Chapter 51: Returning Affection

The old man grunted in acknowledgment, then waved his hand to summon a squad of soldiers. Taking the official documents and roster from Chen Shan's hands, he handed them over and ordered, "Go verify the head count clearly and register their names in the roll."

The soldiers acknowledged the command and departed. Turning back, the old man asked Chen Shan, "With the year-end approaching, are you staying here to celebrate the New Year this time?"

Chen Shan hastily waved his hands. "No, no, Third Uncle. Your nephew has gained quite a lot this time. Without the burden of prisoners, our brothers will ride at full gallop, and we might still make it back to the capital in time to celebrate the Minor New Year."

Spiritual weapons, as the name implies, are weapons imbued with spiritual power. They generally undergo a prolonged forging process, consuming a vast amount of materials before finally becoming spiritual weapons.

"Just this tiny bit costs one hundred taels? Big brother, are you robbing a bank?" Wang Xue shouted loudly.

Immersed in his own world, Qin Han failed to notice the arrival of Liu Xin'er; he merely stood like a ghost, observing every fragment and detail of his memories.

Most crucially, all innate Dao can be sublimated from acquired Dao, and virtually every innate Dao contains within it the power of not a few acquired Dao.

Princess Lin'an and her imperial consort Li Qi, Princess Ningguo and her imperial consort Mei Yin, as well as Princess Chongning and her imperial consort Niu Cheng—these three were all older sisters of Princess Anqing, and all had married early.

Di Xiao did not reply, but his gaze gradually softened. First, he loosened the arms she had wrapped around him, then swept his eyes over her to check if she had sustained any other injuries.

He hurriedly rushed out to find a flatbed cart, helped Zhou Bingkun onto it, and prepared to rush him to the hospital.

Afterward, Di Xiao and his companions hurried back to Dihuang Peak, bathed and changed, burned incense and made offerings, and joined the immortals and deities in mourning the Heavenly God and the Demon Emperor for eighty-one days.

Meanwhile, the pure killing intent previously absorbed in the Slaughter City burst forth here, aiding the Asura divine power in attempting to assimilate him.

Zhu Lang had never expected that the coal stoves and honeycomb briquettes he designed would also exist on Sanshan Island. Huang Bazi told Zhu Lang that these coal stoves and honeycomb briquettes were not only found on Sanshan Island, but on almost many islands across Taihu Lake. Because they were simply too useful, buying honeycomb briquettes came with a free coal stove—anyone who didn't use them would be a fool.

Ma Jun felt that Zhi Zhi Rou was truly worthy of being Sister Gao's boss; a single, simple sentence had driven him into a dead end. Nodding wouldn't do, shaking his head wouldn't do either, and after mumbling incoherently for a long time, he had no idea what to say.

Chu Yang understood Wan Peng's behavioral style. Normally, he was quite shrewd; otherwise, he could not have relied on his uncle's prestige to act with impunity for so many years. Yet clever people often shared a common flaw: once they believed something was right, they would charge forward without turning back, commonly known as splitting hairs.

Amid Amy's weeping and shouting, a dazzling blue light instantly engulfed the monster's corpse, which had not yet had time to react.

Abruptly hearing the voice from behind, Ye Shanghan instantly halted his steps, his expression turning exceedingly grim.

As for Luo Quan, whom we are focusing on, he was hiding at this moment on the southwestern periphery near the outer wall of this arena-like circle. Beside him were five Sakya disciples wearing monastic robes identical to his, while not far away, six monks were locked in a fierce, chaotic battle.

Liu Yang suddenly sneered as well. In his heart, he still could not calmly accept that the younger brother who had once depended on him for survival had turned into this state—filled with anger, fury, and a trace of desolation.

Whistling softly, he sat contentedly back down on the stool, as if he could already see the grocery store's sales volume increasing further.

The five major realms were divided into the Orthodox Immortal Path, the Ghost and Demon Path, the Beast Mountain, and the Floating Spirit Ridge, while the neutral territory in the center served essentially as a gathering place for trade and intelligence.

A total of eight closely resembling scaled tentacles split into four pairs, and as they clashed in close combat, they instantly produced a rapid succession of crisp, sharp collision sounds.

She knew not when it had begun, but she had gradually started treating her act with Ye Shanghan as reality, sinking deeper and deeper into it until she was unable to extricate herself.