Volume 1, Chapter 48: Someone Is Waiting for You

Gu Yan brought his hands together and prayed silently in his heart: "Bless me, Buddha. I hope my children can live in peace and safety, and grow up healthy."

Following her father and third older brother, Cha Cha bowed obediently three times, then opened her eyes on the sly and scurried away.

Just a moment ago, she had spotted an old man with a long white beard and a strange outfit sitting on a boulder, claiming he could tell fortunes.

In truth, Wang Yuanjun could tell that it wasn't that the administrators hadn't noticed them, but rather that they simply didn't care enough to seriously interfere with them.

Relying purely on physical slashes meant nothing more than striking a few extra blows; how could that possibly compare to the convenience of infusing true sword energy with essence and divine status?

Jiang Yanxiu did not reply to her message. Whether he was simply too busy or felt it was unnecessary to respond, she chose not to press further.

On the contrary, it was precisely because he had listened to the lecture with such exceptional focus that Zhangsun Chong had fallen into his current predicament.

A week later, the network system of State M indeed began to crumble. External hackers launched wave after wave of attacks against it, and once the network was breached, State M's actual location would be exposed.

The usual scoldings and contemptuous words directed at him by the other still echoed in his ears. The resentment Zhao Hanxu had harbored within suddenly burst forth, and a sinister thought even began to take root in his mind.

At this thought, Han shrugged his shoulders. He might be fond of combat, but he was certainly not a masochist. Fighting every single day against someone he simply could not defeat in a battle with a predetermined loss—whoever enjoyed that must be a glutton for punishment.

"I wonder what the difference is between cultivators and our martial artists?" an old man suddenly asked.

As he spoke, he placed a sword into her hand. The blade was as translucent and white as jade, delicately carved with winter plum blossoms, possessing an extraordinary elegance.

Moments later, the two city lords released their holds simultaneously, and the Time Stone Disk dropped to the ground. At the same instant, a large broadsword materialized in Heipi's hand, while a long spear appeared in Yue Feng's grasp.

Since Bai Wei and Luo Qinghan already bore a striking resemblance in stature, and had lost count of the number of times they had disguised themselves as Mo Dao, why would they fear Luo Yan seeing through their facade?

"I advise you to obediently come with me. You are at the end of your tether today, so you might as well spare yourselves some physical suffering," the Crown Prince of Eastern Jin said sternly, glaring at the few individuals who were still fighting back desperately.

Although her level was not as high as the other three, with this recent bout of frantic exertion, coupled with her ongoing cultivation and accumulated experience from the past, advancing to level fifty would be no problem at all. She was by no means inferior to Lynn.

By this generation, the three Xie brothers could still be considered elites. Both Xie Yongsheng and Xie Yongcheng worked within political and legal organs, yet even so, maintaining the Xie family's standing was no easy task; they needed to weave a massive web of connections.

Song Guo'an nonchalantly cast a glance at the other board members, and instantly, voices of agreement rose from all around.

"It's nothing much, really. He just said I'm always glued to Su Yujun, and I retorted that he's always glued to Su Bi, and so we ended up quarreling." When it came to her best friend, there was simply nothing she couldn't share.

"I am here precisely for this matter," Ye Yun glanced at Nalan Heng, silently criticizing the man for having an unusually thick skin.

Turning his head to glance at Liu Zhang behind him, he knew this was the successor he had chosen. Yet Liu Yan himself was well aware that this heir of his was merely chosen as the tallest dwarf among short men, and whether he could hold onto this foundation he had built remained an absolute mystery.

She still remembered that night, when she watched with her own eyes as her imperial father and mother were murdered by the current Emperor Dowager of the Northern Chen Kingdom. She, too, ought to have died, yet it was precisely because of her double pupils—eyes deemed by the world to be a harbinger of disaster and calamity—that she was spared from death.

A honeycomb and a piece of waste paper used to wipe one's ass were being blown into like a trumpet, harmonizing with the military music still blaring from the telescreen.

Su Jin was well aware of what Zhongli Chen was thinking, but now she was the Princess Consort of Luo. Every single action of hers was watched by others; if she were to grow too close to Zhongli Chen, it would give others a handle to exploit and fabricate gossip, which would ultimately be unfavorable to him as well.