Seventy-Five: Sorcerer 06

To the outside world: Huang Taiji demanded that Beijing be held, that the Runing Army be repelled. Using Beijing as a base, he sought to seize the entire North China Plain and the vast regions of the northwest, all north of the Yellow River. First, he aimed to create a state of division between the Manchus and the Han, north and south, and then bide his time for the opportunity to conquer the whole realm.

After a bowl of thin porridge, he thanked Sister Zhang, and while she applied a dark ointment to the wound on his back, he slowly and skillfully probed her for information about this strange world he found himself in.

At this moment, he held a glass of wine in his hand, advancing relentlessly toward Wei Yunu, who kept retreating. His obese body seemed to tremble with excitement in time with the music.

Yue Xuan’s spiritual sense suddenly joined their private conversation, as if he had been listening in from the side for quite some time already.

“By the way,” Liu Ming suddenly said, “kill all the island’s Japanese. Leave no survivors!”

Arriving before the desolate mountain, Lin Xiao carved out a cave in a hidden spot with his Supreme Mystic Blade, then blocked the entrance with a massive boulder. Entering the depths of the cave, he sat cross-legged in meditation.

Though Qian Qianyi was in the imperial prison, his information remained remarkably up-to-date. This alone testified to the immense power of the Donglin faction.

Only the Celestial Court and the Cihang Quiet Sanctuary could be considered rivals; all other sacred lands fell far short. This was why the Gate of Hell, though reclusive and seldom venturing into the world, could still intimidate the entire demonic sect.

Half the night slipped away in such fashion—talking, kissing, embracing, sharing gentle laughter. So close, so tender. The stars outside the window, the clouds in the sky, all seemed reflected in each other’s eyes.

On Bai Wushuang’s deathly pale face, a murderous gaze swept over, causing the Luo family members to instinctively take a step back, cold sweat breaking out on their backs.

The three bypassed the various formations, allowing Xie Jiuniang to release water up the mountain. With her master’s three disciples gathered for the first time, she had no reason to simply sit and wait for their arrival.

Some people, having tracked down Xie Jiuniang, intentionally came to the city near the Tianxu Sect, just to catch a glimpse of her true bearing.

It turned out the battle between the Rock Shinobi and the Mist Shinobi had ended several days ago, but after both their leaders perished together, even as they maintained their standoff, both sides had tacitly agreed to seal off all news.

Liu Qingyao sat before her bronze mirror, scrutinizing her own face, wondering where the problem lay. Why, after more than half a year in the prince’s residence, was she still a virgin? Why had the prince never once touched her?

After rising and washing, she performed the Purifying Dust Technique once more. Finding nothing amiss, she finally stepped out of her chamber.

To destroy a snow mountain stretching for thousands of miles... Even Liu Chu at the Golden Core stage, let alone a true Nascent Soul powerhouse, would find it impossible.

Under Liu Chu’s direct gaze, Qingfeng’s face flushed rapidly, not knowing how to face him at this moment.

Hua Xiangrong licked her lips. Braised goose in an iron pot—just the thought of it made her mouth water.

What she didn’t know was that the moment she left home, a paparazzo, lurking near the Xiao family residence, began tailing her.

Right now, what Xiao Lie wanted these players to help build were the residences for themselves.

Each of the major powers had their own intentions, and as a result, their expectations for what Ye Yun was about to do naturally differed.

Xu Heng shot Wang Dong an annoyed glance but found himself unable to refuse his request. After all, he had only asked Wang Dong to investigate, not to make an arrest. Even if it were an arrest, such a simple request from an ordinary suspect would usually be granted.

Ji Yuan stepped forward, gently placed his hand on the tree, and recited an incantation. A golden barrier appeared, dissipating slowly at his command.

The man’s body remained crooked and unsteady, paying no heed to the wet weeds that clung to him as he walked. With every step, his feet sank an inch or two into the muddy earth, yet he pressed on regardless.

The fire dragon, with a single twist, lifted Qing Kou onto its back, turned, and soared back to Crimson’s side. As if to show off its recent feat, it shook its head and body, then transformed into flame, merging once more into Crimson’s body, vanishing without a trace.

I do not know how long I slept. All I felt was a tremendous energy within me, enough to sustain me for a long time. In the inherited memories, this immense power was something my mother had sealed inside me.

Ta explained in detail the ceremony for Yuanli to join the Chinese Division: the ape clan and representatives of all tribes gathered in the square and swore allegiance to the Beast God, then pressed their red handprints onto their identity hides.

Yet I do not know if this would be harmful to Xue Qing. When memories grow too vast, the burden on the soul can be immense, especially when her soul is not yet able to bear such a load.

Feng Ding, however, held tightly to his shares, not giving a single one to Feng Hua. Perhaps he had seen through Feng Hua’s ambition and was leaving himself a way out.

The Fourth Elder, having been used by the Third Elder for so many years, felt both angry and helpless. He had simply trusted the wrong person and boarded the wrong boat.

Lin Shu kept peeling longans, feeding them into the busy Su Huo’s mouth from time to time, occasionally eating one herself.

Williamson had been high-spirited and full of fight, but hearing those voices now, every muscle in his body tensed up.

“Lu Chengfeng, that Pure Yang Qi is the signature skill of the Carefree Sect. How did you come by it?” Elder Cijian asked coolly.

Yet, in her heart, she could hold no one. She smiled so brightly and freely at everyone, but it was all without real feeling.