Volume 1, Chapter 36: The Mistress's Scheme

Some clamored for Su Chen to be driven away, insisting that the sanctity of the test stele must not be sullied. Su Chen did not decline this; he was curious whether consuming the heart of the White Qilin would aid him in comprehending the Canon of the War God.

From destroying the mechanical combat unit to extracting the crystal from its body, the entire process took only a few minutes. His movements were as skilled and efficient as those of a veteran bandit.

"Boom!" The Plague Beast lashed out, attempting to crush Shi Kang beneath its palm. By some stroke of luck, Shi Kang escaped unscathed, though the force of the blow, heavy as a thousand jun, left a meter-deep crater in the ground.

"I am Zhao Shishi from the Marketing Department of Prosperity International. I have already spoken with President Wang on the phone," Zhao Shishi replied with a smile.

This statement carried a double meaning. One was Su Chen’s cultivation level: how did he jump from a one-star Martial Ancestor to the peak of the Martial Ancestor realm so suddenly? Could it be that the seal of the Five Gods Ancient Array was useless against him? Or had he found some way to break the seal?

"Splat!" It was no exception this time; Ma Long broke through Yin Lei’s defenses, his scimitar piercing directly through the left side of his abdomen. Two hundred rounds had passed, and the battle between the two intensified, with neither side showing any sign of relenting.

"Dalong, surely not everything requires Ye Xiu to step in? We two can handle it; there is no need for him," Bai Wei said, glancing at Ye Xiu.

Fortunately, the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus was conceived by the Chaos Flame within his sea of consciousness. Under the perception of the Chaos Flame, Zhao Kaisheng’s consciousness, protected by the rules of the Corpse Path, had not been completely extinguished. With the Chaos Flame, there was still hope for a cure.

It was a mediator capable of bending and stretching, a housekeeper who considered the big picture, an inconspicuous foil to the leader, and an indispensable, unsung hero.

Chen Tang naturally could not catch the Level 4 Old Master, who possessed the Flash ability. In fact, Ergou did not even need to use Flash; his second skill’s high damage reduction and speed boost allowed him to escape instantly.

The opponents, of course, would not sit idly by. Meng Qi took the lead, approaching as if he could take on three people at once, with Zhuge Liang and Su Lie following suit.

She could not help but feel dejected; how was it that she had inherited absolutely none of her mother’s beauty or talent?

He held a fire axe in his right hand. The blade was large and strangely curved, supposedly manufactured based on some ergonomic principles, which he had grabbed at random from the hallway.

After buying steak and sea bass, Li Feng also picked up some chicken breast, intending to stir-fry Kung Pao Chicken—a famous Chinese home-cooked dish that Lu Lu likely had not tasted much in America.

Unexpectedly, Su Chen had disregarded the consequences and chose a path of mutual destruction, causing all of her plans to fall through.

"Bang!" Without a sound, a face both strange and familiar to Ye Chen appeared outside the door.

Shi Lang’s pace was immediately hindered. Ever since he returned to Chang'an, he had been preoccupied with the matter of "dispersing the soldiers." Yun Xiu knew this well and chose not to urge him.

A-Shi agreed with a smile. He was not a man fond of wine to begin with, so he took these words to heart, especially since his friends were not drunkards either.

Gao Yu had not expected Wu Hua to be so arrogant, but instead of being angry, he found himself admiring Wu Hua all the more.

Wu Hua kept this thought to himself, not mentioning it directly to Wang Kelun. He simply nodded to show he understood and asked Wang Kelun to keep a close watch on developments, while he himself would also pay attention to what Luo Yuwei did in the coming days.

Chen Jialuo could not help but feel delighted upon hearing this. Since Xu Yang was willing to engage in dialogue, then any condition could be negotiated.

Leng He felt contempt for the Rou Tribe, thinking they had nothing better to do than stir up trouble. Every time there was chaos in the world, the Rou Tribe was the first to provoke it; if they were not eradicated, they would remain a source of catastrophe.

After bidding farewell to the poker-faced messenger, Xu Yang stepped out of the palace after some thought. The palace guards kindly tugged at his sleeve, warning him not to return too late. Xu Yang thanked them and hurried out of the palace gate.

Suddenly, the Blood Beast let out an angry roar, the sound echoing like a thunderbolt striking the earth. Some of the less strong-willed people present shivered in terror, and even the Blood Ghost Ancestor was startled by the thunderous roar.

Weicheng had been held for over half a month. Mu Xi’s decision to send troops to attack the Jin Kingdom was a result of careful deliberation. Having heard no news from Weicheng for so many days, Xiao Yang was somewhat surprised.

The feeling of being separated by a lifetime made Xu Yang feel slightly uneasy. Fortunately, Huo Qingtong was still following behind him, and the remaining dozens of Hui warriors were guarding the house, not wandering off.

Cang Luochen thrust a silver needle into the horse’s rump with force. The horse, startled, kicked up its hooves and charged forward, instantly putting some distance between them and the pursuing troops.

Before long, a dozen or twenty outer sect disciples had gathered around the sign, among them many hot-blooded, rugged, and bold men.

"Heh. Are you sure you can heal him?" Officer Ming’s stern expression suddenly softened, his imposing aura dissipating instantly. He pointed at me and said, "I’ll give you one night to consider this." It was clear he had been testing me just moments ago.

Before long, it actually trotted over with a wild rose in its mouth, offering it to Yun Tu while wagging its tail to curry favor.

The driver chuckled, "That’s easy. You’re definitely not a doctor!" The driver lifted his chin slightly, his eyes filled with absolute confidence.

"What?" Alan’s heart tightened. If that were true, they might never escape the tiger’s den again.

The current village chief of Xinghua Village is my grandfather. He holds the title of a martial arts master, yet he is a complete old urchin.