Chapter 42 (Choosing Sides 2): The Perilous Summit

With so many things, it was inconvenient to leave them at the Dingbei Marquis’ residence, so Second Young Master Shen discussed with his father and decided to move them to the military camp first.

Smoke curled lazily from the kitchens, and the courtyard in the morning light was especially fresh. Though the snow still lingered on the ground, it didn’t prevent the three sisters-in-law from heading to the town.

If one sets aside the aura of Wood Release and does not compare him to those with cheats, Yamato is simply an ordinary ninja with a bloodline limit.

If Vodka failed to understand Gin’s intentions and instead tangled with Rock, Gin would not hesitate to abandon him, viewing Vodka as a peripheral member used to restrain Rock, burying him in the explosion.

He was quite certain that the Chinese government had spent very little on rebuilding the volcanic disaster area.

If you’re weaker than him, you’ll be taught a harsh lesson. If you’re stronger, halfway through the fight, he’ll consider surrendering.

When Li Yunze and Ye Mingxuan went to get their second bowl, the cook shot them a fierce glare, displeased with how much they were eating.

But as the talisman struck, a green light suddenly flared from the mad puppet’s body, as if something within it had been forced out.

Half a month ago, his friend who had called Rock’s opinions “unique” died at Gabriel’s hands.

Escape Light is a relatively primitive technique, and the prototype of the Golden Light Mantra. The Golden Light Mantra, however, is more nimble and ethereal, employing the transformation of Qi, making it both offensive and defensive.

Doro gazed at the closing spatial rift and silently wished the god lingering in the star realm a final farewell—farewell, beloved Balapor, farewell.

He looked back at the fiery wasteland receding behind him, feeling as though he had just awakened from a dream. Yet the presence of Baron Ankara at his side proved it was not a dream, but reality.

Since the nation increased its investment in infrastructure two years ago, property prices have soared. The university near the provincial capital is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and given the current land value, selling it would pay for a brand-new campus. Yet the branch was sited in the remote Yu’ao Town, much to the locals’ surprise.

Hearing Liu Tong’s reply, Li Yuemei nodded and said, “Director Liu, thank you! We’ll see you tonight.” With that, she bid him farewell and hung up.

Dong Yu was caught off guard by Wu Kai’s question and didn’t know how to respond, standing there for quite a while, unable to come up with an answer.

As they spoke, Deputy Minister Sun and Ai Jing had already stepped out of the car. Li Yuemei helped introduce everyone and led them toward the private room in the restaurant.

Bai Chi’s sudden remark made Shen Yanbo, who was a bit distracted, show a trace of discomfort. He deliberately cleared his throat and responded calmly.

At that moment, gold stars danced before his eyes; he could see nothing and had no idea what effect his palm strike had on Lin Ya’er. He stumbled outside, crashed into something with a loud noise, and then collapsed onto the carpet.

At the Ancient Sword Pool, only the one who is acknowledged by the divine sword may touch it—this is a rule set by Duan Chou, and none may breach it.

Almost the entire sky was covered by a mass of air cannons, descending at a sharp angle. The immense wind pressure crushed surrounding buildings. As the air cannon neared, friction with the surrounding air turned it fiery red, like a meteor descending to earth.

“Why are you following us?” Lin Huang’s brows knit as he suddenly turned, questioning warily, shielding Lin Xin behind him.

“I’ll step away for a bit.” Lin Huang greeted Yi Yeyu and Yi Zheng, then left with Xue Luo.

“Master, I’m not saying our gate is poor, but it really does need some repairs…” From then on, Li Gou Dan had a new goal: to help Shaolin Temple build a grander gate, one worthy of its prestige.

The Blood Fiend Ancestor’s aura erupted dangerously, enveloping the Spirit Wind Ancestor.

Only God-Slayer Light Dance watched Hong Tian, her beautiful eyes complicated. She could see he was worried, and it was because of her.

Watching the car disappear into the distance, and seeing Nie Ting’s villa light up, he shook his head and walked toward the grand estate.

The Sea of Chaos surged in, intertwining with the two massive sword energies, creating endless waves.

With each divine sword he absorbed, Tian Lin’s sword cry grew louder, its intent like a dragon, its momentum like an abyss, imbued with the power of the five elements.

The river’s dampness was heavy, especially at night, when the cold was biting. In the morning, if the fog was thick, many who made a living on the water wore raincoats and bamboo hats to keep their clothes dry.

Soon, Chang Wu and Lu Lianrong, mounted on their horses, led their elite light and heavy cavalry straight down the main road toward the west of the city.

“All right, all right, I’ll give you my share. When will you finally grow up?” Fire Dance patted Shui Yue’s head. This little sister—will she ever grow up?

She was about to scold, but saw that Su Mu had already dragged over a giant, three-colored ancient chicken, taller than a man.

“We are police officers from the Liuhe District Bureau. Is this the home of Li Zhendong?” Shen Yanqiao asked calmly.

Hearing this, our group immediately stood up and followed Yang Shoucheng and Gu Qinting out of the guesthouse. They wandered for ten minutes before entering a restaurant, but we, worried about being exposed, waited outside for a few minutes before entering casually.

Everyone could sense something was wrong. Xiulan and A-Zhen clung to each other in terror, staring at Shen Piao.

He stole a glance at Xue Qinghe’s innocent sleeping posture, and couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Dewei Restaurant stood on the busiest riverside street in Yangzhou, right next to the water. Sitting at a window on the second floor, one could gaze at the endless river. Though not as atmospheric as dining on a riverboat, the scenery was nearly as good.

As hosts, Minglan and Xu Zhang had to stay and personally entertain all the guests who came to the marquis’ residence for Xu Zhang’s sake.