generals' refusal to obey largely dissipated.

"May I ask if this is the Criminal Investigation Division?" After returning to his office, Qian Xing poured a cup of water and sat down, but just as he was about to take a sip, someone appeared at his office door.

"Then you had better take a good look." Young Master Zhuang took the handkerchief and wiped his face vigorously, revealing his true features.

Xuan Se had followed him the entire way, serving him with complete devotion until the very end. He took such excellent care of Fang Yi that many matters could be safely left to him to manage.

The next morning, when Song Xian submitted his resume to the Yao Corporation, he received a reply that afternoon stating he could come in for an interview the following day—though in reality, it was less of an interview and more of a test of his true strength and standards.

It is hard to say. When a god has lived for hundreds of millions of years and has no attachments left, they are capable of doing anything.

The myna bird crouched in a crevice of the rocks, watching the two birds chasing each other in a relay-style aerial race; it was so frightened that its chirping changed in tone.

After a brief hesitation, Colin temporarily abandoned his plan to head to the Blood Mountain Continent to meet Delia, Lin Lei, and the others. After all, the events that followed were merely fodder for Lin Lei’s growth, and because he had spent time killing the Overgod Xing Yi, the war over there might already be nearing its end.

If a king wishes to make his nation strong, he must keep his people weak; if he wishes to make his nation weak, he must keep his people strong. Thus, if the people are strong and one strengthens them further, the army will only grow weaker; if the people are strong and one weakens them, the army will become stronger.

When Tang San saw that pale face, he was thankful he hadn't struck a lethal blow immediately. He hadn't expected such a coincidence—that two people with absolutely no connection would, by some strange twist of fate, meet in this ancient tomb.

Upon entering the room, a nauseating stench rushed into my nose. The brothers with A-Li all covered their noses and frowned. Tiger was tied to the base of a pillar in the room.

White-hot lightning could only crawl across the surface of the Susanoo. Finally, Nanaya controlled the Susanoo’s arm to plunge directly into the ground, grounding the electricity. The opening volley that Morgana and her group had meticulously prepared was brushed aside by Nanaya with effortless ease.

Liang Ziyan was very satisfied; it was clear that over these years, Nangong Yan had treated Han Xiang quite well.

Outside the house came the sound of a carriage and the jingling of brass bells. A burly man with a thick beard on his face was walking toward them, followed by a large crowd of palace guards.

It is something found in every country: in a suite at a high-end hotel—a room that was luxurious and comfortable, yet far too ordinary to be a palace for receiving a Demon King—an audience was taking place.

The astonishing softness of the cake brought a look of surprise to Sakura's face. One could tell that Irisviel had truly put a great deal of effort into making the cake so delicate.

Gao Mo frowned. She suddenly felt a strange sensation; this scene felt so familiar, as if she had seen it in a dream.

"How could that be? It's not like it's anything shameful," Tang San said, snapping out of his thoughts and taking the iPhone 8.

Until Guan Chenji and Gu Meng walked into the first-class cabin, the gazes of the ground crew never left Guan Chenji. The flight attendant standing at the door to welcome first-class passengers glanced at her colleague and gave her a sharp tap on the head.

These words left Guan Yanqi’s face shifting between red and white, utterly embarrassed, yet he could find no retort for Gu Meng. Guan Chenji was so angry he nearly smashed the coffee cup on the table.

Just imagine if the Demon Emperor Meng Tian found a Ghost Marshal-level assistant. At that point, Meng Tian might possess the strength to rival the Supreme Demon Emperor. Add to that the possible emergence of the Soul God Emperor, hosted by the Supreme Demon Emperor—at that point, those two Demon Emperor-level figures alone would be unstoppable, slaughtering gods if gods stood in their way, and Buddhas if Buddhas blocked them.

Who could have guessed that when she ventured into Lingyun Cave alone for the sake of Jinxi City, she would end up meeting a righteous person like Duan Lingyun? Ultimately, those who wander the martial arts world and make the four seas their home possess truly broad minds.

Yet such arrogance made one feel that Fu Shaojun was not exaggerating, but speaking of hard, iron-clad facts, making it incredibly easy to believe.

Given Tang Yonghao’s status as a young master, if utilized properly, he would undoubtedly become his right-hand man in the future.

His fair face and beautiful, exquisite features did not resemble those of an Easterner; they even carried a hint of European depth. Long, slender eyelashes rested against his eyelids, making him look like a beautiful doll.

Hui Li understood in her heart why the person before her held such strong prejudice against her. In fact, it was more than just Tanya; anyone caught in her gaze felt as though a needle had been driven into their back—a stinging sensation that made one instinctively wary.

Song Yiyi was stunned. Seeing that he hadn't moved, her anger inexplicably dissipated. It was always hard to be angry with someone so beautiful, and besides, hadn't he ended up in this state today because he was trying to save her?

Dashing behind a building, Lin Yi glanced back, his eyes lighting up. The building before him became transparent, allowing him to see through the walls of the structures ahead.

At the back of the mobile phone shop was a rear door that had already been opened. A flash of purple light flickered in my eyes, and a faint wisp of black energy emerged. A cold sneer curled my lips as I followed the trail.

The sect leader of the Longyou Immortal Sect, the leader of the Earth Immortal Sect, and the master of the Qingyi Temple were all inexplicably shocked. They never imagined that even with Great Master Fahai taking action personally, the target would still manage to escape. What was the origin and true strength of this sinister Taoist?

On July 1st, the Yin scholar Fan Chengbin paid a visit to the Mortal Immortal Sect. By then, the Mortal Immortal Sect no longer had any of its top ten seed experts, as the original tenth, Han Buli, had already defected.

The demon clan eventually chose to flee. After paying the price of three or four corpses, the Ghost Flood Dragon and the remnants of the demon clan finally escaped the pursuit of the Demon Moon.

Half an hour later, Lu Yu successfully refined the black pearl as he had wished, establishing a direct connection with it. Lu Yu directly controlled the black pearl to emerge from the inner side of the mystical turtle shell. However, what shocked Lu Yu was that this single action rapidly consumed his innate vital energy.