Volume One, Chapter 41: Here to Acknowledge a Godmother!

The casualty ratio was nearly one to twelve—a victory so decisive and exhilarating that how could Huo Qubing not be overjoyed? Zhang Taishu, gripping his two blood-stained sabers, pushed aside the soldiers in front of him and came to stand by Huo Qubing's horse, expressing his admiration with utter reverence.

Phoebe's servant moved the chair aside, and with great poise, Phoebe sat down. “May I have the honor of knowing your name, miss?”

At dawn the next day, Deglas, leading a horse, departed the military camp with his attendant, Restia, following behind.

The roaring in my ears and my discomfort finally subsided. Only then did I dare open my eyes, which had remained shut until now. As I took in the unfamiliar surroundings with curiosity, my irrepressible joy and excitement all converged into a single thought.

Then, pulling an envelope filled with money from his pocket, he counted out twenty-two hundred and handed it to the leader.

I raised my gun and took aim. Though I never trusted my marksmanship, should the demon be harmed, perhaps my long-range support could make a difference.

“Higashijo Hideaki, I have come to see you,” the fox said, eyeing the portrait on the memorial tablet with a wicked smile.

One man, especially eye-catching, wore a black T-shirt and slippers, exuding an imposing presence. Right in front of the Imperial Guard soldiers, he called himself “the lonely king” with every other sentence, leaving the troops feeling awkward and at a loss.

“Overestimating yourself—even if you change forms, you can’t defeat me,” Situ Aotian said with a contemptuous snort.

“Damn it, the more famous you get, the more trouble follows. If this had happened before, no one would care even if the teacher beat me to death,” Jiang Kairan sneered, then stepped up to Mr. Chen. After all, he didn’t like being stared at by these people; he wasn’t some caged animal in a zoo.

As they spoke, Lin Yuhan arrived outside the hospital room. She smiled at the Jiang couple, poked her head inside, and upon seeing there was no fight, finally felt at ease.

Liang Zigeng’s brows twitched; for reasons unknown, he had a very bad feeling. The man seemed dangerous, putting him instantly on guard.

“A veterinarian for mythical beasts? What kind of medicine is that? How come I’ve never heard of it before?” asked Qin Haisheng.

“Yanxi, things aren't as you imagine. In fact, Kai has his reasons—no, actually, it's Lin Yuhan who has her difficulties,” Hong Ziyao said awkwardly, rubbing his nose, at a loss for words.

“Who goes there?” Just then, a patrol squad of imperial guards approached in grand formation.

The further they walked, the stronger the stench became. Even with leaves blocking out most of it, some foul odor still seeped in, making Ling Feng’s stomach churn repeatedly as he led the way.

As his sinister laughter ended, the old man raised his foot again, intent on delivering the final blow to Fang Chi’s head.

His calculation was this: since the number of attacking Communist troops was unclear, a rash pursuit could easily fall into their ambush. It would be better to hold the line here and wait for reinforcements from the approaching battalion. Once they arrived, they could attack from both sides and wipe out the fleeing enemy.

Yu Qing had held these words in her heart for many days, waiting for an opportunity to tell Lian Yuncheng her true feelings. She realized she couldn’t be without him—not for a single moment. She wanted to be with him.

Tang Seng suddenly felt his stomach roil, followed by an urge to pass gas.

That year was precisely when Zhu Yingtai from Shangyu County persuaded her parents to let her go to Kuaiji City to study.

Upon hearing the Sword Hero’s voice, Niu Dadan felt a sense of familiarity. Turning his head, he saw it was indeed the Sword Hero.

“Go. The next time we meet, it will be when you are among the immortals,” Wang Hao, seeing through the Five Ghosts’ intentions, said.

Though Chunhua was subdued and her acupoints sealed, her mind remained clear. Hearing Lian Yuncheng’s two sentences, she suddenly felt her junior brother had changed, becoming more like their master. Such simple words, yet spoken with poise and a subtle authority.

On this Earth, it was nothing special, but in another dimension, this item would be entirely disposable.

Not far away was the Beastmaster Pass, connecting the chaotic lands, the beast clans, and the barbarian tribes. It was an important strategic location and one of Qi Tianshou’s few sources of income.

Seeing this, the Sword Hero frowned, realizing that the Wine Monk’s actions were meant to find scapegoats to bear the brunt of the damage for him.

At this moment, the car had stopped. Lin Qingxiao turned her head to look out the window at the unfamiliar scenery, glancing around.

Only a few closest friends and relatives from both sides were invited; there was no grand celebration.

The original host hadn’t interacted much with Hu Feiran and only knew of him by reputation. It was said that this illustrious figure was quite proud, hence not very amiable.

The observers from the Three Realms chatted and laughed as they followed Mu Xianglin out of the auditorium, strolling slowly toward the dining hall.

Those rays of light, though faint and weak, turned into sharp blades when they encountered Qinglang’s spiritual energy, severing all the spiritual restraints Qinglang had placed on Gu Qianyu.

The food at this hotel was exquisitely prepared, yet Lin Qianyu found herself unable to enjoy it, eating with little appetite.

If even he were driven mad by the Demon Doctor, Cyber would likely find no one better suited to keep watch over the madman.

Liu Yun was furious that Han Qi berated her so harshly without any consideration. But with Han Xining present—and Han Qi being Xiangning’s father—she could only swallow her anger and remain silent.

Now the host’s father was in the hospital, Lin Xi, the scoundrel, had been blacklisted from the entertainment industry, and with Wu Gang as a highly capable partner, as long as their client didn’t cause too much trouble, her future as a host would be smooth sailing.

The memories from the Supreme Pearl and the Gourd Seed were scant; most of it was deduced by Li Zehua himself.

In that very instant, Lin Xiu’s body tilted slightly, dodging Wu Lin’s shot. Without turning his head, he thrust the black-tipped spear in his right hand toward the enemy below.

Sure enough, not long after, a fat monk resembling a laughing Buddha descended from the sky.