Volume One, Chapter 25: Pei Shang

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Beside each of these people lay weapons such as knives, axes, and clubs. At that moment, everyone’s attention was focused on an old man.

During the few days Li Yang was away, Sweetie found staying in the basement terribly dull. Apart from training Ling Ruoxuan, she spent the rest of her time cultivating diligently.

Hu Shiyun’s extraordinarily sensitive hearing picked up the gunshot. It was unmistakably from an M24 sniper rifle, the kind found only in a supply drop.

Then a voice suddenly rang out. “Elder Xu, do you still remember the evil force that once appeared in the Western Liang Ancient Kingdom and annihilated the Prince of Qi’s residence?” The speaker was Xiong Tinglu.

Zhao Sihai’s expression was equally solemn. Over the past three years, he had learned some things about the past—things he had never even imagined before.

In particular, people like them, so-called bandits, could swallow up and attack one another without needing the supposedly righteous justification of the feudal lords below the mountain. As long as they possessed sufficient strength, that was enough.

Just then, Zhang Qing suddenly walked in from outside. At a glance, she saw Zhou Aren and his companion holding hands.

Lin Meiting took a deep breath, forced the corners of her mouth upward, and smiled at him as though nothing had happened before shifting her gaze away. Yet beneath the table, her hands had unconsciously clenched together, revealing the turmoil in her heart.

She had always been extremely proud of her appearance, but compared with this woman, Liang Yuan felt she still fell somewhat short. No wonder Brother Yang doted on her so much and took her everywhere he went.

Two carved stone heads of elk faced each other atop the stone pillars flanking the entrance. The heads were lifelike, though years of rain had eroded them into something mottled and rather ferocious.

After Yi Tianhao finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa without the slightest ceremony. In truth, his politeness had been merely perfunctory; if there was no need to fight, resting was naturally the better option.

“If that’s the case, shouldn’t you take back what you said earlier? Otherwise, you’re a great liar!” Tatiyana said happily.

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Leng Xuan nodded inwardly. The Demon Emperor’s ability to think of that showed how intelligent he was. Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong thing as a substitute.

After exchanging glances, the remaining men shouted and charged at Yi Tianhao once more. One of them swung a cleaver, but Yi Tianhao caught it by the blade and lightly flicked it with a bent finger. The entire blade shattered into several pieces, breaking apart inch by inch. Yi Tianhao then kicked the man in the chest, sending him crashing to the ground.

Once Chen Chufan had understood the underlying issue, he stopped worrying about it. He also abandoned the idea of transcribing the melodies that kept surfacing in his mind. Revising them would take far too much effort. It would be better to wait until Lu Jia gave him the revised scores a month later, then discuss the formation of a studio with him in detail.

Huang Qiuying thought this plan was sound. That way, the Star Lords would have no choice but to bring their clans to those star systems and become their system lords, because most of those planets were dead worlds with large populations. The Origin Sects currently governing their planets could simply refuse to let them take those people away.

Three illusory figures hovered there. After a moment, a fourth faint figure appeared, gradually solidifying from a cloud of hazy smoke until its form became clearly discernible.

Fortunately, the heavens had blessed the Skyvault Continent. In the end, all forty-eight Earth Spirits recovered; not one had truly died. Almost all of them had fallen into slumber. Even those in the best condition could only be considered half-awake, using every last bit of their strength to support their companions.

“The plane this morning only just arrived. By the way, what exactly was going on with that video?” Su Xiuqing asked anxiously before she even had time to enter.

Just then, a rumbling sound came from outside the City of Ten Thousand Capitals. A helicopter descended onto the square in front of the city gates, and Jin Penghui, Yang Louqin, and a soldier stepped out.

“Don’t worry. The Chen family can’t cause much trouble.” Zhao Yi smiled confidently as his spiritual sense stretched toward the Chen Clan Ancestral Shrine.

The patrol battalion and the inconspicuous Standard Battalion of the Grain Transport Commissioner were left by Zheng Xi at the city’s main traffic arteries, ready to reinforce the upper city. Whether stationed on the walls or within the city, they were all reliable troops Zheng Xi had brought from Fujian.

With fewer men to support them, their own clans would be at a disadvantage in struggles over water, land, and other resources. The local gentry who collected taxes in the countryside might also decide that they were easy prey and dump another family’s taxes—or even their own—onto them.

Zhu Youlang would have been better off not mentioning it. The moment he raised the issue, the oily flatterers once again cupped their hands and said, “We beg Your Majesty to make the final decision!”

Who was joking? After what had happened to Ma Jixiang, who would dare openly defy this emperor, whose temperament had suddenly changed so drastically? Since the fugitive Son of Heaven had awakened, what single thing had gone according to their expectations?

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Drawing on the astral power contained within fragments of the Imperial Star, Zhan Changfeng gradually grasped the essentials of the stellar arts among the three categories of Qimen arts—sun, moon, and stars. She established a connection with her natal Purple Tenuity Star, thereby gaining the foundation needed to practice stellar arts.

Still, given its current position, IFCD might not be an ideal spot at the center of the formation, but it was the most flexible position.

Collecting grain and paying wages were, in the end, hard economic problems. Even as the court’s only directly administered free prefecture and its second-largest industrial city, Zhongxing Prefecture still could not produce that much money.

To score around two hundred points on the very first day of training was already an astonishing result. He did not need any particular guidance; all his instruction was laid out in his training chart. As for professional coordination, that would only be discussed once he was truly able to participate in a trial training session with Liquid.

The two had been evenly matched whenever they faced one another at the club. This time, the winner might be decided by a mere few hundredths of a second.

With their nighttime vision severely restricted, the group could not see clearly and had no choice but to find somewhere to settle down and rest. They would continue searching at daybreak. Though hungry and exhausted, they still arranged themselves in order and took turns resting, just in case.

Helian Yinqing nearly spat a mouthful of saliva into Liu Fei’s face. Did he have no shame? Even the wealthiest of the Nine Imperial Clans would not claim that they were so poor that all they had left was money.

Wang Cheng smiled. He calmly turned his head toward He Ying, who had regained her true appearance, and stared at her with burning intensity.

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