Chapter 54

Now that Her Highness was attended by Jade and Pearl, both of whom had been trained into unwavering loyalty, Bamboo Green’s heart secretly longed to leave the palace, and she had quietly fallen for someone. Blinking her beautiful eyes, Zhong Ruoxi felt a trace of strength return to her body; she propped herself up with her jade-like arms and her gaze swept the surroundings.

Especially with so many people from the Spirit Sword Sect present, her cultivation at Water Spirit Level Six had still failed to subdue this junior disciple, who was only at Water Spirit Level One.

“Big Fool, stop here,” A’Su called out to the burly coachman after about half a quarter of an hour. The carriage halted at her command. Soon after, Fourth Brother, who had been lying beside me, was hoisted out by the giant, and A’Su reached out to untie the black cloth covering my eyes.

Therefore, Xie Qingfeng had to take as much powerful strength with him as possible—for only then would he have a better chance.

The nurse, quick-witted, carried the basin out, and Lin Yucheng walked to the bedside, pulled over a chair, and sat down, his expression grim and tense.

The beam of the flashlight swept over, revealing steps of a deep dark green, faintly glimmering with a crystal sheen.

This made the Yunhu Empire’s military might even more terrifying, so even an emperor as talented and resourceful as Liu Che found it a headache.

The setting sun gazed upon the bloody battlefield north of Nanxi City, where French infantry, having received the order to retreat, were scattered across the hills. Their units and squads had fallen into disarray. Though they had abandoned their cannons and bullets, they still carried back their rifles, machine guns, and light machine guns.

“Sir, you haven’t paid your bill yet!” The dazed Lu Sirui stood up and walked straight out, prompting the waiter to hurry after him. The look in the waiter’s eyes was odd, as if convinced Lu Sirui was dining and dashing.

“No, I’d better return soon. There’s still work for me to do at the company.” Ni Xuanyi could hardly wait to leave this place right away.

Driving to a safe vantage point at the front lines, Crown Prince Wilhelm of Germany fixed his eyes on the cruel “spectacle,” unable to look away from the “death zone” that sent a chill through the soul.

There was no need to guess. This visit from Qin Haimeng was surely to seek clarity on something. Lin Yan looked at Qin Haimeng, thinking just that.

From the start of the second semester to now, more than a month, Yu Songyuan and Lin Tao hadn’t returned to Xiao Garden. Lin Tao was self-disciplined and had not “sneaked a bite.” Once they passed higher mathematics and basic physics, the two of them made a special visit to Professor Bi of the Foreign Languages Department at the start of the term.

In the first dogfight, the disparity in aircraft quality was immediately apparent. The steel-framed, helium-filled fiberglass fuselages of the Chinese Federation’s planes withstood the onslaught, and, protected by helium, the fiberglass did not ignite under incendiary tracer fire as feared.

Yet, one can only lament the fate of the Royal Navy, who, despite their advanced equipment, found no salvation.

Scanning the venue, the members of the Long family were already beaming, while those from the Su Group looked somewhat dejected. As for Liu Shimeng, she did not seem happy; she stared at the upper floor, lost in thought. Wu Yue saw the miserable state of Zhong Lingyu being escorted away by the police, and wondered if the cooperation they had just arranged truly ended so abruptly.

Just as the youth hesitated, unsure whether to act to neutralize the rift, the fissure suddenly widened and swelled, and blue light blazed forth like supercharged lightning, unleashing a horde of gods and demons, much like those seen earlier on the battlefield.

As Emperor Bicheng began to feel guilty under Xiao Yue’s gaze, the blood from the crystal box unexpectedly flew out, hovered in midair, and then exploded.

Only now did I realize the Ironclad Cavalry possessed such an extraordinary skill. I was quite embarrassed—then suddenly! With a roar, the Ironclad Cavalry unleashed the Myriad Thunder Spear once more. I was startled.

This made them admire us Reincarnation even more, for though our team did not have a full ten members, our combat strength far surpassed theirs.

I chuckled softly; it seemed more good news was on its way. Indeed, luck had been on our side these past few days, and I could not help but smile.

Arrows and spells were released together, all aimed at the Bone Dragon. Yet the Bone Dragon dodged them all, which was astonishing—though it did give me an opportunity. I shouted as I seized it.

After a while, the two artifacts seemed to reach some sort of agreement and ceased glowing, but the bone still channeled the chaotic immortal energy in Xiao Yue’s body, intensifying the tempering of his flesh.

Xiao Yue was now covered in wounds; he knew no martial arts and could only endure with his own body, leaving him constantly on the defensive.

“Enough talk! Prepare to die!” The black-clad sect master placed his left hand behind his back and struck with his right palm, which surged forward, instantly reaching the heads of the Xiao clan’s leader and the Sacred Lord of the Jade Pool.

“I think two minutes will do.” Captain Kaji was about to speak when he saw Gaia pressing the Light-Heat Magic Stone Lesat to the ground, rubbing him back and forth. After all, at the moment, Lesat’s weight was not great, and he had been doused with water, appearing to have caught a cold.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled into a hard embrace. Without warning, her lips were seized and mercilessly ravaged, the burning kiss hungrily trailing down to her neck. His hand gently tugged open her collar; just as she felt a trace of coolness, his lips and tongue enveloped and devoured her skin.

The banquet was set to begin promptly at six in the evening. After waiting a while, everyone arrived; naturally, no one dared to be late for such an occasion.

Beside them was a stone table with a plate of spirit fruit and a pot of spirit tea, from which ethereal energy drifted like mist—none of these were ordinary fare. The lazy sunlight fell gently on Zhang Zhiping, who rocked leisurely in a grand master’s chair, truly living in comfort compared to that neighbor who rarely emerged.

Glancing again at the data sheet, every other entry read “0,” and so there was nothing of interest to see.

Fortunately, at that moment, a furious roar erupted from underground, and countless crimson flaming sword-lights howled forth, striking each blood shadow with unerring accuracy and vanquishing them with ease. Then, a towering sword-light a thousand feet high pierced the heavens, charging fiercely into the rolling blood clouds above.

Meanwhile, the TPC side systematically ruled out the trapped based on life signs and energy readings, even kindly reminding the Japanese of those they had overlooked.

Shi Run, however, avoided the scene and turned toward the other side, heading over to President Bei Yu, who was now led only by the driver.

Consequently, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army in other provinces and commanderies, having heard the news, soared, making their assaults go much more smoothly.