Volume 1, Chapter 37: I Want to Collaborate with You

Shen Sisi woke up early, styled her hair beautifully, and applied a light touch of makeup. Her face was petite, and beneath gracefully arched willow-leaf brows, her large eyes shone like stars. Perhaps due to the impending joyous occasion, a soft, rosy glow emanated from her fair skin, appearing even more vibrant and natural than rouge.

An Yi thought to himself that Princess Ye must be remarkably carefree. As Xiao Yan'er put it, how could one manage to lose such a treasure—a relic capable of connecting the realms of life and death as well as traversing the dreamscape?

"Chu Tian pays his respects to all the elders!" Upon crossing the threshold, Chu Tian offered a calm, slight bow.

Because a cultivator and a mortal sharing a bed—while harmless to the mortal—would damage the cultivator's cultivation; if prolonged, it could even cloud their spiritual roots, with the most severe outcome being the total sealing of those roots once again.

Although he was panic-stricken inside, he managed to move with such extreme care throughout the process, striving to minimize any sound or disturbance.

The opening stance is as such; once the second form is mastered, the power doubles. By layering them in this way, theoretically, by the time one reaches the seventh form, the power is the first form raised to the seventh power, not merely seven times greater.

Ye Bei smiled. Regardless of what sword he equipped, his attack power would be calculated as if he were wielding the Scale of the Fallen Dragon, but since that was inconvenient to draw, he simply used the novice sword.

The Empress Wa's gaze was brilliant and awe-inspiring... She stared at the terrifying power Hongjun released without reservation, and the pressure filled the entire Great Luo Heaven.

After I broke through to become a third-rank Feng Shui master, although I had been cultivating diligently, the length of my virtual golden dragon had only increased by ten meters or so.

Xu Zhengmu had not yet seen the meteorite monster and did not know how terrifying it might be. Currently, the most dreadful entity he had encountered was the demon within the ancient ruins, who also commanded a blood-colored spirit snake that was equally horrifying.

However, due to the entanglement with Wu Sangui in Shanxi, Li Zicheng dared not withdraw his main army for a campaign. He only allowed his general, Liu Zongmin, to lead thirty thousand troops to attack Hanzhong. As a result, they were soundly defeated by Li Dingguo, the adopted son of Zhang Xianzhong. The thirty thousand troops were almost entirely wiped out, and Liu Zongmin was severely wounded, narrowly escaping capture by Li Dingguo.

Given the few prefectures and counties under Zuo Liangyu's control, how could he possibly support such a massive army? How could he provide so much weaponry and equipment?

Even so, Chang Xi threw herself recklessly into driving the Seven-Headed Qishe Snake to lunge frantically at the six-armed demon Jiadai, blocking it from entering the Void Origin Spirit Land.

"General Zhang!" Upon hearing the commotion outside, Luo Gangyong walked to the door and gave a military salute to Zhang Jiexiong.

Salta was summoned to the office by General Macaulay, the Commander-in-Chief of the Oceania Military Region.

On our path forward, about thirty individuals of various shapes and sizes, clearly not the friendly sort, arrogantly blocked our way.

It was as if time and space had come to a standstill, but the next moment, the sky-high flames violently compressed and vanished in an instant. Immediately following, a beam of white light shot into the sky and surged into space. The light diffused, and everything was merged into it.

Unfortunately, as the Chinese saying goes, one can hide from the first day of the month but not the fifteenth. Just as I struck down the enemy beneath me, a sense of oppression emerged from behind. The nameless expert had once again appeared in my most vulnerable spot, attacking me with all his might.

Before long, an elderly figure rushed out, flying toward the men in black; it was Old Man Jiang of the Green Gang taking action.

Ju An smiled and said, "There is tofu and other things in my fridge. Didn't you go and get them yourself?"

The laughter gradually died down. A man about 1.75 meters tall, with messy ink-black hair, peerlessly handsome, and as gentle as jade, walked into the basement. The animals parted to clear a path for him.

At this moment, blood trickled from the corner of Gonggong's mouth, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins as he stared at Tang Guang with fury.