22 Setting Out for Canglang

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When the bell rings for relief grain, even those lying in their coffins would spring up—though that is, of course, an exaggeration.
Upon hearing Zhan Tianxing speak of his brother, Yang Wan’s expression remained blank; it seemed she had completely severed all familial affection for him.
At this moment, Chen Xiao sneered and uttered four words, causing both Ju Jiuyuan and Kong Xuan’s expressions to shift abruptly.
Hearing this, Jiang Han could not help but sigh inwardly; it seemed it would be better if he never returned to the Palace of Long-lasting Regret.
By then, not only would the President be forced to resign, but it was entirely possible that the entire Federal military would be replaced from top to bottom.
“Is that so? In that regard, Yang Xuantian is quite straightforward; he really hasn’t resorted to any underhanded tactics,” Chen Xiao mused to himself.
The Taixuan True Scripture circulated incessantly within his body. Above his spiritual spring, nine-colored spiritual energy swirled like misty, colorful clouds. Strands of this energy flowed through his entire body, constructing magnificent levees within Yan Yuncheng’s frame. No matter how turbulent his blood became, it was firmly contained by these nine-colored spiritual barriers, and the boiling blood gradually calmed.
“White-Slashing Gold? A precious material for forging Heaven-tier equipment?” Tu Ming was astonished. Heaven-tier equipment was legendary; even the Royal Family of the Falling Moon Kingdom did not possess any, their greatest national treasure being merely a high-level Earth-tier Profound Martial Platform.
Ma Yuan was immediately forced into a disadvantageous position. Beset from all sides, he was compelled to switch from offense to defense. After a dozen exchanges, he was nearly relieved of his right arm by Yan Xian’er. Enraged, he channeled all his inner energy to blast them both a dozen feet apart. Then, clenching his fists and stomping his right foot, he unleashed such force that the ground shook and cracked.
Lu Shanmin stepped forward to Feng Xiaolan’s side and handed her a newly purchased phone. “I’m terribly sorry about losing your phone this afternoon.”
He did not have fond feelings toward the Marquis’s estate. Whenever he visited, the servants looked at him as if he were a poor relative coming to beg for favors.
“Is it possible that even most of those who get good grades and make it to university still have to work odd jobs?” Yang Xin remarked.
Of course, playing power politics—appropriately pitting people against each other, striking at the right moment, and then offering a few perks as consolation—is an essential workplace skill for any high-level executive.
“Ha, you speak with such conviction, but what evidence do you have? It’s as if you were the one who issued the Taoist Academy’s bounty missions,” another person sneered mockingly.

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On the battlefield, having a sword cultivator with terrifying killing power as a companion would undoubtedly increase one’s chances of survival.
While the princes and their dependent courtiers were left in confusion, a series of rumors began to circulate among the common folk the very next morning.
The Taiyi Geng Metal Art is a metal-attribute cultivation method, most suitable for Tao Zui’s spiritual roots; thus, at this moment, the air faintly shimmered with a sharp, piercing quality.
Looking at the elderly Beast-Taming Master, who was still agonizing over the future of the Beast-Taming Sect, the elder’s eyes gradually grew moist.
Even so, the way the red mist darted and weaved made it easy to see the wretchedness of its escape.
During this period, Lin Ruofei had researched quite a bit of psychological material, attempting to explain the psychological logic of celibacy from an academic perspective so she could prescribe the right remedy and guide Luo Ning back to normal values.
Three months had passed, and through my constant “efforts,” the magic power within me had gradually strengthened; the ball of light had grown five times its original size.
Hearing the silence from upstairs, a worried Xu Xian went up. Seeing the scene in the bedroom, she was startled; she finally understood the true meaning of the idiom “a room in total disarray.”
Although Zhai Nan had considered this point, he dared not guarantee that TVB would not pull some unexpected trick. Therefore, he kept watching the television, waiting for the promotional trailer.
Aside from reporting the coordinates of their respective grid positions to their national commanders, the observers had nothing else to do.
“Who’s there?” Several sharp shouts rang out, and streaks of cold light slashed toward us. After all, the King and Queen of the Aixia Kingdom were present, and security was paramount. The moment we appeared, we were treated as assassins. Yet, how could attacks of that level harm me?
Unable to make sense of it, he simply stopped thinking about it. Just as Cui Xuezheng finished speaking and Tang Li was about to return the courtesy, he heard the sound of carriage wheels rattling on the quiet long street outside the academic gate, followed by several carriages turning the corner and approaching slowly.
“We’ll talk about that later. Ningning, come to my house for dinner tonight. Leave the laboratory to those people. I have nothing else to do today,” Lu Zhenyu said gently.
The Ma family was not as tranquil as it seemed; one could see the signs from Ma Guoxian’s previous interference in Zhengtai’s financial audit.

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Boss Li was also observing the situation. After one immortal was wiped out, the remaining two were already growing anxious.
A year ago, Secret was invited to Hong Kong, China, for a commercial performance. For Jeon Hyo-sung, this was originally just an ordinary trip; she had taken many such jobs before, usually returning home after the performance and a reception.
Old Ma stopped what he was doing and began rummaging through my backpack. It was pitch black, but he searched bit by bit until he finally fished it out, and the tomb chamber was once again filled with a dim light.
She hurried off to call for a doctor, her voice so loud that I could still hear her even after she had run quite far away.
Ishihara Mei could not understand the two’s cryptic exchange, so she could only touch her white hair foolishly and look around.
Master Yu was currently concentrating on his own dilemma, but being repeatedly interrupted by the other party made him somewhat angry. He stomped his foot down hard.
One side was smug and indifferent, while the other was cautious and vigilant. From the moment they clashed, the soldiers brought by Le Jin suffered a crushing defeat; the thirty or so who met them head-on were wiped out almost instantly.
Two silhouettes, one fat and one thin, hung in mid-air like ghosts. The torrential rain that had yet to fully fall struck their protective aura like boulders hitting a raging torrent, splashing into the air with shimmering silver light.
If Fatty Gao hadn’t bitten his tongue in shock, he would have thought he had already stepped onto the road to the underworld and reached the gates of hell.
“Cut the crap with your excuses! You have time to go hiking in Jiangsu, but no time to come see me?” Old Huang’s explosive temper flared up instantly.
Li Yu curled his lip; he had actually guessed it, but having it confirmed by Yahe still left him somewhat disappointed.
Just as he uttered a word, he faltered, not knowing how to continue. Thinking of the warning Gaojing Guita had given him on the floor earlier, the class monitor feared future retaliation and swallowed the words he had originally intended to say.