Chapter 121: The Demon Shakes, The Gathering Storm
In the end, following the suggestion of the Su sisters, the System decided to awaken Qiao Jia.
However...
A problem now stood before the System: how exactly to wake her. Qiao Jia’s current state was the result of external force—essentially, someone had struck her with a hand-blade, rendering her unconscious. To bring her back to consciousness, she would require an equally powerful external stimulus. The System lacked this capability.
The Zhao army moved with orderly precision and strict discipline; they were truly a mighty lion forged on the battlefield.
"Hmph! This was your own business to begin with; why should I be responsible for it?" The President, caught just as she had turned to slip away, was discovered by Chi Mudie, who glared at her with extreme dissatisfaction.
In the dead of night, a hooded figure crept stealthily out of the inn in Gray Wolf Village. Just as they had cleverly bypassed the guards stationed at the village entrance, they were startled by a soft whisper from behind.
"My lord, you shouldn't have returned!" Kain said, clutching his wound with his left hand. Merely raising his sword to parry had caused the wound to bleed more severely; if he were to force an attack, he risked dying from blood loss.
A rain of fire arrows slammed into their formation, but since they had been prepared, few were injured this time. Those struck by the flaming projectiles didn't bother to pull the arrows out; the smell of scorched flesh hung in the air—in this regard, the vampires were no different from humans.
After weighing the pros and cons, Sima Xi decided to support Yin Ji as Queen. Firstly, once Yin Ji became Queen, she would surely be grateful for Sima Xi's assistance and form an alliance with him, ensuring the Sima family's position remained unshakable. Secondly, Sima Xi’s ability to turn the tide was proof enough of his talent.
Po Bugui smashed another keyboard. Let's see who still holds unrealistic fantasies about the side stories. Hmph.
"That's right, my wish has been fulfilled. Your second brother here can't wait to announce it to the whole world." "Thank you, brother." Xu Mo did not hide his joy in the slightest, while Jiang Yuanjun felt a bit shy.
"There's a password on the door?" Before Zhao Xuyun could answer, Zhu Qian whispered in surprise from the second floor.
"You know... I couldn't just sit still." The priest kept his head lowered, his damp white hair hanging over his eyes, obscuring his deep-set sockets. He tried to move his right arm—it was swollen, a size larger than usual, with a visible bruise at the elbow joint. Though it throbbed with pain, fortunately, the bone didn't seem to be broken.
However, Long Jingxuan ignored all of this and quickly unfastened Niannian’s clothes, revealing a bright red flame mark.
Who the hell was it that kept bringing things to his door every single day? And now they wanted him to quit?
"Bucky, do you know what’s being showcased at the expo tonight?" Logan asked while walking toward the event.
In truth, Logan was not feeling very relaxed either. That previous exchange, though it lasted only a split second, had exhausted his mental energy, and over half of his internal energy had been depleted. After all, he had only recently begun retraining his internal arts.
"Master, my name is Luo Gen. I wish to become your disciple, Master Huo. Please grant my request!" Luo Gen immediately prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing to Huo Yuanjia.
No sooner had Inari finished speaking than the expressions of the group, previously immersed in a warm atmosphere, froze in unison. The atmosphere at the dining table plummeted instantly, as if plunged into an ice cellar.
Tian Chou, deep in his cultivation insights, was awakened by the crisp sound of two bird calls. He was holding the Ice Soul Cold Iron Sword, his heartbeat steady and rhythmic. Beside him lay several empty buckets, and his body reeked of alcohol.
As he fell, he instinctively reached his right hand behind him to brace his body, but a sharp pain shot through him.