Volume 1, Chapter 21: Renowned Throughout the Holy Land!

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At dawn the following morning, the sky was only beginning to brighten.

Chu Tianxing’s robes were soaked through with sweat. He stood before the alchemy cauldron, wholly absorbed in his one-hundredth attempt at refining pills.

When the ninth ringing resonance of the pills sounded, Chu Tianxing immediately extinguished the fire and opened the lid.

“It worked!”

Chu Tianxing was overjoyed. The white pill between his fingers was about the size of a thumbnail, and spiritual energy brimmed within it.

“According to Shangguan Han, among three hundred bundles of spirit herbs used to refine Spirit-Replenishing Pills, successfully producing pills ten times is enough to qualify as a first-grade alchemist.”

“Yet I used only one hundred bundles of spirit herbs, and succeeded every one of the hundred times. More precisely, I produced finished pills ninety times. The other ten attempts also yielded pills, but they were only half-finished. It seems...”

The Shixue Sword seemed to sense something. The violet aura coiling around its blade gave off a faint glow, dazzlingly beautiful, as if answering its master’s call.

“The southern government’s recovery of tariff autonomy benefits both the nation and its people. We cannot make a decision against the southern government merely to accommodate Britain, Russia, Japan, and the other countries,” advised Song Jiaoren, Minister of Agriculture and Forestry.

Yet inwardly he wondered, Could it be that, after seeing me use the jade to remove poison, this old fellow intends to claim it for himself?

No more than ten breaths had passed when a sharp, piercing scream rang in everyone’s ears.

Since the man in black was stronger than him, White Deer had not acted rashly. He remained concealed outside the bamboo grove, waiting for the right moment.

Qingyue had no appetite, while Yun Hua had already eaten. Thus, the group set off without wasting any time.

“Yes, Commander in Chief. Recently, the troops of Lu Rongting, the governor of Guangxi, have once again begun making movements. They frequently provoke our forces along the Nanning border. Do you think we should...” Yang Desheng asked for instructions.

She hoped it would be Xiao Menglou, that mysterious childhood companion, because he alone seemed to match the heroic image of this fighter aircraft. Meanwhile, that childhood companion was enduring the blessings and love of all the people on Earth in the distant reaches of space, becoming the hero of the planet.

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“What are you looking at?” Ji Bu followed her gaze, but saw nothing. He turned back and asked.

“Xuanlong!” Liu Xiaoling cried out in alarm and was about to run over when Wang Xuanlong issued an order.

However, the crimson blood and fragments of brain that had burst from the top of his head splattered directly across Major General Saburo Ito’s face.

Every guest present was a figure of extraordinary status. The things they had encountered were far beyond anything an ordinary person could compare with.

What was wrong with the county magistrate? Hu Ce watched Wang Ling, who seemed somewhat different from usual, in confusion. He touched his forehead and wondered.

If it was merely an ancient tomb left behind by someone of the Dao realm, then it would hold little interest for him.

Leo was a giant standing four or five meters tall, with a single eye in the middle of his head. He had once been a high-ranking member of the ancient giant race—the leader of the Colossi. Dissatisfied with the League of Heroes, he had voluntarily led his followers to submit to the Nether Race. Huron took a liking to him, and he eventually became one of the Seven Tyrants.

Meanwhile, the soldiers of the Second and Third Battalions stationed at Liu Family Hamlet began, at that very moment, to bury the bodies of the civilians who had died tragically within the settlement.

His opponent was only at the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm. Even if he employed the Netherworld Pagoda Bow, he certainly would not be a match for him. As the saying went, the Martial Saint realm and the Venerable realm were separated by the difference between heaven and earth.

Wei Yi somehow produced two stools. He handed one to the young master, then sat down himself.

Cixi had always been instinctively wary of the Russians. They had long coveted the northern territories of the Great Qing, repeatedly carving away vast stretches of land in the northeast and northwest. She bore deep resentment over this and had therefore always rejected contact with the Russians from the bottom of her heart.

