Chapter 20 (First Update)

When Xia Haoran and his party landed smoothly on a landscape of concrete grey, filled everywhere with uneven craters and devoid of any breath of life, the vast, silent earth left everyone feeling as though ten thousand horses were trampling through their hearts.

Faced with such a fierce sword strike, Xia Haoran remained as light and breezy as a cloud. With a flick of his right hand, the sword in his grasp moved like a serpent darting from its hole, striking forward in an instant to precisely pin the tip of the blade thrust out by Li Mengyao.

After breakfast, it was the perfect time of day, with bright sunshine—the late summer season when the sun is not too harsh.

With a mocking laugh, Qiao Qing walked over to Yan Tan. The smell of alcohol on him was strong; one could tell at a sniff that he had been drinking heavily, and Yan Tan’s eyes were unfocused, his speech slurred with deep intoxication.

Zhao Zixian also stared at Wang Xue with suspicion. "What method have you thought of?" He understood Ming Ke quite well; apart from a powerful spiritual sense, she possessed no other supernatural abilities. As for having a powerful spiritual sense, his was now several times stronger than hers.

"What, are you afraid? If you win, I will let you go; if you lose, how about you marry me?" He chuckled softly, his fingers grazing her delicate cheek.

Although Huo Yuting had severed ties with the Huo family, that did not mean Song Sirou could just let the matter rest or swallow this bitter pill in silence.

No wonder he felt the voice was somewhat familiar at the beginning. It really was him, which was quite a surprise.

Yu Lei was so angry his gums bled, but in the end, he held it in, slammed the door, and left. Gunisha bowed to Hong Yue and retreated silently.

Staring blankly at the Dzi bead necklace in his palm, Wang Haoming’s thoughts drifted, and the images from the time his spiritual power first emerged resurfaced before his eyes.

After finally resolving the great misunderstanding regarding their heritage, they could finally be together openly, but the good times did not last long.

Shen Xu smiled slightly and said, "Success or failure, all is karma. Since Benefactor Ye has found companionship, then this humble monk is naturally happy."

They knew exactly where people could be hidden and which places were the most likely to be searched.

***

The latter was baffled upon seeing this, unable to understand why, even at this late stage, Tian Xuan would still use such a low-level combat technique.

After finishing his water, Master Jin ordered, "No one is to untie this good-for-nothing. Hang him today—hang him until he's dead, so he doesn't squander the family fortune..." Having given his orders, he mounted his horse and returned.

Ye Chang'an, who had been focusing his full attention on Li Xixi, naturally felt that faint glance from her, which seemed to contain a trace of coldness. Could it be that his methods were too bloody, and thus frightened her? Ye Chang'an thought with a touch of sadness.

Though she asked this, she did not actually recognize the young masters and princes of Chang'an, and she had heard very little about them.

With a boom, a golden channel emerged above Twelve Young Master's head, piercing straight through him.

However, the scene Night City expected—of Xia Xun being intercepted and wounded—did not occur. Instead, a brilliant white light erupted from Xia Xun, and the withered bone fingers shattered like eggshells dropped on the floor. From the core of the bones, dark, blackish-red blood sprayed out toward Xia Xun.

After all, Ming Yue only said that rainfall was a natural process and did not openly deny the existence of ghosts and gods, which had not yet touched the bottom line of the Mohists. Thus, the Mohists also began to agree that Lord Chang'an's theory of the "three states of matter" had some merit.

In terms of debate, he had immense confidence. He even began to consider how to make his words a bit more tactful, so as not to be as merciless as he had been when striking down Kong Chuan just now, leaving Lord Chang'an a way to step down.

"I believe you. Then, let’s just leave this matter at that." Old Qu nodded. He was a smart man, and before he had figured out the situation, he did not want to invite unnecessary trouble for himself.

Nangong Tian's words were like a reassurance. Jiang Xinyu heard them, and her heart felt much more at ease; after all, the man before her was her husband, the father of her children, and the only man she could trust and rely on.

This statement puzzled Murong Chong. Liu Yu was the fiercest general in the Southern Dynasty now, and he had certainly heard of him. To command so many troops at such a young age—if one said he had a bright future, that would be a high expectation indeed.

It was a pity that times had changed. History made Wang Meng, but it did not make Zhang Gun. Duan Ye knew that if it weren't for him, Zhang Gun would have eventually made a name for himself, but it would have been under the banner of Tuoba Gui, helping the Xianbei people succeed.

This damn Chu Yanzhi—every word he spoke was forcing him to jump into a pit, yet this was a pit he had to jump into regardless.

***

The next morning, Li Tan went to the North Garden of the Zhao Palace again to inform Lord Chang'an of what had happened yesterday.

A trace of panic finally appeared on Ren Yingying's face. Although she had prepared herself for the confession of her feelings to Xia Tian, she had assumed that would be the successful conclusion.

She typed the police emergency number directly into her phone. If the two of them did not apologize, she would call the police immediately.

Now, A-Hao and he were both in one-on-one fights, and both were already in precarious situations. Once they fell, Halik and the other masked man would immediately slaughter the eight special forces soldiers under his command.

"Didn't you say you were in here for intentional assault?" a middle-aged man on the other side suddenly spoke up.

Therefore, this bit of embarrassment seemed like nothing compared to preserving his life.

There was also a boy who bought fifty-two blind boxes for Lin Yao and stood downstairs waiting, wanting to give them to her to express his love.

It was clearly an act of borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha—making her act as his intermediary to invite the girl, secretly raising the status of the two Du sisters.

If Du Tai returned and found that she had hidden the gold nugget only to lose it, he would certainly be furious.

Just like the "paper wives" in a gacha game, what most people truly enjoy is the process of pulling. Once they actually have it in their hands, they get bored after playing with it for two days.

However, despite his great dissatisfaction with Zhou Zhe, the Governor of Nanjun still had someone bring him in.