Volume 1 Chapter 45 Yes, It's You

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Yet once she finally believed it, she became terrified—terrified of him leaving, terrified of a world without him.
The four severed legs and the wounds on the torso of the venomous beast once again turned into a semi-congealed state, slowly merging, and finally forming a single, flawless entity as if it had never been injured at all.
He Qiang, lost in these fantasies, did not forget whose help was required to turn these illusions into reality.
"What the hell, aren't you upstairs? How did you end up down here? And how on earth could you hear me talking inside?!" Wang Xu exclaimed in utter shock, seeing him leaning leisurely against the wall outside the elevator door.
Liu Rusheng understood all too well that once the Crimson Blood Society lost the Killing Hall and the Dark Hall, it would inevitably be reduced to nothing more than an ordinary gang. Moreover, someone had to take the blame for what had happened, and as the head of the family, he could not shirk this responsibility.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when Wang Xu returned to the agency, and Master Cat was lying on the sofa sending text messages.
Taking advantage of the time before reaching the Royal Parade Ground, Qiu Xuan simply sat inside the carriage to familiarize himself with this new ability, deciding to name it Clairvoyance straight away. Immersed in the realm of Clairvoyance, Qiu Xuan slowly pondered this new technique.
Within Xiao Ye's body, stimulated by the fusion of this primordial chaos breath, the Cosmic Star Chart seemed to instantly spring back to life, with every single star domain radiating an incomparably dazzling light.
In the end, the practitioner of Southern Fist gained the upper hand and decisively defeated Northern Shaolin. Dissatisfied and resentful though the defeated Northern Shaolin party was, there was nothing they could do—after all, might makes right.
Enemy after enemy fell, yet the excitement she had longed for failed to materialize. Helen had no choice but to pin her hopes on the final divine war. Sure enough, this divine war did not disappoint her, as she encountered a man ridiculously formidable—Cheng Yun.
Last night had been yet another siege of Sabak. Hun Shisan, ranked first in level across the entire server, led his brothers in fierce combat into the small hours of the night. Wielding a Dragon-Slaying Saber and wearing two Paralysis Rings, he fought his way from the South Gate to the eastern road of Mong Zhong, cutting down over forty attacking players with swift and ruthless slashes.
Xiao Mo intended to first establish his own warhorse breeding base before considering anything else. Cavalry could be subdivided into many categories, but broadly speaking, they fell into two types: light and heavy. Xiao Mo decided to prioritize light cavalry to set up the framework first, planning to form a unit of mounted archers.
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"My lord, these are the items left behind by that water bandit," said Zhou Cang, presenting two objects: one was a necklace, and the other was a blueprint.
However, he closed his mouth, recalled Lao Ba's arrangements from the previous night, and let out a long sigh.
Suddenly, a flash of light illuminated the phoenix's brow. Amidst the shimmering radiance, as if something were being transmitted, a new memory formed in Zhu Jue's mind.
As soon as he walked into the company, he noticed that the atmosphere felt somewhat amiss; many people were even pointing at him and discussing something in whispers.
Having been in business for many years and following Gu Cheng for several, this was the first time he had been completely dazed by such a massive surge in growth.
Should Liang suffer a defeat—even a crushing defeat that wiped out its entire army—the state of Liang would instantly collapse. Bereft of an army, Liang would be nothing more than a lamb waiting for the slaughter, with zero chance of making a comeback.
Huang Jidon never expected Sarutobi Hiruzen to actually possess his dossier. Viewed in this light, there was no doubt left: this was unquestionably the same mission instance he and Ning Chen had entered before. Aside from the timeline being out of sync, everything else matched up.
In a man's tent, Huang Jidon was still unaware of the hormone-exploding banquet awaiting him that night. He was currently recounting several recent events to Yoruichi and Soi Fon.
Yatsuri sat in his assigned seat, clueless about what to do next. Under the watchful eyes of so many ghosts, trying to run away was a joke. He could only wait and see how things would unfold. Besides...
Ulduar had not yet responded to the actions of the Wolves of the North. The players' primary focus remained firmly on the boss battlefield.
Judging that Mother Zhou was unlikely to make new clothes for Zhou Kui, and lacking the skill to sew them herself, Chuntao bought the cheapest set of padded winter garments. Consequently, only a tiny fraction of the silver given by Shopkeeper Qi remained.
Hua Xiang raised her foot and kicked him. The kick was delivered with considerable force, and given the rather rigid material of her shoes, it made Rong Aotian wince in pain and involuntarily loosen his grip.
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Though Yatsuri had tried his utmost to run downward, it was still too late; before long, he was overtaken by the black fog.
Sultan, who had been teasing others, was now left speechless by the counter-teasing, and could only turn away her flushed face, having no idea how to bring the situation to an end.
The progression raid group consisted entirely of seasoned, experienced veterans. Ruoyun had only been playing for a little over a month, and moreover, she was a melee player who exclusively used daggers. Naturally, she had been excluded from the selection process right from the start.
At the Spirit Elixir Valley, all the elders had gathered together in the main hall of a certain peak to discuss matters of grave importance.
"That must be because you gave her some sort of illusion, which is why she thinks that way." Isn't there a saying? No expectations, no disappointments.
"Ask whatever you want to ask, don't bottle it up until you get internal injuries." Sultan spoke very candidly, which in turn made Mo Ziqi a bit self-conscious. With so many questions on her mind, she didn't know where to begin.
It was also her first time witnessing in real life the kind of schemes and machinations seen in television business dramas, with the villainous protagonist being none other than her own man... Cooking the books and stabbing people in the back—was this really okay?
Abunai was driven to the point where he had no choice but to fight back. It would have been fine if he didn't use his internal energy... but the moment he mobilized it, and whenever his inner force exceeded that of Li Chengxun, he would feel his opponent's internal energy instantly empty out, while his own power was continuously sucked away. At the same time, he would also find himself under attack by his very own inner force.
Yet everyone's heart was filled with confusion: Dawn was already in such a state, how could it possibly still have the strength to fight?
Though there was no issue with the Blade of Ame-no-Habakari itself, its scabbard was not a sacred artifact and lacked immortal qualities. Even though it was forged from fine gold, after years of relentless combat, it had sustained damage and required repairs—not to mention that the scabbard only contained a trace of fine gold, being mostly composed of ordinary refined iron.
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