Volume 1 Chapter 25: Massage

The Breeze-Chanting Pavilion was wreathed in swirling mist. Qin Mojue sat in the wooden bathing tub, his eyes closed.

The Steel-Temper Sword pierced through along the fissure, its brute force—capable of shattering even magical treasures—proving effective as it collapsed the barrier in one fell swoop. However, because the damage was largely absorbed by Avalon, Saber suffered nothing more than a new crack in her armor and being "pushed" away by the immense kinetic energy.

As for the words of Hunyuan, Xu Bufan agreed. It was already no small feat to have acquired so much wealth in just those few months. Yet, just as Hunyuan swept his large sleeve, Xu Bufan was suddenly stunned into a daze.

In this regard, Chiang Kai-shek possessed an extremely sharp sense of vigilance. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, he had witnessed the prowess of the Vanguard Army’s special forces many times. In particular, the battles that occurred right under his nose during the Chongqing Negotiations had fully displayed their ferocity.

The Empress of the Southern Yue was indeed bright and moving, appearing much younger than the Empress of Xizhao.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief, seeing that the system was quite intelligent after all. But then he found himself in a dilemma: what should he name the guild?

Ye Zhisen understood that one day, the Dragon Soul would inevitably be reorganized. The key to the Dragon Soul lay in keeping Ye Fei, which was why they had invested so much effort into him.

At this moment, Sima Le’s face was equally gloomy. From time to time, she would roar in fury at the void. Yet, from start to finish, there was not a single injury on her. Just then, the ground beneath her suddenly began to shake violently. In the next instant, Sima Le felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

"In short, that’s how it is. Our goal for the near future is to cultivate Clare with everything we’ve got. Don’t hold back on your sword techniques or anything else—just pour it all into teaching her," Ying Luo said to the group with excitement.

Rumors had previously circulated that Mo Heng was blind, which was why he rarely left his home, usually sending his two attendants to run errands instead. This, however, confirmed that he and Pei Qin had known each other for a long time.

A thousand miles beyond the edge of these waters lay a city of the Spirit Realm. Of course, from the moment Xu Bufan stepped into these waters, he had embarked upon the immortal path of the Spirit Realm. With that, Xu Bufan settled his subordinates within that sea region.

The pirates had fully demonstrated one concept: they would not allow the wicked to survive in their overseas territories. Declaring independence and setting oneself up as king was clearly not something the powerful pirates would tolerate.

The emission of that beam of light could naturally not escape the eyes of the two beasts, Fire Crystal and Lightning. The two merely glanced at it with disdain, paying it no further mind before continuing with their own affairs.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi chuckled: "That is a very simple matter." The people who heard this were all somewhat startled by Xiao Yi’s words.

By now, the people no longer cared about the outcome of the battle. They only wanted to know what kind of sanctions would be brought upon Prince Tyrris when the floating castle reached the banks of the Saint-Pan-Wuyi River in a few days' time. Would it be permanent exile? Or total annihilation?

"Put that way, it really is terrifying. But can humanity truly evolve into the ultimate life form?" Xiao Yi felt a sense of doubt regarding this.

After returning to his normal state, Tong Yi continued to ponder the question brought forth by the Lord God. Was this matter a natural phenomenon or the work of man? If it were a natural phenomenon, what natural force could have caused it? If it were man-made, who could have done it?