Chapter 86

Take himself for example; aside from some influence within his own circle, officials hardly regarded Hong Jianzhen as anyone important. Colleagues tended to look down on each other, so he never paid much mind to the likes of a deputy director.

Ran Fei’s face twisted into a grimace. “Do you think I’m a great hero, standing tall and proud? No, you’re wrong.” Another wound appeared on the man’s face, now so disfigured he was nearly unrecognizable.

The resistance of the water did nothing to slow Lin Wei; he seized Nista by the collar and pulled her away from where she was.

Lock descended to the ground, approached the corpse, glanced up, and finally patted the monster’s body with satisfaction.

The bandit chief didn’t even look; he swung his hammer straight at the nearest “soldier.” With a crash, the heavily armored skeleton wielding a great shield was smashed to pieces.

Lock turned to her. Doris, hearing this, was momentarily stunned. She then instinctively looked down at the sword in her hand.

Tang Xin’s words wiped the joy completely from Chang Shan’s face, leaving him not only disappointed but nearly in despair.

Several inner disciples nearby scoffed at Tang Xin’s claim, mocking him with laughter that brimmed with ridicule.

“Sigh, I trust Master Xu. Besides, since we managed to get Master Xu out of the Eastern Bureau, what makes you think he won’t get things done?” Leng Buyu smiled faintly, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

Li Rugui jerked his head up, his face blank and mouth agape, speechless for a long moment, clearly startled.

Su Zhonghan’s sinister smile barely formed before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

Take note: Guan Jinlin regarded Li Jigang as one of the three main leaders at the Governor’s Office; Commander of the Guard Chen Zihai and Mayor Tian Baohai of Tianbao were not among those considered principal leaders.

Su Qinghan only remembered that on that night, he slept exceptionally soundly—it was more peaceful and beautiful than any other night he’d ever known.

“All right, go ahead and brag if you want; I’ll trust my brother.” With that, I pushed the bear skin down without hesitation.

Wu Zun suddenly recalled how terrified Su Jinxi had been of the rats back at King of Gamblers Canyon, and understood the reason for her current anxiety.

He had to wait for the Insect Master to make the first move, then seize the opportunity to catch him out—only then could he truly challenge him.

Before the last of the natives could turn around, the dark people’s revenge arrived as expected. Amid the chaos, strange cries echoed from various passages.

The king cast a glance at his confidant, apparently dissatisfied that he hadn’t ensured secrecy upon entering.

Xie Jun was momentarily stunned. He exchanged looks with Daoist Qingxuan and the others, and they all smiled knowingly.

This was the First Apostle, Cain. In purely numerical terms, he couldn’t possibly surpass Ying’s stats. If this were Lin Yunxuan’s former world, the game would have been shut down immediately for a full overhaul if such an anomaly occurred. As for a character with those attributes, the account would have been banned outright.

“If you’re dressed, let’s get going. We’re not here as tourists,” Shana said, gesturing toward the alley.

“Ah, does Mr. Zhi want to play Go? I can fetch the board right away.” Shayin, cheeks flushed, stole a glance at Zhi.

This crossbow lacked a scope, but its sheer power meant it shot nearly straight within thirty paces, and with a slight upward adjustment, it could hit targets within a hundred paces. In truth, there was little need to aim; after a few uses, once you grew accustomed to its trajectory, you could hit your mark with ease.

His Great Sage Equal to Heaven had to make an entrance worthy of legend. The day he signed the Investiture of the Gods, Huo Xiangkong retreated five miles. Then, with a thunderous explosion, Sun Wukong burst forth from under Five Elements Mountain. The system’s announcement immediately followed.

The final question startled me so much that my heart raced. Instead of draining me, my spiritual power surged more vigorously than before, restoring some of my strength.

Xie Jun broke into a cold sweat. His master’s words were harsh, but Xie Jun knew the Guardian might well harbor such ambitions. Who wouldn’t, when hope was within reach—especially when it meant hope for all of Huaxia’s secret arts.

As for Teacher Sawako’s past, I’d known about it for a long time and actually admired her. To devote so much for love—I doubt I would be so dedicated myself. So, Sawako, let me call you that—I hope we can get to know each other even better.

The elevator chimed crisply, announcing its arrival. The doors slid open slowly, and white light spilled from the gap.

At night, I was so excited I couldn’t sleep, while Kaixuan and Berui drifted off. Quietly, I got out of bed and went to the balcony to gaze at the stars and moon.

During the eastern campaign, Xuelan was seen only at the ambush against Swordcloud, never appearing elsewhere. Only Granny Xihua and Youli accompanied her; no outsiders were allowed an audience.

“Xiner, don’t be sad. Let’s just enjoy ourselves today, all right?” Yuxuan, seeing Yun Xin so downcast, felt her own heart ache and offered comfort.

Yawu’s cherry-blossom form was battered and broken by the assault. Feng Qiya halted his attack. “You’re the loser here, Night God Asura!” he growled, eyes locked on him.

The twin-horned unicorn allowed Emperor Wuhen to keep Kang Juechen under control, but as a father, the emperor inevitably went easy on his own child. Thus, he relaxed his guard, giving Kang Juechen a chance to seize an opportunity for self-strengthening.

She had thought that by cornering herself so completely, after his confession, her fury and hatred would give her the courage to kill him. Yet, at the critical moment, hearing his words, an invisible force seemed to hold her hand back, her grip weakening, unable to deal the final blow.

Li Hongming smiled. If not for his self-healing abilities, the monster’s lightning strike might have killed him in the sea.

The city was awash in wind and rain that night. The red bridal veil was finally lifted, and the exquisite woman became his wife at last.

“You two—stop bickering and get to work!” I stopped my siblings from starting World War III.

After much persuasion, Yuanyuan finally nodded and, no longer so sad, joined us as we headed to the XX Hotel.

Youxiao was taken aback; though unsure what she wanted to say, he couldn’t help feeling nervous inside.