Volume One, Chapter 45: Breaking Out of the Encirclement

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Lin Yi pretended to close his eyes and twirled his beard, saying, “That may be so, but Young Master Sun’s pulse is calm and strong, as if—” Before he could finish, Cao Heng’s pulse suddenly quickened erratically, beating in an irregular frenzy.

After hanging up the phone, I suddenly remembered that in the large chest where old clothes were stored, there seemed to be a bluish-gray shirt my father had bought me in my first year of high school. Back then, I thought it was too old-fashioned, so I never wore it even once.

“Very well! Since Great Monk, you are using the mysterious water chess pieces, then this junior shall use the platinum pieces. Please!” With a slight lift of his right hand, Xing Luo signaled for Monk Fa Kong to make the first move.

Haozi crouched low, arms spread wide, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on the basketball in my hand, completely abandoning his usual mischievous grin.

Although I openly declared that the ones killed were Fusang people, the way it ended still left much to be desired. After all, this was Xing Luo’s first time killing, and to have taken so many lives at once seemed implausible from a rational standpoint.

After finishing up, Lin Yi leisurely walked to the outer room and summoned Sun Er. Sun Er brought Lin Yi’s breakfast, along with a pot of warmed wine.

The Alchemist God said, “My purpose in coming here is clear to the Wood Immortal as well. For now, it would be best if we join forces to capture that flower demon, forcing her to reveal the whereabouts of the millennium-old fox spirit.”

Having barely stabilized the internal strife, Emperor Vesudepa, worried about the Qin army’s advance, ordered Kadefi to lead 500,000 troops rapidly to the front lines, determined to crush the Qin main force at all costs.

“Blind as a bat, then what use is this eyeball of yours?!” Before Xing Luo or others could react, Deng Lun suddenly stretched out his right hand and gouged out his own right eyeball.

His words were a direct reminder to Zhao Yuan that this was Pingyang City, not their territory—threaten people if you will, but understand where you stand.

On his feet were simple house slippers. Glancing into the mirror, the reflection showed a leisurely yet noble demeanor.

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Her legs felt weak, as if stepping on cotton with every step toward the restroom. She bit her lip, forcing herself awake through the pain. Finally reaching the restroom, she splashed cold water over the wound, the agony unbearable.

Without hesitation, Su Qing hurried to employ the alchemical method recorded in the Thousand Hammer Refining Technique, channeling her vital energy into the starfire within the Fire Aggregation Pill by a special method.

“I told you just now…” Wen Ping quickly instructed her servants to carry him onto the carriage and rush to the hospital.

Lin Tianyao, already somewhat confused, grew even more so at her question. Could it be that he was not Lin Tianyao? Was there another person here with the same name?

Not far away, the captain of the black-clad men found the scene too picturesque and took out his phone to snap a photo.

“Then go to the mission hall. Teacher Zhao is in charge of logistics for Yaoyang Academy; just ask him and you’ll know,” said Long Pianpian.

Compared to the complete relaxation at the main base, the villa in Linhai Town felt livelier, more imbued with a sense of real life. Ye Xiao, who came by occasionally, found it deeply moving.

“Thirty thousand gold bricks,” Hart estimated after pondering for a while. This only netted a few thousand gold bricks in profit. If Dawson weren’t so troublesome, the price could have doubled.

But Shui Xin noticed his footsteps and, recalling the sword intent of that Lin Fengyan fellow, nodded in strong agreement.

Given the current morale and public sentiment, the wise choice was to withdraw proactively, shifting the front line to key locations such as Shaozhou, Xiongzhou, and Lianzhou—backed by Jiangnan West Road and Jinghu South Road. This way, they could safely receive reinforcements from the rear and seek opportunities to strike at the weaknesses of the broken Lu army.

From a purely military standpoint, Chen Diaoyan’s hasty advance north aimed to prevent a major Yuan army offensive into the Liangzhe region, sparing enemy-occupied territory from the flames of war. Now that most of Boyan’s forces had crossed the river, Chen Diaoyan’s strategic objective was accomplished, and a southward retreat was ready at any moment.

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Such rapid depletion of magical power often leads to imbalance, commonly known as spell backlash.

As the words fell, no movement came from Kasan. Lin An’s spiritual sense detected no anomaly. The air before him twisted slightly, wisps of white mist condensing into an oval shape—like a mirror embedded in the air. The fog inside gathered into a flat image that began to move.

With a thunderous crash like heaven and earth splitting, a thick plume of smoke propelled a massive fireball outward, smashing into the approaching enemy cavalry. All sounds instantly fell silent; when hearing returned, the thunder of hooves ceased abruptly, replaced by the mournful whinnies of battle-weary horses.

“I told you! Your own child, and you as a father don’t care? Look at what he’s become!” An elderly man jumped up, berating Ran Qing loudly, but the other elders merely showed grim expressions.

“Then I’ll take you out first! Maybe someday you’ll thank me!” Cang Lei’s face was resolute. He had to remove this evil spirit first; perhaps there would be a chance later. Stubborn as he was, there was no listening to explanations.

Liu Fengxi neither agreed nor disagreed, a cold smile curving her lips as she saw through the hypocrisy and pretense.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew inexplicably within the tomb chamber, scraping and swirling, chilling the heart and causing an involuntary shiver.

The street was broad and bustling, with pedestrians flowing endlessly. Vendors’ shouts echoed from both sides, creating a lively, prosperous scene.

“Today’s Sunday. Looks like you’ve completely lost track,” Xiumei said, slipping on her slippers as she walked forward.