Chapter 125: Quite a Lively Scene
Nestled beside Mount Kassin, along the banks of the Baghdad River, Damascus stands not only as one of the oldest ancient cities in the world but also as one of the most fertile lands nearby.
Legend has it that Muhammad, the founder of Islam, once visited this place and marveled at its beauty but chose not to enter. When his companions asked why, Muhammad uttered a phrase that has since become widely known throughout the Arab world:
“A person can only enter paradise once in their lifetime. If I enter this place now, how can I enter the paradise in the heavens later?”
From then on, Damascus earned the epithet "Paradise on Earth."
It seemed inevitable that a visit was in order. The Chu family’s attitude was one of deep respect; when facing the venerable Wang, their usual arrogance vanished.
“I am,” Lei replied, looking at the American veteran before him and glancing at his shoulder insignia. “Are you General George?”
“Alright, I’ll be in touch.” After speaking, Lei handed the microphone back to the special forces operator in charge of communications.
“What? This guy’s courting death! No one inside knows how dangerous it is. Damn him! You all stay here and keep watch. I’m going in to take a look,” Brother Eagle exclaimed in alarm.
If the iron chain were to be lost by accident, it would be impossible to open it again. Even if the craftsman were found once more, the result would be the same.
Given Qinghua’s strength, recruiting a student was no challenge. Their greatest competitor was Beijing University.
The man’s words were full of teasing and mockery. Jason, unable to stand it any longer, was about to step inside, but Xiao Qi stopped him with a firm hand.
After Ning Yaoyang’s wet nurse was dismissed, Sheng Mimi assigned a capable nanny to his room.
In the previous game, he had roughly gauged Gu Qingyao’s skill; it seemed to be on par with his own.
“Are you saying... our members’ combat abilities are quite poor?” Mori Kazuo furrowed his brows thoughtfully before his expression cleared somewhat.
However, Feng Leizi speculated that these talisman papers might serve an even greater purpose. After all, the being searching for them was the Demon Emperor, standing at the pinnacle of the power hierarchy. The fact that such a mighty figure sought the Nine Talismans clearly indicated their significance far beyond ordinary means.
The money was already in hand. As for the rest, it was no longer the old fisherman’s concern. It was better to return home sooner rather than later.
He studied Su Qingqian carefully. Though she appeared a bit paler and taller than when she first married into the Pei household, she was still somewhat thin.
What is hell? It is a place imprisoning the most heinous beings, whose strength is terrifying beyond measure. Even the supreme beings cannot slay them; they can only be eternally sealed within the infernal realm.
Su Qingqian frowned slightly. The Yuan Qi Emperor desired Yue Kingdom’s cannons, yet only Pei Huan in the entire Chu Kingdom could manufacture them.
On the other side, only one Tian-level demon was capable of barely holding his own—not truly matching, but merely entangling the opponent. Under such circumstances, optimism was hard to come by.
Yu Jue lifted the Jingyang Bell in his hand. At the sound of a single chime, the Fire Virtue Star Lord immediately awakened from the eternal past.
“Behave yourself. Don’t force me to act,” Lin Yuanping said calmly, his gaze cold and unyielding.
“All right, breakfast is finished. I’m heading back now,” Zhou He smiled, picking up the two sets of clothes and standing up.
“By the way, senior brother, do you know when the banquet officially begins? Also, what kind of dishes are usually served?” Zhou He asked Xuan Yunzi.
The dormitory door was of a kind that any profession with a bit of effort could open at will—truly citizen-friendly. Such an easy door, of course, couldn’t withstand Li Wei’s full-hearted effort. At that moment, Li Wei had used this very door to break through and directly placed it on the door of the dorm opposite.
No one knew who it was, but a soft chuckle echoed—a sound like a thorn, piercing the tense atmosphere of the meeting room. The room stirred slightly, as if a swelling balloon were releasing air.
The only regret was that, despite his establishment of the modern church becoming the world’s foremost religion, he had not succeeded fully. Of course, had he lived longer, perhaps the outcome would have been different.