Huizhi Zhuo had never expected that Dilong’s proudest achievement from those years ago would be the construction of the Yellow River embankments. For more than a decade, the Yellow River had not suffered a single breach. Even amid years of warfare, the riverbanks had held, ensuring abundant harvests year after year and preventing the combination of war and famine.

All of these were further measures taken by the Great Qing to develop its military and strengthen its coastal defenses. Cixi had personally written instructions on a memorial concerning the construction of the Ministry of War: keep it confidential, avoid publicity, and simply work quietly in secret. When the time came, launch a surprise force and secure victory.

I rested for two days and nursed my body back to health. Then I went to seek guidance from the nameless senior once more, continuing to study the Eight Desolations Sword Art. I have more or less managed to master the first stance, though only reluctantly. What I need now is constant practice and a deeper understanding of its mysteries. I want to learn the second stance.

“How is that teasing? I’m only telling the truth.” I grew displeased and began fidgeting restlessly against him.

Wu Yangxin was in no hurry, and Anfen was also signaling to her that they had achieved their objective for the negotiations today.

Wang Kai said, “Since organisms modified with the T-virus are unacceptable to people, why not try using this kind of biological weapon instead? If a giant python were modified, it might be capable of carrying out many missions.”

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“Hello, I’m Yang Hua’s half-sister, Bai Yixue.” A slender hand, delicate as a scallion, extended into the air before Su Yingmei.

The emperor quietly shifted his body on the dragon throne. The morning court session had lasted far too long, and it was now nearly noon.

“What about you? Why are you so determined to divorce?” Qin Fangbai did not answer directly. Instead, he raised his own question.

The eleven demonic god auras eventually returned to the body of the Demonic God. The formidable sixth-tier Demonic God transformed into several streaks of light and appeared on the lawn before the manor. The boundless yellow sand receded like a retreating tide, and the figure of a wild man gradually emerged in everyone’s sight.

Ren Tian had not expected the sect master to say such a thing. He had originally thought that he would merely step onto the platform and fight a few bouts. He had never imagined that he would represent the Worry Immortal Sect in the competition. Yet Ren Tian had said that he would win glory for the sect and seize the title of Outstanding Young Disciple, so accepting challenges on the platform was naturally necessary.

Although no one knew exactly how powerful Duoduo was, the appearance of a Demon King from the demonic realm in the human world still filled me with an inexplicable unease. Could things really escalate to the point where heaven and earth collapsed?

Xue Yan had been staring intently at Chen Shi and naturally noticed the change in his expression. With a smug smile, he pressed him further.

The moment Xiaoyao Zi spoke, his hands began moving at once. Amid a constant whistling sound, he leapt and spun, then advanced while chanting spells and performing ritual steps. What method could Xiaoyao Zi possibly have?

As soon as Uncle Mu and Ren Tian entered the clothing store, they immediately attracted the shopkeeper’s attention. Seeing Uncle Mu dressed in brilliantly gleaming garments, the shopkeeper could not help feeling both amused and helpless. She had seen him a few days earlier.

Because the dragon had once been the nation’s totem, Ye Chen remembered this clue especially well. The planet before him slowly floated into the air, while the Blood Dragon coiled around it, majestic and imposing, radiating overwhelming power.

On the other side, the shuttle designated the “Type 70 Mother-and-Child Transport Aircraft” flew steadily onward.

With a cold shout, the Fengtian battle order was as weighty as a mountain. Chen Yun, standing behind him, had long been impatient to act. He would never let pass such an opportunity to display his prowess before the sect master.

Before this, their privileged lives had remained completely unaffected. They had spent their days amid song and dance, just as in the present circumstances. A single banquet could consume most workers’ wages for several months.

Listen to that—is this something a human being would say? He spares not even ghosts, and every word strikes straight at the most painful place.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with our Lu Changsheng. Being able to appear on the Spring Festival Gala was already enough reason to burn incense in gratitude. Where would he find the time or energy to worry about all those pointless, chaotic matters?

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