Volume One, Chapter 101: Ten Minutes for You

“This isn’t the place to talk. Why don’t you come to my place for a while?” Zhang Ziliang extended an invitation.

“No, thank you. I plan to take him to the frontline to speak with General Zhao,” Montage replied, feeling it necessary to discuss the matter with General Zhao Weijun.

Three infiltrators had slipped in consecutively, yet there was no reaction from their side, which was unusual. Something must have gone wrong.

Without delay, he gave the order, and the fortress’s artillery simultaneously unleashed a barrage, forming an impenetrable void formation that wiped out all the demon spirit armies within a thousand miles ahead.

Yu Zong of the Three Realms Hunyuan Group could barely conceal the excitement on his face; his elated expression clearly revealed a considerable gain.

Ji Ji unleashed his divine sense, beginning to scan the Qingniu Mountain Cemetery. Though Qingniu Mountain was vast, the cemetery itself was relatively small. With such divine sense sweeping, it would take at most an afternoon to find them—if they were indeed there.

Many had yet to react, but the assassin remained undeterred. Naturally, Ma Chao and the others would not let him succeed. Both he and Sun Ce drew short knives from the waists of nearby soldiers and descended simultaneously.

Upon hearing that Huo Guang had deposed Emperor Liu He, Liu Xie’s body trembled instinctively, his gaze filled with timidity and fear. He couldn’t help but recall the fierce man who had once barged into the palace in Luoyang, flaunting his belly, defiling the emperor’s concubines night after night, and ultimately deposing his imperial elder brother.

“The most troublesome here are the vengeful spirits. Brother Mo Bai can subdue these spirits; after that, there’s nothing much left,” Gu Qingmeng said happily.

Unfortunately, though Madame Ling was aged, she was far from senile. She comfortably enjoyed the flattery and service of her daughters-in-law, never easily granting any favors.

Instantly, ten massive explosive fireballs erupted simultaneously atop the bodies of ten skeletal terminators, blasting out a neat circular trench about thirty meters around Li Wudao.

Steve Rogers, Captain America, was relatively fair-minded and did not detain Baron, but Bucky was different. By Li Wudao’s deliberate design, Bucky was now the cold and ruthless Winter Soldier assassin, absolutely obedient to orders.

The Crown Prince’s residence was filled with gossip; every move was no secret to the Crown Prince or Empress Xu in the palace. For caution’s sake, it was better if the two refrained from meeting at the residence in the future.

“Alright.” Dengxin took a few steps, then, curious, turned back and asked, “By the way, what about Licorice? He went out with the master but hasn’t returned.”

The OB team’s strength was far more terrifying than anyone had imagined or guessed. Only the NR team, which had faced them, could truly feel this. With the summer season approaching, when OB team proudly steps onto the LPL stage, it would surely stir another storm of blood and chaos.

The crafting process was almost miraculous but lacked detailed explanations on how it was made. At this point, I somewhat understood—it must have been the young lady who devised a method, having her father inform the leader who gathered the golden stones, thus achieving this craft.

Chu Yan lowered his head to drink tea without responding. Dowager Empress De was so furious she was practically stomping, but she knew she had asked a pointless question. The whole palace knew about Chu Yan’s quarrel with the Emperor last night; if not for that, she wouldn’t have come here.

Immediately making a call home, Sister Lin said he hadn’t returned; finally, at the company, it was confirmed he left with Hong Qingmeng.

The other party politely handed it to her; Zhong Xinqin smiled faintly, took the flowers, and softly said, “Thank you.”

While An Nuan and Ling Fei were sighing over afternoon tea, her phone kept ringing incessantly. She truly didn’t understand what Zhong Shengxin intended.

Visually, it was indeed another dunk. Green stumbled a few steps forward after being bumped by Dirk, who lost his balance and didn’t hold onto the rim tightly; he dunked the ball but then fell off.

Wen Wan was nominally the matchmaker as the Crown Princess, but now demoted to a maid, it was somewhat humiliating for her.

At the door stood the intern from yesterday, his face sullen as if he had been woken abruptly from a poor night’s sleep.

“Junior Brother Ming, how did you discover the shadow?” Yi Hantang, walking beside Fang Ruyu, hadn’t noticed the shadow’s earlier appearance at all.

“I am a disciple of the Cloud Sect, all of pure lineage. Your words are a provocation against the Cloud Sect!” Elder Lin said coldly.

This pill formula, called Ling Kun Dan, was a miraculous elixir with potent effects on spiritual realm cultivation. Although the spiritual world had abundant resources, the higher-grade pills and formulas were not easily obtained.

Having said that, he immediately pulled Duan Canxue away, not even allowing her to bid farewell to Chen Feng. They mounted their flying swords and soared into the sky.

Yun Yu had already decided. Regarding these demon soul cultivators, the best he could do was to help them take a significant step forward, granting them some self-protection capability in the spiritual world. Beyond that, he couldn’t always lend a hand.

Upon entering Qingcheng, the view was a sea of dense heads, and the groups were no ordinary adventurers.

Therefore, Murong Yingxue began to suspect whether that bastard had failed to secure the flint properly, resulting in this tragedy.

The overweight man could no longer contain his excitement and reached out to twist the pentagon in the center of the stone door.

After he finished speaking, the other senior elders in the room all nodded, then fell into silence, as motionless as the dead. The entire room and the whole winter became eerily quiet, with only the thick spiritual energy continuously flowing within the space.

Helplessly, as the distance grew, suddenly there came a moment when the faint trace of the insect queen’s aura in the sensing vanished again. Unwilling to give up, Ye Zhuo urged his body to follow the direction, teleporting several more miles, but still found nothing.

“That’s because you never told me before, and you hid it well.” More importantly, Lu Zhisong had preconceived notions that these matters could only have been done by Jin Xun, the refined and gentle Yu Ru.

“Ye Ge, what’s going on?” Jiang Ning, hearing the call and seeing Jiang Ning’s reaction, suddenly grew worried.