Chapter 29: Guest Star

It is possible to level up a skill like this? Once "Lost Everything" was overjoyed and just about to check the skill attributes, the system notification sounded again. This alert was different from the previous one; it was a server-wide announcement.

"Fine, you win. I never thought you'd use a trick like this to threaten me. Alright, I'll teach you internal energy," Zhan Liuyun said helplessly.

Seeing him like this, Bai Ou quietly returned to her room, relieved to find that Zhan Liuyun had woken up.

"Shh, don't let anyone in the gang hear this, or it will be a blow to morale. Your father said before he died: 'That woman is truly lucky to have obtained the Poison-Dissolving Veil; otherwise, why would I have been so afraid of her?'"

"Who are you? By what right do you lecture me? Enough talk. If you want to fight, then fight. Didn't I just say? Your choices are simple: either fight or get out!" Xiao Xuan said, tucking his chin in and rolling his eyes upward, his expression fierce. His presence was in no way inferior to that of the elephant demon.

By now, all the prominent aristocratic clans in Chang'an had received invitations from the Cui family's third branch and were preparing to attend the gathering.

"Murong? Do you want to die?" Han Chi's voice suddenly carried a hint of relaxed laughter, yet it rendered the young man who had spoken utterly silent.

Seemingly holding Ye Tian in contempt, Fu Tianchou nevertheless replied, "The ancestor of the Nine Nether Dark Tiger clan was originally the mount of the ancestors of my three great sacred lands, and the divine artifact, the Nine Nether Spring Bottle, was bestowed upon that ancestor by our own."

At dawn, Xiao Xuan's massive warship carried all the disciples of Red Pearl Valley toward the horizon. The Nine Nether Continent was about to welcome a new generation of powerhouses. Xiao Xuan’s own sect was about to be established.

Cobra was quite familiar with the area. He had already scouted the target's location and planted a tracker to ensure the target could not escape. Neither of them were members of Iron Fist, which was exactly why Han Chi had sought them out; after all, using Iron Fist's resources after his retirement would have felt like slapping his own face.

Bai Chen knew Zeya was different from other zombies. He knew it from the moment she gave him the ring in Fengshuo Village, from how she had abducted him and tried her best to please him, and from the time she had endangered herself for his sake.

Li Shimin was even more curious: at a time when the Confucian school was so powerful, how could Zhu Yuanzhang possibly resist them?

"Don't you think going for the Dragon to force a team fight would be more stable?" Xu Jiusheng thought for a moment. Although the middle lane's high-ground tower had been breached, forcing a decisive push was still difficult.

"Are you all right?" Shen Shichu hurriedly reached out to catch her, pulling her close, his heart still racing as he looked her over.

***

To say that Li Shimin was poor at warfare or that he altered history—that isn't me. I lack the academic qualifications to verify facts or cite data; I am not a historian by trade.

When Chen Tong saw the word "university," the corner of his mouth twitched. That was the most incredible part.

Though she thought this internally, she could not show it on her face. Mo Shihuan followed Flying Eagle to the front of the grand hall and performed a formal, respectful bow.

You must choose between the worldviews of the divine legends or the philosophies of the Hundred Schools of Thought, as the two are diametrically opposed.

These demons emerged from the formation, and knowing the Demon Lord had entered it, they were no longer in a hurry to go back in, instead turning to attack the cultivators outside. With the number of cultivators already dwindling, the sudden emergence of these dozen Foundation Establishment experts and three Golden Core demons put them under immense pressure.

He felt that he could gain some insight from it, and perhaps use that to reshape his own Imperial Body from a sliver of his Imperial Soul.

"I just arrived at the company and am not familiar with the operations yet. Why don't you take me around later?" As she spoke, she gently increased the pressure of her grip.

That night, Yang Qian suffered from insomnia. Like the countless times he had waited on the front lines as a sniper, he kept his eyes open in the darkness, waiting for a chance to convince himself.

He walked to the top of the ridge and saw Ye Tingyao below. No, her eyes were wrong.

The August wind was slightly cool. He spoke slowly, but every word was clear and struck deep into the heart, powerful enough to shake one's soul.

Especially the one in the lead. The fierce and unique appearance made one's heart race. Was this the final relic left behind by the Endless Sea Eye?

"Fine." Qi Ming replied, then walked deep into the hall and saw the somewhat aged face of Ye Fu.

Those were eyes so pure they lacked a single impurity—pitch black and bright, as if they could see right through his soul. A single glance made him feel ashamed of himself.

"Haha, hahahaha..." The two burly men threw their heads back and laughed wildly, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

***

"This door is incredibly thick." As he spoke, Liu Wei pulled on the handle. He didn't use much force, certainly enough to open any normal door, yet the door before him didn't budge in the slightest.

Gulping down the water, Li Hua asked, "Do you have a membership system?" She had her own motives for asking; Yuan Zimo must be a regular here, and if it were a membership-based place, she might be able to gather some information. Hope rekindled in her heart.

Bai Zitong smiled, a heavy burden finally lifted from her heart, but then, thinking of something else, she sighed.

On the way, she realized it wouldn't be appropriate to arrive empty-handed, so she pulled the car over nearby and got out to buy some fruit and flowers.

"Information is so accessible these days; it's easy to find things out. Hua, have you really thought this through? Has your judgment been clouded, or..." Nanke’s eyes swept over Li Hua, "do you have other intentions?" He was rational enough not to use the phrase "ulterior motives."

As for Chen Fei, he naturally knew what his father was doing, so he didn't ask any questions and sat quietly on the sofa.

Li Hua had been so busy all morning that she hadn't had a chance to contact Yuan Zimo. It was the one thing weighing on her mind, but she couldn't chat on WeChat in front of Zheng Zichu; that would be too disrespectful.

Perhaps because of his many years in the military, he knew how to handle such situations. His hands remained steady. Gunshots whizzed over his head, headlights flickered, and Sang Wan'an saw him draw that silver pistol from his military boot.

His previously muddled mind suddenly became clear and serene, and memories from his past life flooded back into his consciousness.

Li Hua lifted her face with a flattering smile. "I ate, a pancake. It's very filling." The sycophantic grin on her face made even her feel guilty.

It had a nose, eyes, and a mouth, all the parts were there, but what on earth was it? It looked like an alien.

Shiraishi Mai was very surprised when she received a call from Junxiu. Although they had exchanged numbers, they essentially had no contact in private, and Mai didn't want Junxiu to think she was someone who liked to cling to influential people.