Volume One, Chapter 36: Poisoned

In the Imperial Garden, Ning Yunshu slowed her pace, feeling quite content.

Nanny Gui followed behind, not daring to speak easily.

Just now, when the Princess spoke to Consort Xian about marrying the Great General, it was clearly intended to provoke Princess Mingzhu. After all, the Princess wouldn't even use the medicine provided by the Great General, let alone consider marrying him. Perhaps the Princess truly felt nothing for the General anymore.

She had once thought that military life was arduous, and that since the Empress was accustomed to the comforts of the inner palace, even with her background in a family of generals, she had long lost her original fervor.

Li Qiao finally understood why Dassler suffered from depression; he felt terrible after just one injury, while Dassler had endured years of continuous injury and pain.

Zhou Huan's carriage passed before them. There was no mission system in this world, and Zhou Huan had no way to save them. Even if she wanted to engage in charity, why not direct the funds toward the Empire or the Western Alliance?

Then, Ariel reached out, instinctively stroking the hilt of the sword. The cold sensation that emanated from it made everything feel incredibly real.

Sure enough, the next second, Ba Xiong walked toward Ba Zhuang and delivered a kick straight to his chest. Even a sturdy man like Ba Zhuang was knocked over, demonstrating just how much force Ba Xiong had exerted.

The group spent this extraordinary night each harboring their own thoughts, secrets, and grand ambitions they wished to achieve.

For instance, imagine you have been running around all day, and just as you finally fall asleep, a monster that looks like it crawled out of a grave tries to force a kiss on you.

"Why is that?" Xiao Ling asked, hearing for the first time that a teleportation altar required the divine power of an Emperor to activate.

Then, a confidence beyond mere words appeared on Lin Shaogeng's face; it was the trust Brother Zhou placed in him—a trust that transcended mere skill—that gave him strength. Enduring the excruciating pain of his joints being pierced, Brother Zhou maneuvered his body into the space crystal inside the other man's storage bag.

The man finished his performance in less than fifty seconds, and the judges revealed their scores. Each could award up to ten points, for a total of thirty.

"So, are you two fighting over who gets to be first in the blind date queue?" Dulei interrupted the argument between Baowei and Huche, asking them directly.

Immediately after, the figures of the two combatants flashed across the beach like ghosts, leaving the surrounding marines and pirates dumbfounded.

Although Harry’s development of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit hadn't reached the level of Enel, it was more than enough to cover Enies Lobby. The movements of Sabo and Koala remained under the constant watch of Harry's Observation Haki.

Charizard let out a roar, not only breaking free from the illusion but also dodging the electromagnetic waves.

"How about... we start at one hundred thousand?" The leader of the "salted fish" had already backed down. He had made up his mind: if things didn't feel right, he wouldn't follow, or else the final round would reach three point one million.

They each held silver-gray spiral nails in their hands. It seemed that in order to force Lin Shaogeng to submit, Bai Xiaofeng had completely abandoned his humanity and would stop at nothing.

"Tribesmen, I am fine! Put aside the celebrations for now; let's deal with the Stone Clan first!" Yin Feng shouted.

Upon hearing this, many envoys and faction leaders could not help but chuckle. They found Wei Wuji truly amusing; while his good companion was being hunted down, he could still leisurely recount his own glorious achievements. He was truly a rare character.

The men in the other rooms held their machetes, their emotions having gradually stabilized. Hearing Qing Pi’s shout, their spirits lifted, and they all began to roar from their respective rooms, "Break out! Break out!" The collective shouting of nearly fifty people was earth-shaking, carrying the momentum of a unified force.