Volume One, Chapter 49: A Treacherous Plot!

“These lone cultivators are used to wandering alone; now they’re as meek as lambs, but once they enter Beizhou, they’ll transform into wolves.”
Shangguan Han smiled coldly. “If we encounter them, we must be cautious. My father said that lone cultivators are not to be underestimated.”
Upon hearing this, Chu Tianxing nodded slightly. Lone cultivators lack the backing of powerful forces and any constraints; they rely solely on themselves, making them naturally difficult to deal with.
“Not just the lone cultivators, disciples from other great factions must also be treated with caution. Don’t test human nature with greed,” Chu Tianxing advised.
Shangguan Han agreed silently, withdrawing his gaze and inevitably casting a look toward the disciples of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sect and the Mortal Dao Sect.
“Senior Brother Chu, look at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sect over there, I fear we might have to...”
Pausing briefly, Bai Su clicked to send an application and, after some typing, sent out the information.
No matter how arrogant their actions, who among the forces around Black Wolf Mountain would dare to provoke such bad luck?
In the quiet, Wang Zhuo whispered, “This Ran Min can really instill such fear in the Hu people?” His voice was filled with disbelief.
Then Nan Lichen dragged a corpse out and brought back a new zombie body, repeating the cycle.
That night, Xu Xi did not listen at Liuqu; after seeing the light in Xu Yao’s eyes, he quietly left.
Black sword energy and white protective shields—both are formidable existences. Mid-air, they collided, igniting a powerful spiritual aura.
Since that was the case, he no longer needed to coddle Bai Su as before; if he wanted to obtain something, he would simply take it.
Unlike the Alberant lounge, the Yanlong lounge was much more relaxed.
Just by entering Weibo, every trending topic revolved around Jiang Tiantian’s deception.

The Vermilion Bird clan is deeply connected to the Phoenix clan. An ancient immortal once revealed a great secret: the Vermilion Bird is actually the Fire Phoenix, a powerful branch of the Phoenix clan. Yet, for unknown reasons, the Fire Phoenix clan eventually separated and identified itself as the Vermilion Bird.
This is the charm of comedy—beyond the plot, it’s about the characters’ performances. Even knowing the storyline and the lines by heart, every rewatch inevitably brings laughter.
The battlefield was boundless, filled only with the endless sounds of slaughter. The number of ordinary soldiers on both sides was incalculable, while millions of warriors at the Heavy Tower realm and countless exalted beings constantly appeared in the bloodbath.
The young man selected the strongest to form a battalion of 270 men, with Hu Kuan as the captain. The platoon and company commanders were Hu Guang’s original guards. Squad leaders were elected by the soldiers themselves.
Thinking this way, Hu Guang turned his head towards the depths of the mountains, wondering if the future revolutionary base lay within.
The greatest support of the Changchun Immortal Kingdom, Grand Saint Huang Chu, had been slain—this was truly an earth-shattering event. Hadn’t even Heaven itself been ‘weeping’?
“I think if I can break through and advance further, it would be good for the Chaos World. Not only could I better protect my master, but also contribute to the great calamity looming over the Chaos World!” Yang Liu spoke with such persistence; indeed, his shamelessness was remarkable.
“Brother Su, could it be that old livestream phone from back then?” The Cowherd suddenly seemed to recall something.
Unfortunately, this day came too late. In the current Chaos World, no one was capable of standing out or becoming Su Hang’s right-hand man. This grand assembly could only be faced by him alone.
Sun Wukong was a stone monkey, but not cold-hearted. He could feel his master’s expectations, yet also sensed his master’s gradual disappointment.
Passing by a stall, his eyes scanned the goods and noticed they were everyday items—not the cloth shoes or leather boots sold before he left. But An Gui didn’t think much, his mind preoccupied with the news that Madam Wang was seriously ill.
The general manager’s eyes darkened instantly; he had been played and was stunned.
“Alright, big brother,” she said happily, pouting slightly—she knew her brother cared deeply for her.
Bai Nuohang took a deep breath, about to speak, but noticed Yang Guo had already stopped paying attention to him, instead gazing at Luo Tianyi with a smile.
“Then hurry over and have some cake. You were so busy taking care of the child you barely ate anything.” Qiao Anming waved Du Ruo over. Only then did Du Ruo notice the table had been cleared of dishes, leaving only bright roses and a plate of cake.

The Bai family originally thought they wouldn’t come, but unexpectedly, they did. They must know that if the Bai family falls, so will they.
“Alright, you handle it,” the male officer smiled kindly at Lin and Li Shou, then glanced at Yun Yun, who hung her head, before reluctantly stepping outside.
Perhaps Su Nan was the only contestant in history to defy the program’s wishes by refusing to participate in training without being disqualified.
“Xiaoxiao, you dared to go head-to-head with the cannon-wielding Memphis? Are you out of your mind? Summon Memphis!” This was someone who knew Ling Xiao.
His entire face was robotic, only focused on controlling the warship, showing no emotional fluctuations.
Raising a porcelain bowl, Yu Kuai picked at the noodles inside, took a bite, and feeling embarrassed under so many eyes, turned his back elegantly to eat.
“Could it be that the dark corners of Tianyun City hide no mysterious forces lurking behind?” A flicker of doubt passed through his mind but vanished quickly.
The leader was a middle-aged man exuding bandit-like aura, with a scar running from his left eye across the bridge of his nose, giving a terrifying impression. Below him to the left was a sleazy man in black, and to the right, an elder.
“Brother Hu, we came from Guangyuan with a truckload of salt, hoping to trade for something in the big city. Could you see if there’s anything you want?” Li Baoqiang got straight to the point.
People say, if you can’t be lovers, be friends. But perhaps only the loved party can truly live by that; she couldn’t be so selfish.
But this posed no challenge to the workers at the Wuchang Shipyard. A barge had been prepared, with a two-thousand-meter-long thick steel cable firmly tied across both banks. The barge, powered by residual diesel and guided by the cable, shuttled back and forth for days, transporting air-dropped supplies and vehicles to the shipyard.
Under the faint starlight, around the rapidly charging shadowy figure, visible layers of scorching energy enveloped him. Wild and majestic energy molecules surged and washed through the snowy space.