Volume One, Chapter 35: Does This Empress Like Me?

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He instinctively began patting and rummaging over his body, and to his surprise pulled a transparent bottle from his robes. It was more than half full of yellow-green liquid. The moment he saw it, an intense thirst overcame him; he pulled out the stopper and took a swallow, which finally eased both his thirst and the cold sweat breaking over him.

Within Cao Cao’s great camp, armored soldiers stood guard in ranks like mountains, and the defenses were impenetrable. An air of soaring dragons and leaping tigers permeated the military encampment. Cao Cao stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing toward Zhonglin Pass in the distance, his eyes flickering with an intent no one could fathom.

He yearned for respect, believing himself possessed of enough strength to command it from anyone. His opinions and his thoughts ought all to be acknowledged.

“Wu Jue pays his respects to the Hall Master!” Seeing that the newcomer was the Hall Master, Wu Jue did not dare be careless. He immediately bowed deeply, displaying the utmost reverence.

He had barely left when Yu Wei returned, drenched in sweat and carrying a stack of geographical records.

At this sight, Shi Sheng narrowed his eyes, his face revealing a thoughtful expression. Qi Meng Mountain, meanwhile, looked feverishly excited, though the wariness in his eyes had deepened considerably.

“Qin Lang, you… you broke through?” Realizing that Qin Lang’s cultivation had advanced tremendously, Ling’er was stunned. Her eyes were filled with astonishment, as though she could scarcely believe it.

To the natives, citizenship in the Qi Kingdom meant becoming the Immortal Master’s own people—a supreme honor. It also brought an entirely different status. They would no longer be cannon fodder; they could become members of the Qi Kingdom’s regular army.

Because Feng Bao exercised perfect control over the Embroidered Uniform Guard, while Liu Shouyou, its commander, ran about at his beck and call like a servant, even when Feng Bao had been furious with Yu Maoxue last time, he had merely sent the guards to block the entrance.

“Of course it’s true. Would I lie to you?” Li Ning spoke calmly, but he was smiling.

When he awoke the following morning, the Ice Blade was still wrapped in a layer of white mist, soft and fluffy like cotton candy.

Three Earth Bear Beasts sprang through the air. Six enormous fists, each as massive as a mountain, came crashing down amid explosive pops as the compressed air burst apart. The surrounding atmosphere tightened again and again until it grew as heavy as a mountain, like the Five-Finger Mountain of the Buddha, crushing everything beneath it.

“Put the martial arts manuals I need to study by the head of the bed. I’ll take the manuals I chose for George and the others,” Shen Muyun said.

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The white divine dragon let out a thunderous roar. Its voice shook the heavens and earth, and in an instant, every beast and livestock within dozens of miles flattened itself to the ground, not daring to move an inch. Even the powerful cultivators far away in Yanjing sensed the dragon’s might.

The other imperial guards, seeing what was happening, sprang into action as well. The area around the city gate immediately descended into chaos.

Zheng Shao smiled and said, “How could we possibly doubt you? I was only joking. Besides, I don’t have the time to waste on you.” After he finished speaking, Ling Tian laughed as well.

“If you disregard the consequences, then naturally you must pay a terrible price. I wasn’t in such a hurry at first…” As he spoke, Luo Yun’s murderous aura grew heavier and heavier.

Jones stared at the scene before him, finding it almost unbelievable. He had never expected Shen Muyun’s performance to be so dazzling; before his plan had even properly begun, half of it had already been ruined.

What Kou Lei did not know was that the Special Operations Group and the police had already arrived outside the Youth Palace when he entered the building. They were preparing to go in and find him.

The “Destroy the Sun” operation disrupted the gravitational balance within the star, causing the second sun of the Orange Star System to collapse and erupt in a helium flash before reaching the critical point.

Ye Kai smiled faintly as well. Hu Zhicheng was not as sinister as the others; he was, in fact, quite hospitable. That was why Ye Kai would ask him about certain matters rather than ask Miao Shuai or anyone else.

Tang Weijun’s twenty-thousand-man army was lighting fires and cooking within the camp when, all at once, a figure appeared.

By this point, Lin Feng had been scared witless. He looked at Chen Xi with fear in his eyes.

At those words, Chen Xi emerged from his state of cultivation and abruptly opened his eyes. Two beams of visible radiance shot from them.

Situ Kong quickly gathered up the necessary items. Entering the desert without bringing the prepared supplies would mean certain death. Even with them, survival was no more than a one-in-ten chance—but at least there would be a chance.

Lin Buyin was an old fox. Lin Zhengfeng would never naively believe that she could not discern anything from Zhang Zixuan’s face and skin. After last night’s nourishment, Zhang Zixuan had visibly changed in certain ways. If Lin Buyin’s eyes were sharp enough, she would definitely notice.

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At that moment, Lin Yuwan stopped, turned around, took a bottle of medicine from the shoulder bag in her hand, and held it out to Yang Ying.

But the moment he finished speaking, he felt a chill against his neck. Lowering his head slowly, he saw a cat’s paw pressed against his throat, and Yang Junjiao’s voice followed at once.

“My master sent me to find you—not for some fortuitous opportunity, but simply so that you would take care of me…” Han Ling raised her head and glanced at Su Chi. “After I arrived in Haidu, my Third Aunt and Fourth Aunt were always praising you in front of me. And the gifts my Fifth Aunt and Sixth Aunt gave me when we first met included a share for me as well.”

“It’s over. We lost…” Chen Zhili leaned weakly against the wall beside the stairwell, slowly removed his helmet, and held it against his chest.

Someone called out to her, but she only knitted her brows. Even answering seemed exhausting. Her throat was dry, burning with pain, so she squeezed her eyes shut and remained silent.

The scene was bizarre, the contrast violent and startling. Kakashi had never imagined that he would collide with a wall harder than steel. The impact sent his blood and vital energy roiling throughout his body, even bending the ring of his sturdy kunai.

“What exactly is the matter with that child? Explain it to me at once, or I’ll strip you of your post!” Yang Zhizhong saw him hesitate again and immediately pointed at his nose, roaring at the top of his voice.

What on earth had Tian’e done to offend whichever great deity in heaven, that they would play such a vicious joke on her? If she had to keep dealing with these neurotic people, would she ever be able to live a normal life?

With the flame of his life flickering so weakly that it might go out at any moment, the demon Haku had no strength left for anything else. He merely dragged his battered body to Bai’s side, collapsed on Bai’s left, and used the last of his strength to turn his head and gaze at Bai’s flawless, lifeless face.

“You’ve only just arrived in Central City, haven’t you? It’s normal that you don’t understand the situation here. As for the so-called demonkin, they are neither demons nor humans, but the lowest and most despicable mongrels born of demons and humans.” The girl in yellow shot a contemptuous glance at the girl in green as she spoke.

A thread of cold wind slipped through Yun Weiyang’s collar, making her shiver involuntarily. Just as she was about to circulate her energy to warm herself, a sudden weight settled on her shoulders: a black cloak with a fur collar had fallen around her.

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