Chapter 112: The Banquet

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“What? You’re not willing?” Old Master Murong said, watching Murong Yuan come up to him, showing an expression of wronged obedience, meek and restrained. In his aged, wise eyes, however, there was only irritation.

“All right then, I’ll have a taste,” Zhang Hao said, nodding. He took a bite of Old Wu’s dish and nodded in clear satisfaction.

Even if the other side had not made that request, Link would have replanted some forest anyway. Forests are crucial for preserving water sources.

“The medicine is ready,” Han Yichen said. He slowly pulled Tang Kexin’s school uniform down and gently covered her abdomen, then slipped the prepared burn salve into his jacket pocket.

She struggled, cried out, begged, and cursed through the pain, yet the old housemaid, her face cold and pitiless, still had her marched away and bound to the iron stocks.

She could no longer think at all. Under Mo Xiuchen’s assault, she was passively turning into nothing more than a soft mass.

Ji Yuhen lay on her bed, listening to the gurgling water in the bathroom. Her heart fluttered, yet strangely, she felt utterly at peace.

Since her body had already changed, Zhang Hao had naturally grown stronger as well. The Shennong Stone, while transforming his physique, had also altered Zhang Hao’s mind, making him even sharper.

Within the hall, everyone’s expression turned solemn. It was said that the Elder of Heavenly Cry had already reached the Lianxu Zenith, able to summon the Dharma form shaped by the will of the Great Way; even the elders of the Five Great Sects were only at such a level.

Mu stood there wearing an odd straight-cut skirt with huge sleeves, its surface decorated with countless red, orange, and pink flowers, and thick-soled wooden clogs fastened with buckles.

The first two magic-orb shots from Long Aotian did not move him at all; the last one, however, made him choke back a gasp.

After hearing Qin Hao’s words, Doctor Black immediately broke into a sweat and hurried to pass his meaning to Lei Qianren.

It had been years since Ye Xun’s last live broadcast, and when the fans heard the news they all flocked into the livestream room.

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“It’s no wonder. This village rarely sees strangers, so they’re all rather shy and reclusive. The first time I came, I even thought I might be invisible,” Xu Wei explained to us.

What he truly needed was to control most of the warleaders of Storm Pass, to rule the whole Green Sea Plain, and to possess an unshakable authority no one could challenge.

“Maybe you were the one who captured her?” I joked, but this time Fu Jiu ignored me completely.

The rear mountain area was not far from the Lansi clan camp, and for that reason there were no large game animals on it.

Such a tremendous sound naturally drew the attention of everyone in the Lansi tribe. By the time they arrived at the lake shore, they had already seen Ye Tian floating up with the giant fish.

“Don’t think that because I’ve lost my cultivation I’m no match for you. You… you still have a long way to go,” Situ Wankong said, clearly winded and short of breath. He had no spirit energy left, but his physical strength remained, and he had already driven down his opponent’s sloppy techniques.

On an ordinary day, with such boldness, he might have praised him. But now, that was all impossible.

Wu Hao glanced at the shopkeeper, then strode toward the door. “What an odd man,” the shopkeeper muttered, watching him go.

In truth, although the Japanese army was short on supplies at home, he still requisitioned materials from all regions and sent them to Burma. The Japanese knew that once China’s offensive faltered, their own assault would begin; then, when the Chinese forces collapsed like a mountain falling, they could take Burma in one stroke.

This may make things clear for some: masters like Chu Yun can, at the instant damage triggers, use a skill or repositioning to reset the strike, skipping the latter half of unnecessary movement. In this way, time is saved, while accumulated damage becomes greater than the opponent’s.

He was coordinating force deployments, while the Tiger Guard was also mobilizing. Within the three triangular citadels, other than Bai Shui City, all troops from the other two cities had been concentrated into Bai Shui City except for the garrison artillery. Since they were choosing to fight a defense of the city walls, the Tiger Guard could better unleash their fierce firepower.

“This is none of your concern. Orders will be issued from here by me; you only need to follow them.” Zhang Dejian replied.

This kind of explosive power would definitely kill most practitioners of the early innate stage in an instant; even an early-moderate practitioner receiving this altered Thunder Fist would be badly wounded.

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It was obvious what the Hongxing Gang intended: they kidnapped Fan Ningbing and used three identical Honda cars to confuse the police and secure their abduction.

Perhaps he had never truly believed her. They were lovers, yet he had never trusted her. She wanted to laugh, but somehow could not; every mocking smile dissolved into tears at the corners of her eyes.

After the stone pillar came down, there was no movement for a long time, which made the remaining people stir restlessly, almost willing to move.

Lianxiang had no energy for heavenly manifestation or possession. He restored seven metal automatons—including Tianshu and Xieji—back into raw metal, quietly moved them underground, and then reassembled them into a giant metal machine more than ten meters tall, which he planned to name Beidou.

“Great pill!” Tai Xuan only inhaled the medicinal fragrance once and already sensed something of its properties. It was an excellent elixir crafted by immortals to refine spiritual power and divine qi.

One can say the simplest method is often the most effective. Ling Tian used this approach as well, intimidating many people and forcing many to transfer away at once, which eased a great deal of pressure. That was Ling Tian’s wisdom.

Therefore, many mighty beings of the dragon race had already come to this place, but none of them could penetrate its secrets; all had to give up. Only the Dragon Emperor of those days and a handful of others could fully comprehend it.

“Ha-ha! Sheng, you can’t be a reincarnated one, can you? Everything you describe sounds as if you’ve already lived through a world-ending disaster like this.” Bao Can said with a teasing laugh.

Only when his vision dropped again did he realize that his head had shifted. What seemed to him just an instant ago was only the illusion of his head shooting into the sky; the real outcome was that he was about to die.

Yu Chao saw the carnage here, clenched his teeth, roared in fury, and fired every shell mounted on the illusion platform.

A wave of force suddenly surged from within Niu Shan’s body, and that pressure strangely struck Niu Shan’s own flesh.