Volume 1, Chapter 30: The Ancient Method of Refining Saltpeter

Driven by a sudden impulse, Li Wenyuan abruptly bowed his head, catching her slender, porcelain-white neck between his teeth, nibbling and worrying at the smooth, resilient skin.

Having grown accustomed to retreating to this place, he considered it the safest location, which is why Lin Tianyao intended to infuse the dragon blood of the nine hell-dragons here.

Yet, who could know how these children would turn out once they grew up? Would they, too, eventually change their attitude toward her just as their parents had?

Qing Rang looked at him, her eyes filled with tearful smiles; she knew that the promise of being "as honored as the Emperor" was a favor unprecedented in history.

Xu Yi could not help but see the astonishment on her face, and his heart felt heavy with congestion, yet he forced himself to turn away.

"It is true, of course. When have I ever lied to you?" Yun Ze stepped forward in his robes and sat down across from Qing Rang.

Seeing Shi Tian’s brows furrowed, Tang Jin assumed he was still angry, and the smile on her face gradually vanished, replaced by unease.

The worried expression on the face of the old coachman, Chi Jia, gave way to a smile at Sa Du’s words. He rubbed his hands in excitement, preparing to thank Sa Du for the healing, when suddenly, Sa Du’s tone dropped sharply, and a pitch-black, murky shadow lunged at him from the front, plunging his vision into darkness.

Jin Guangyan really wanted to find someone to sew his mouth shut; his sharp gaze swept over the claws with which Mu Feng was gripping Yan Xiaoxiao’s arm.

Such methods were certainly not particularly honorable, but for them, there was no need to be honorable—as long as the goal could be achieved, that was enough.

Fu Yi sneered and was about to speak when the door to the private booth was pushed open. It was the shopkeeper, Wu Liu, who walked in with a very friendly, smiling face.

Outside the chaotic battle continued, with both sides evenly matched and no clear sign of victory or defeat. Although Gan Lei and his men were top-tier experts from the Martial Hall, Feng Bo’s subordinates were not lacking in fierce warriors either. It was dragon against dragon and tiger against tiger, the battle raging at its peak.

Suddenly, Tang Zhou’s first thought was of Li Shimin, as the palace was where the most eunuchs were, after all. Moreover, when Princess Danyang had decided to visit the pleasure district yesterday, it was after talking to Li Shimin, so he assumed she was selecting concubines for him.

The village’s defensive fortifications were extensive. Beyond the golden rice paddies, one could see wooden barricades, caltrops, and arrow towers everywhere. Even if NPC bandits managed to break through the outermost layer and enter the village, they would likely find no easy victory.

"My grandfather lived nameless and died the same; he was named Zhuang, with the given name Da Chu. I am the leader of the Zhuang Family Village," a large man said, hurling a rock at Liu Fuqing, who dodged just in time.

Phil felt quite helpless about this; although the Poisonous Abyss looked powerful, it meant little to experts above level 120. However, most of the people in the camp were ordinary folk without any power, so protecting so many people from the poisonous fog at once required the power of barrier stones.

The next day, Wei Chi went to find Carpenter Zhou, acting all mysterious. He spent a long time there, and whether he was going to school or doing anything else, he always came and went in a rush.

Lin Yufeng, well-versed in the stories of the past, couldn't help but sigh when thinking of the tragic fate of Lao Tu and the others.

Using spiritual power to track an aura that would normally be impossible to detect was no easy task. Relying on her meticulous control of spiritual power, Shangguan Wenfei teased out every subtle change fed back by her senses like pulling silk from a cocoon.

The bar was dim and simply decorated with various Indian-style ornaments on the walls. The chairs were stacked upside down on the tables, and on the other side was a long bar counter with a jukebox and a few slot machines nearby.

Outside the tavern, Luo Xia parked his Mustang on the roadside and watched a middle-aged white man emerge from the tavern and get into a Mercedes-Benz. He waited until the car had driven away before stepping out to walk toward the tavern.

When Ling Hua followed Shen Biyue back to her room, she couldn't help but glance back at Shen Tingxuan. Standing tall and composed with a cold expression, there was no one in this world more indifferent than he; setting aside any warmth toward young ladies, he was truly a cold-hearted man.

A soldier just poked his head around the corner when a gunshot rang out—"bang"—and his head exploded, blood splattering across the wall.

The two took a carriage first to the Jiang residence to tell Song Suqi the news, and she then accompanied them to the Song residence.

She likely grew jealous upon seeing her cousin marry into the Jiang family, but while she could have targeted anyone else, she should never have set her sights on her own husband. And as for the Fourth Prince, since you offended me as well, I’ll leave this "beauty’s favor" for you to enjoy.

But what was with that room? Le Caiwei was stunned. Since she had already made it this far, she might as well take a look. The fact that there was a house in such a place—did it mean someone lived here? Who could it be? By the looks of it, it should be a hermit of great standing, or perhaps an immortal.

Yet, in that cold, icy world, there was no one but Su Mo she could rely on.

"That Mo Zhu of mine is quite unusual toward you, like the attitude one has toward a first love," Le Caiwei said in a languid, indifferent tone.

Ed shook his head, moved the mouse to right-click on the snow-filled window, entered the properties interface, and began to adjust the settings.

If this news hadn't come directly from the mouth of Fu Qiangyu, Zhai Yue would never have believed it, even if he died for it.

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end." Leng Feng casually took the Grim Reaper’s staff from his ring, and Li Shaolong and the others prepared for battle, looking over with malicious intent.