128. Suicide by Head-Butting the Wall

As the words fell, over a thousand cultivators, eyes bloodshot and appearing deranged, lunged frantically toward the arena. Everyone stared in bewilderment at the people before them; even Zhang Sanfeng and Zhao Min possessed no intelligence on the matter. Having wandered outside for a month, Jiang Yuyan returned to find Hua Qiugou still looking disheveled, and could not help but offer a word of caution to Cao Ran. The falling raindrops did not strike the ground; instead, they hovered in unison around Jiang Hu. She knew that if it were truly possible to grow crops in winter as Jia Qiang had claimed, it would be an extraordinary feat. A faint strand of Yin-Yang will transformed into two mists—one black, one white—enveloping Jiang Hu.

IG’s style of pure aggression, which denies opponents any chance to manage their economy, leaves them completely exposed; without the opportunity for steady development, their true strength is laid bare—only when the tide recedes do you see who is swimming naked. Thinking and acting at once, Moran unbuckled his belt, pulled a grenade from his crotch, and tossed it outside to suppress the enemy with firepower. Moreover, these zombies would dig into graves and steal corpses to expand their ranks. Over time, as people frequently saw zombies in the mountains, the name Tengteng Mountain was abandoned, and it became known as Zombie Mountain. Those disciples who remained unscathed surely had not ventured as deep as he had; having provoked these withered trees, could he still hope to escape the Secret Magic Cliff unharmed?

Wei Rui had intended to wait until he returned to the capital to explain the full story to the Emperor and clear the Fan family’s name, but since Xiao Hong could no longer restrain himself, he would certainly show him no further courtesy. Putting on a suit and arriving at the competition venue, Chen felt somewhat ill at ease. The atmosphere formed a sharp contrast to his life in the office. Xu Shao later fell out with Li Shucai of his home county and clashed with Xu Jing, causing his reputation to wane. When Situ Yang Biao summoned him, Xu Shao refused, believing the world was about to descend into chaos, and fled south to Guangling. When Cao Cao conquered Xuzhou, Xu Shao crossed the river to Dantu. Liu Yao moved south to Qu’e, where Xu Shao sought refuge and was treated as an honored guest. When He Xiaoyao was originally dispatched to the Chu region, he did not take all his soldiers with him, leaving a thousand behind to guard Haimen, which was the foundation of the Meichuan Capital. Because Haimen was rich in pearls, and naturally, it lacked none of the seafood Liu Jixing favored.

"If Ling Xiao had not agreed back then, your parents would have simply had someone else marry in your stead. Zhang Qifeng, believe it or not, that is the truth," Fan Yuncheng asked. Moments later, the character attribute panel appeared before Leng Junling, and the system’s replacement—a cold, mechanical voice—began to sound. The ground was piled with damp, decaying leaves and overgrown with weeds. Each step left a deep indentation, and as the figure moved, a trail of deep footprints remained behind. Anyang was so angry her complexion changed, but she had no way to refute the claim, as she had been the one to insult others first. Just as she was about to darken her face and storm off, she remembered the Mingche brothers were standing right there and had witnessed her entire performance, filling her with sudden, intense regret.

Meeting Leng Shenxiao would not turn the tide of this battle, but at least it offered a slim chance to touch the gears of fate. However, this posed no obstacle to Jiang Feng and Dongfang Li; with a flash of movement and light footwork, they entered the Laojun Temple. These words brought the eunuchs of the Yiyue Palace to their senses—this would never do. If they returned like this, the Seventh Princess would surely flay them alive. Upon reaching the bottom of the cliff where the monkeys lurked, Wu Lele whispered to me, "Step back and leave everything to me." As she spoke, she drew two arrows, nocked them simultaneously, and aimed at the top of the cliff.

After dinner, Fang Qiong pestered Zisu to enjoy the moonlight, tea, and pastries in the backyard. Madam Ying, wishing to give the children some space, feigned exhaustion and said she needed to rest early, taking Yunduo and Rufen with her. Zhang Chenggui was happy, not because of the tens of thousands of dollars, but because he hadn't been fooled. At this moment, the two men who looked like tourists had finished scratching their cards; one had won five dollars, while the other had not won a single one. Yet in front of Wang Cheng, he spoke freely and eloquently, his tone and demeanor remarkably calm, even casual. One look from He Ying told her he was Wang Cheng’s trusted confidant. Such was Prince Duan; his words and smiles were like the warm sun of March, bringing a gentle spring breeze that gave her a sense of profound warmth. The old physician and the imperial doctor both had carriages; Zisu watched them depart through the main gate before boarding her own carriage toward the General’s Mansion.

Having chased for less than ten meters, he immediately thought of his beloved Lanshu Sword. He pivoted instantly, turning back toward where the sword had fallen. By the time he retrieved it, He Ying had vanished without a trace. Cheng Dong knew Gao Lebao wanted him to help win more money, but he was not angry, for this was Gao Lebao’s nature, and he understood. The Qian army pursued for over thirty miles before stopping; countless Rouran cavalrymen were shot or hacked down, and the path of pursuit was littered with their corpses and stray warhorses. Yin Zhan glared at him—could he stop calling her "beauty" in front of others? It made it seem as if they had some scandalous relationship. Jia Ye raised her hand and wiped her face, a harsh, slow movement, as if she intended to scrub the very skin from her visage.

Zhong Lishi and her two sons stared at Zhong Mazi in disbelief, their expressions conveying a single message: How could you be so shameless? How could you even say such a thing? Tables and chairs flew, and the closed wooden doors were blown open; the trees and tiled houses for miles around seemed to have been raked by a gale, a miserable sight to behold. It turned out Ye Nanshan knew he was fond of Wutong, but he had not realized to what extent. After these past few days, he finally had a clear understanding of his feelings for her. It was Gao Shu’s first time here as well, and he was unfamiliar with the surroundings, so someone was leading the way—the manager of the resort. He was well aware of Gao Shu’s status as the young master of the parent group and dared not offend him, though he was curious about Luo Ye, wondering which noble family’s daughter she might be. Leather clogs were still clogs, just with animal hide uppers and wooden soles. Some had cloth uppers, known as cloth clogs, while others used straps, much like the flip-flops of later generations. Unable to write it twice, Luo Ye simply gave up and began to organize her thoughts, preparing to shift her mindset. Yu Xin glanced at Shan Junhao, signaling with her eyes: Look, they’ve come looking for us; what are you going to do?