Volume 1 Chapter 45: Earth Grudge Fear

With a cold shout, the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air rang out. Right in front of Liu Moyan’s boots, a trembling feathered arrow drove deep into the ice—a warning and an interrogation.

Removing the waterskin from her lips, under the dim, ghostly glow of the night pearl, a utterly unrecognizable face was abruptly revealed. Her entire face was covered in bruised, purplish handprints, her lips shattered, swollen, and grotesquely deformed. Her neck was marred by the raw friction of iron chains, and her exposed collarbone was mottled with bruises. It was not hard to imagine what kind of horrific devastation her body must have endured.

Knowing Wang Xiu’s temperament inside and out, Ma Chao from Shanghai grew more and more pleased the more he thought about it. He seemed to already see the outcome of the matter, with everyone happy and satisfied.

At this point, Wang Jie could only wait quietly for the core pill to form. Only by condensing these two nascent core pills together and successfully enhancing the patterns could the final core pill be formed with the aid of the silently standing spiritual power storm.

I threw the imperial edict directly at Yun Xi and bolted toward the imperial palace. By the time I finally reached Yuyu Pavilion, I was informed that Consort Wan had already been promoted to Imperial Noble Consort and had moved to the Palace of Phoenix Decorum.

Li Jing snapped his sleepy eyes open only to feel a tickling sensation at his neck. Reaching out to touch it, his hand brushed against a face, and he soon realized that a certain highland on his chest was being invaded by a pair of grasping hands. Li Jing let out an instinctive scream.

Regarding the three choices mentioned by Venerable Thunder, Wang Jie felt both a sense of excitement and astonishment, wondering what these three choices could possibly be.

"Come, come, come, let's have a toast together," Gao Jiancheng greeted. Situ also raised his wine bowl, intending to clink glasses with his brothers once more, but Zhao Mei snatched the bowl right out of his hand.

"No, no, no, your eldest sister and I are just classmates. Besides, look at how pretty she is now—it would be such a grievance for her to be the boyfriend of an ugly guy like me," Ye Feng said, hastily waving his hands.

At this moment, Ling Qiuyun was facing Instructor Huang. Seeing him look at her with a gentle smile, a flash of annoyance crossed her eyes.

Today, he had received a message from the guild leader’s younger brother, Ye Guo Wuchen, asking him for a favor: to eliminate a player, the number one player on the leaderboard.

A chill struck Jin Yun’s heart. The Zhuquan really was hiding in the mountains; no wonder the Emperor wanted to bring Lingluo along. With this thought, half of his worries were put to rest.

Hearing him say this, Hun Li Xin finally let go of his lingering anxiety. If the people from the Beast King Cave hadn't mentioned the matter of Hun Shi purging solo players at all, he could be certain there was a problem.

Yet he had always disliked Quan Shengnan calling him Fourth Uncle, to say nothing of the distant and formal address of Master Huo.

At that moment, Shaoyan suddenly recalled the discourse on flowers and fruit delivered earlier by the senior Taoist priest on the peak, and finally understood his meaning. As it turned out, the Taoist of the Big Dipper was also a fruit, and for reasons unknown, the seven senior Taoists, including the senior Taoist of the peak and the Big Dipper Taoist, had established such a peculiar set of rules for their lineage transmission.

"No," Ming Shuang's tail gently swayed, "because the Lord has issued a decree: the four demi-human races and the vampires shall rule through a separation of powers."

The surrounding shadows of the trees, the tranquil lake, and the moon and stars overhead all faded into the background of the dark night; my eyes were fixed solely on him. Once again, I drifted into a deep dream while resting on his shoulder, a smile still lingering at the corners of my lips. Only this time, there were no dancing shadows in the dream, no fragments of the past, just myself walking through endless darkness, on and on.

Possessing the golden-scaled body of a clan king, he had been captured and thrown into the ghost-and-god black market, a place he had always held in utter contempt in his heart.

Moreover, within the limits of my understanding, the concept of a "monster" was no better than that of ghosts and deities. The phrase "raising demons and making mischief" was the best description. Not to mention that in related works, monsters usually possessed abilities that defied all logic.

"The eldest sister you speak of—is she my mother? Does this title refer to my father's ex-wife, or is my mother your own biological eldest sister?" Han Cheng asked.

Yet he sang with such utter devotion. The very moment he opened his mouth, many of the audience members in the crowd burst into tears.

Such a statement was indeed true, but one could not deny that these remarks were also the words of "hindsight" and "after-the-fact wisdom."

Quite a few elderly people recalled the golden decades of scientific inventions by Americans several decades ago. The scenes of numerous geniuses like Thomas Edison, Nikola Tesla, Joseph John Thomson, and Guglielmo Marconi competing against one another remained vivid in their minds. It was precisely these genius inventions that transformed America and made the nation powerful.

The giant snapping-shell scorpion prepared to strike with its tail the moment Simba leaped onto its back, but unexpectedly, the warriors grabbed the tail with ropes and pulled it back with all their might. This bought precious time for Simba's attack.

Back then, he had applied for broadcasting and hosting. Neither his dad nor his mom understood Ye Qing’s choice, and they repeatedly tried to dissuade him, even feeling deeply disappointed.

A cup of fruit wine was drained, and half a lingering tune came to a close. As the singing girl took a brief respite, the patrons in the main hall began shouting one after another, demanding that she sing no more old tunes. As for what she should sing? Did one even need to ask? Naturally, everyone wanted to hear the latest song-poem by Hanlin Academician Li Taibai.

"It was right when work wrapped up at the crew that he was attacked. Even Lin Yiran got dragged into it a bit, though not as severely as Lin Yuqing." Knowing that Ye Qing was in a bad mood, Han Ji spoke in a hurry.

He had originally intended to offer some persuasion, but since the teacher wanted to help him save face, trying to dissuade him now would be going a bit too far.

By dusk, the carriage finally reached Qingshan Town on the border of the imperial capital's jurisdiction. Beyond Qingshan Town, past the imperial capital's security checkpoint thirty miles further out, one would officially leave the capital's jurisdiction. The caravan was in no rush to travel through the night, so they found a larger inn in Qingshan Town to stay for the night.

In his fourth lifetime, he was a peerless, invincible general of a hundred battles, hailed as the "Ever-Victorious General." He was the nightmares of his enemies, guarding the borderlands without a single complaint despite all hardships.

Though Lee Shin-hyung had picked out a large pile of movie DVDs and CDs, they weren't actually expensive, because they weren't priced individually. Instead, they were sold at ten dollars for twenty discs, and the staff even threw in the remaining dozen or so movie DVDs free of charge given the large quantity he bought.

How could a Kim Woo-bin of this status easily accept a scandal that, although beneficial to both parties, was virtually unacceptable to the other?

"Yoboseyo~!" After a moment, Lee Kwang-soo’s lazy voice came through from the other end of the line.

With a straight face and her lower lip bitten, Ye Liuxing exchanged a few words with Feng Le before she herself finally couldn't help but burst into a chuckle first.

Saori did not refuse. The figures in the green mountains that had suddenly collapsed to the ground, completely pitch-black and lifeless, had left a deep impression on her mind. As the leader of this expedition, she had a responsibility to bring the others and the news safely back to Mount Kongsang.