Volume 1 Chapter 26: The Duel

Mu Qinghan looked up slightly. Su Mi’s long, fair fingers resembled delicate spring onions. Her rounded nails were free of the ornate gold and jade nail guards popular among the imperial concubines of the day, nor were they stained with any rouge or pigment; they were a soft, natural pink, glowing with the luster of pearls.

The leader recoiled in fear, intending to call Daya and the others forward. Xie Ke spoke softly, "Daya has already said... as long as the reason is valid, one may raise an objection."

Yang Han’s heart trembled. Could this gate of light, sustained by the Divine Medicine Tree, truly lead to the Immortal Realm? Otherwise, how could such a place exist, where rivers flow with liquid spirit? Moreover, the resonance of the Great Dao sounds within and the laws cascading like waterfalls were simply astonishing.

"You’re awake. How do you feel? Should I call the physician to check on you again?" The light from the window was mostly blocked as Ni Tingxuan’s gentle voice followed.

He had truly reached a state of "selflessness" now. Aside from cooking three meals a day for Yang Hao and the others, he basically had nothing to do and nothing to think about. He hadn’t even asked Gao Weizhen out on a date. He had become a virtual hermit.

As he let out that shout, he took a step back to steady his balance, accidentally treading on an object. A crisp "crack" echoed in his ears.

So this is the difference between a swordsman with battle energy and an ordinary one? Indeed, being a rank higher because of battle energy certainly has its merits.

"Haha! Zhan Ye will play with you all!" At this moment, Zhan Molie, who had been holding back for a long time, suddenly lunged out into the midst of the Beast Realm disciples. His primary reason was to distract them so Chen Banshan would have time to escape; his secondary reason was his own insatiable thirst for a grand battle.

Zhao and Zhang stepped inside to look, only to see a creature lying on the white tiles beside the toilet. It had a grey back and a white belly, looking much like a fish.

The merchants at Master Dong’s estate dispersed in twos and threes, signaling the end of the day’s medicine fair.

"No, no, why would you think that! They are just ordinary middle-aged women!" Lian Ye waved his hands dismissively.

In the span of over a month, a total of 300,000 Central Plains people had defected to the Qin army. Counting the 300,000 soldiers captured earlier, Han Xin had already fulfilled his initial objective.

One could hardly blame them; they had only heard of Yifan’s reputation but had never seen him in person.

As a seasoned veteran of the multiverse, Lian Ye felt it necessary to provide some guidance to Rui Mengmeng, a newcomer to dimensional travel; Mengmeng was still a bit too naive.

Tenka, who was prattling on endlessly about their bright future, did not forget to subject Lian Ye to her suspicious "poisoning" experiments.

He saw that Xiang Yu was unstoppable, his bravery such that no Qin general could withstand him; engaging him in a head-on confrontation would be unwise. Thus, he held the city, used guerrilla tactics to harass the Chu army’s rear, and dispatched two large armies under Zhao Wuji and Ying Bu to seize the north and south, threatening the Chu army’s base at Pengcheng.

Wang Li was a clever man, and clever men rarely need to speak too directly. He understood what Yanshi Dao meant; the terms Zhao Gao offered him included promotion to Great General, and even a seat among the Three Ducal Ministers as Minister of War.

That her own mother would do such a thing—simply because Baili already had an heir, because he already had the child Siyuan—made her disregard his life entirely.

"Ancestor Tianlu, our sect leader will not let you go..." A master fell into the hands of Ancestor Tianlu, his eyes filled with resentment as he roared in fury.

He was completely unaware that the foundation of the Heavenly Court was infinitely stronger than he imagined! The Jade Emperor’s position was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor himself; apart from the Dao Ancestor, no one had the authority to force the Jade Emperor to abdicate! That was why Sun Wukong, for causing chaos in the Heavenly Palace, was pinned under a mountain for five hundred years to atone for his sins, while the Jade Emperor continued to reign.

The statue of the Snow Goddess still shimmered in mid-air, but that graceful figure had already vanished, having revealed a miracle for only a fleeting moment.

Yang Shen was overjoyed. He prepared to treat Yuan Tiangang with great hospitality and then have him calculate his future destiny. Ambitious people often harbor a sense of wishful thinking, which meant that more often than not, they were willing to gamble—to gamble with everything they had.

Li Jing nodded slightly. Without a word, he walked to the center of the martial arts field and fixed his gaze on Cheng Yaojin.

Under the protection of his guards, Xu Yuanzu did not linger in Shanghai City but sped toward Huating. The Kang family had sent people to wait for him on the road, but they did not mention a word about the political climate, merely informing him that two more large ships would be ready for launch in June. This was proof enough that their relationship was unshakable.

When Zhao Li walked silently to the entrance of the stairwell, he discovered four men shrouded in black clothing. It was unclear what they had stolen from his home, but their backs were hunched under large, bulging loads, and they were preparing to leave.

Seeing Borhu fall into enemy hands, Jin Lun had no choice but to take the risk of capturing the enemy leader as a trade. Relying on his profound internal power, he assumed that among the assassins, none besides Chen Xuanfeng could be his match, and that capturing Yang Kang should be as easy as turning over his hand.

"Master Liu, if I may speak frankly, once you are wealthy, wouldn’t it be easier to simply donate to become a student at the Imperial Academy? Why be so desperate for the imperial examinations?" Xu Yuanzu asked with a solemn expression.