Volume 1, Chapter 30: The Big Shot Senior Brother!

Hua Wan'er’s gaze dimmed slightly. "It's fine," she whispered, "I'm used to it." With that, she pulled out her key, unlocked the door, and stepped inside alone.

The sky had turned completely dark. Due to the wind wolf attack, Tie Rui dared not be careless; he ordered his men to hold torches while they felled trees to construct a defensive encampment.

To be honest, this kind of life is indeed what every man dreams of, but if it is all just an illusory dream, what meaning does it hold?

In any case, the foreign priest’s prank had delighted Qian Lanlan immensely and forced her rival, who had powerful connections, to withdraw from the competition.

"Answer me one question, and I will let you go," Liu Qingying said coldly, stepping closer until she stood just a short distance from the Gu Demon.

Tie Mu understood well that fortune and misfortune are intertwined. If other sects were to learn of today’s events, his Beimu Mountain Sect would face the threat of total annihilation.

From the second watch until the fifth, while the soldiers of the noble families huddled in terror at the foot of the walls, it was the countless fanatical commoners who hoisted pitchforks and hoes, threw open their doors, and launched desperate resistance against Lu Bu’s army.

"Is it only the intelligent beings of this planet or this universe who are like this, or are humans on Earth uniquely gifted?" Ye Linghan could not help but wonder.

Having said this, he stared toward the direction of Jiangnan Circuit with bloodshot eyes, his hatred as deep as the sea. A cackling sound escaped him as he bit down so hard in his extreme fury that he shattered his own teeth.

Compared to the visible Dragon Essence, spiritual power is far more ethereal and difficult to grasp. One might go a year or two without making any progress, only to suddenly reach enlightenment.

He took out his phone again, intending to show Wang Youcai the video of "Brother Fei the Great Hero" making homemade soy sauce, so as to make him fully realize his mistakes.

None of this matters. Taking action is always better than doing nothing. As long as one acts, there will always be Awakened ones; there will always be people who hold fast to this will to do what is right, to make the Han Empire better rather than worse.

The cultivation manual was still in Zhuo Guang’s hands. He simply tossed it onto the ground elsewhere, but no golden light appeared.

Although he knew it would not be easy, not running meant certain death. Jiang Pengfei decided to take the risk.

The outcome for Liu Chunmei, while deserved, was a heavy blow to Liu Chunxiang.

Yet, she did not do anything superfluous, instead coordinating with his actions and following along in their tracks.

Being men, Fan Xian naturally understood the implication in Fan Jian’s words. He and Lin Wan’er really only talked, because whenever he had any further intentions, that girl would always produce that wretched dagger from her bedside.

Regarding specific operations, Liu Bei’s army prepared to take the route through Yingchuan Commandery. They would march to Yingchuan, incorporate its local troops, and then advance from there into Runan Commandery, heading straight for the Yuan family stronghold—Ruyang County.

3. Regarding any behavior that crosses the Yixing red line to provoke them, Yixing will always retaliate without reservation.

Despite his fear, Ye Mo forced himself to calm down, paying no heed to the half of his face that had gone numb and lost all sensation.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" The three spinning silver bullets tore through three wind walls, only to become lodged in the fourth.

Li Wu pulled out his crowbar, thrust it directly between the two sharp claws, and then brought it down with a whistling wind, smashing it squarely into the center of the human face.

Later, with the help of Dean Xiao, Chi Yao successfully carved the mark and gained full ownership of the Lightning Magic Stone.

Nine seconds after Li Wu broke into the third floor, he stood on the rooftop of the building, dragging the silver cannon barrel, its end still sparking and exposing a mess of multicolored wires.

The next day, having adjusted their states, the group gathered once more at the clinic to analyze and integrate the information gathered by Li Qingping, A'ju, and the others, striving to gain the most comprehensive grasp possible of the current public sentiment.

"If there’s nothing else, everyone just drink your porridge," Father Zhang said, seemingly treating Zhang Long as just another one of his son’s peculiar friends.

She subconsciously leaned back, but the man’s other hand gripped her chin, pulling her face forward.

Immediately, recalling Shen Xi’s speculation and sensing that the cave might not be as simple as it appeared, he did not feel at ease and personally led Leite, Xie Dayou, and others to search in different directions, taking precautions against any accidents during their night’s rest.

Once obtained, whether it be the lotus pod or the seeds, they were worth a fortune. Whether using them personally or selling them in exchange for cultivation resources, they were an excellent choice.

Reasonably and emotionally, he really should have consulted her first, but Guang’s reaction yesterday had been too intense. He had to admit that he had temporarily focused most of his attention on her, leaving this task—which he should have attended to—at the back of his mind.

Afterward, Lu Xiu let Lu Mu remain at the Bai residence, while he composed himself and headed toward a remote part of the city.

There was no need to queue for the pre-booked table. During the meal, Da Minzi drank her white porridge with a resentful expression, causing Zhang Jiujiu to giggle incessantly.

They, of course, were unable to get in, as Bureau Chief Li was not at home. He Zicheng went to eavesdrop and unexpectedly discovered that among these people, some were parents of students, some were relatives of Bureau Chief Li, and others were his subordinates.

Furthermore, Shi Jingcheng had just been dealt a severe blow; who knew if he might fly into a rage and do something to her mother.

As for the concept of "spiritual energy," it sounded profound and mysterious, but when explained, it was actually quite simple to understand.

Though they did not keep in frequent contact, their bond had not faded. A friendship forged in life and death does not vanish or weaken simply because of a lack of communication.