Volume One, Chapter 23: This Boy’s Cunning is Uncanny

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“It’s you!”

Montague’s face showed surprise when he saw the sudden appearance of Huang the Half-Immortal.

“It seems you’re in a bit of trouble. Need some help?” Huang the Half-Immortal asked with a cheerful smile.

“Senior, could you help me take her to the hospital?” Montague forced himself to stay conscious, revealing Monty Sweet, whose body was now only half intact.

“With wounds this severe, even the hospital won’t save her. But I’m curious—how did you manage to provoke this monster?” Huang the Half-Immortal wondered aloud.

Today, the asylum was destroyed, and all the monsters that had been imprisoned escaped. Normally, no one would trigger their killing conditions. After all, not enough time had passed...

Yanwu paid no attention to Bai Xuepiao’s disappointed expression. By chance, Yanwu glanced at the chessboard and was stunned. The arrangements weren’t ones she had made. Suddenly, she remembered the dream she’d had.

Following Liyan’s instructions, Yanwu arrived in the Kingdom of Xiaoyang for the first time. It was not prosperous or wealthy; compared to the Enemy Army’s city, the difference was as vast as night and day. After all, mortals could never compare to those who pursued immortality.

Upon hearing this, the pair of dark, spiritual eyes instantly brightened. “What method?” As long as she could sleep in her mother’s arms every night—soft, fragrant, and warm—she would do anything.

Thinking of Shui Wutong and Chiyan Song, both eventually realized that the powers of Groudon and Kyogre could never be controlled by humans and finally woke up to the truth—how utterly foolish it had been.

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First, I cast powerful support skills on myself like Blood Sacrifice and Blood Oath, then hurled Blood Sea and Blood Burst at the Dark Demon Soul, even throwing the Ghost Blood Curse in for good measure. If a skill could weaken its attributes, I wouldn’t leave it unused.

Immortal Tower tried to pull out the Thunder Pike, but unexpectedly, Fengyao held it tightly, unable to extract it. Fengyao glanced at Immortal Tower and said, “Since you want it, I’ll give it to you.” She let go, and Immortal Tower was flung several meters back.

“The captain is truly smart. Brothers, keep a close watch on this beast. If anyone lets it escape, don’t blame the captain for being harsh.” The young man turned to address everyone.

“What nonsense are you spouting? It’s getting more ridiculous. Everyone, wait here for me a moment. I’ll be right back.” Right now, only I could trigger the mechanisms on these stone walls. For everyone’s “future,” I’ll bravely venture forward once more.

Unexpectedly, Shinji’s escape left Team Rocket in disarray, and they immediately ordered a counterattack.

Suddenly, Zhou Tian’s eyes snapped open, haunted by fear. He thought of his mother, of his purpose in getting stronger—to find her. He recalled the perilous moments, and the dragon’s warning.

“Yes, Father. I’m fifty percent confident I can win the championship,” Saint Lick answered firmly.

Clearly, he knew Yuan Xing, but after hearing his words, Yuan Xing scrutinized him, feeling he looked familiar but couldn’t recall who he was. The face paint on everyone didn’t help, so Yuan Xing couldn’t see clearly.

But to keep Yang Ting from searching for them worldwide, Chu Tianyu left a note before departing: I have urgent matters and must leave. Develop yourself well; we’ll meet again. Perhaps one day, I’ll need your help.

The officers on the ship stood at their posts as usual. Although this was a combat mission, for them, it brought little excitement or tension.

The voice of hatred sounded as though flames spewed from the mouth; behind the blood-red robes was a man, his aura feeble.

No wonder Adams couldn’t be beaten—once an Undying Supreme, he was not someone Duan Qiu could contend with now. But if Duan Qiu had time, when he reached that level, things might be different.

At this moment, Chen Jing waved his hand, and a temple appeared suspended in the void. Light radiated from the temple in expanding circles, and soon, a thin spirit talisman floated up from the mountain, slowly drifting into the temple amid the radiance.

With fists clenched, the ice surrounding Liu Tian’s upper body shattered. Emerging like a butterfly from a broken ice cocoon, his delicate face no longer bore any trace of its previous ferocity.

Without opening it, Long Tianwei knew there was a seventh-grade battle crystal inside—exceptionally rare and precious.

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Jiang Shuying and Zhao Mengdie arrived ahead of time. When the two saw Zhou Jiadong walking in with Jiang Yiyi, they exchanged a glance.

“Very well,” Jiang Huairen agreed after a moment’s thought, consenting to Shen Jingyun staying behind. With Titan weakened and the Demon-Suppressing Circle in place, it was safer. Bai Niansheng and the others didn’t object—now was not the time for bravado; they couldn’t drag Jiang Huairen down.

Roar! The giant tiger’s wrath was ignited by Jiang Huairen’s actions—it wanted to tear him apart.

“Master Xu, we’ve managed to secure the leader’s position in Qinghua Mountain City. We’ve just arrived, and Chief Ye Tu won’t fully trust us yet. We can’t openly recruit other leaders,” Bai Muhua said.

The rolling thunder rose and fell, uncertain whether it was the joy of a successful devouring or the wailing of failure.

Jiang Wei shouted loudly at the front lines, ordering the soldiers not to panic and to form ranks to resist the enemy. His throat was nearly hoarse from shouting, but he couldn’t stop the soldiers from retreating back into the city.

“Father Emperor, it’s all my fault for being incompetent, causing you to lose the brightest gem of your crown.” The young man in white robes with twin horns approached the Emperor of the East Sea, his face full of disappointment.

The last one, surprisingly, used the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique. Liu A Cai’s face, the old boatman saw at once—this was the mysterious and versatile Heavenly Awakening God General Shang, skilled in the art of tailoring.

The call was from the city police’s negotiation expert, urging Jiang Yiyi to stay calm and, if possible, release the hostage. Jiang Yiyi sneered and hung up immediately.

In the starry sky, every meteor trailing a fiery tail was greedily devoured by the Thunder Marsh Divine Beast.

Nowadays, the Martial Continent likely has few powers that aren’t feudal. The continent is in utter chaos, and only sheer force can ensure survival in the struggle for dominance.