Chapter 36

Fortunately, Zhu Ganglie, who was beside Jin Chanzi, gave her plenty of face. His gaze first lingered on her most proud assets before settling on her charming face with a look of stunned admiration.

Instantly, Linghu Ze’s face darkened. He could never have imagined that the reason Li Hua'er did not choose Linghu Yu was that the expression on Linghu Yu’s face was too cold. Thinking of this, Linghu Ze was filled with regret, wishing he had made his own expression even colder than Linghu Yu’s just moments ago.

Yang Sen knew that with his own abilities, he could not intervene in this matter and could only rely on Li Feng to resolve it himself. Having seen Li Feng beat Duanmu Yun to such a state and remain unscathed, Yang Sen knew that Li Feng was not someone to be trifled with.

"Mm-hmm." Yao Wanyue nodded like a bobblehead, continuously nodding to reassure Lin Doukou.

Upon hearing Han Xue’s words, Yao Wanyue rolled her eyes and thought for a moment. However, she figured that Li Tian was exactly as Han Xue had described; he would never engage in such childish and boring games as they were doing.

Wang Tian let out a sharp shout, only to see a pair of eerie, glowing green eyes appear before him! It was a truly chilling sight.

The common folk merely watched the spectacle as entertainment; how could they know that dangerous demons were lurking all around them?

It was as if clear springs were flowing from the parched creek bed, making her unable to help but clench her legs together. She nearly let herself go completely right there, ready to offer herself to the other person without any reservation.

"Pomegranate is dead, Happy Fanta is dead, they are all dead." Uncle Cat’s eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

"I’ll leave two for you; I have to go find Ning Can!" Ye Tian waved his hand, stepped out of the circle, and walked inward. He had barely used his full strength in the fight just now; otherwise, at least three of Leopard’s four great lieutenants would have been crippled by now.

Elevating the Battle Heaven Technique to the intermediate stage allowed one to break through the limits of the human body—that was Alenni’s assessment. By now, when the immense power accumulated within the body broke through its critical point and the first move of the intermediate stage, "Radiance," was unleashed, the dozen or so people surrounding him were instantly engulfed by the monstrous wave of force.

But now, the radiant "small fry" didn't care about such things anymore; he was simply anxious and struggling. Xu Chongzhi, in this private setting, had shed all official airs; it was clearly a senior disciplining a subordinate, which was why he wouldn't let up, instead escalating the situation by giving him a harsh slap on the back of the head.

"Elite Guard Battalion, follow me and charge!" When Wu Jun signaled and took to the air, the leader of the elite guards beside him already had his crossbow ready. After a few volleys, he spurred his horse and charged toward the south gate of Anyi City with his blade drawn, startling the accompanying Prefect Wang Yi until he turned pale with fright, while Tian Feng crouched low on his horse, slowing his pace.

In the end, the ultimate method was always the same: to leave one’s own mark upon the demonic beast or divine artifact, a mark that could control them.

"However, Daoist Li, if these spirit stones are consumed by this Time-Altering Disc, what will happen to your cultivation? Can you really elevate your strength to the Mahayana stage in such a short time?" Venerable Xiaoyao asked with a note of concern.

Regarding the mockery in He Yun’er’s words, Li Ming acted as if he hadn't noticed, maintaining his composure and responding with a playful tone.

"We share the same goal. However, I haven't found the person our FC department is looking to recruit. So, I plan to go to Pinghe. Shall we go together?" Tao Bao said calmly.

Yet, reality left Warner deeply disappointed; Hodgson’s record was far worse than Benitez’s. No matter how much of a failure Benitez might have been, at least Liverpool had always remained in the ranks of those contending for the title.

This time, after only a brief pause, the spirit spring slowly surged into Li Ming’s body.

At this moment, seeing the tears in Ying’er’s eyes, He Yun’er smiled gently, reached out to wipe them away, and whispered something into her ear.

Suddenly, the lights in the archives dimmed, and the progress bar of the data Xu Hongling was copying froze for a few seconds before continuing at a steady pace.

"Son!" Leng Feng’s godson and his mother embraced, their long-held yearning crystallizing in that moment as they held each other tightly, eyes brimming with tears.

Consequently, Marlin could only urge his own kin and the nobles to eat less pickled food and more fresh produce. As for the soldiers, there was little Marlin could do to change anything.

"Yes, Father. It was I who feared for my mother’s safety and therefore used my status as a prince to coerce General Li Jing. I am willing to accept punishment." Liu Gen took the responsibility directly upon himself.

"It’s just that the road he is taking is the path to the Yellow Springs." Luo Kai suddenly smiled, though a cold, chilling light shot from his eyes.

However, the process was not smooth; magic was by no means something one could learn just by wanting to.

"I never thought your father would leave so suddenly! I had hoped he would be able to see his grandchild!" Feng Qian said, touching her belly, her eyes instantly turning red.

This was the moment Gao Qiu had long been waiting for: to have the Emperor bestow a royal title upon Zhong Shidao, thereby humiliating Tong Guan severely. He hoped Tong Guan would be so enraged he would cough up blood and die, finally purging the resentment in his heart.

News of the disastrous opening battle terrified one faction—Ashikaga Yoshiaki could not sit still and prepared to return to Kyoto to sue for peace with the Asakura; others, however, felt it was only natural—it was only after repeated persuasion by Hirate Norihide that the Shogun finally calmed down.

Boom! The combined power of five thousand disciples of the Martial Arts Sect slammed into the five-elemental giant hand. Visible shockwaves of energy rippled outward; even though the Shang army and the rebels were far enough away, they were still sent into chaos, to say nothing of the epicenter of the explosion.

A dense rain of bullets streaked toward the group. Just as catastrophe seemed imminent, the energy dampener was activated—it emitted a sharp sound and projected light waves, freezing the incoming bullets in mid-air.

Li Hao sneered inwardly upon hearing this. It seemed this Xinuoluo intended to snatch his monk’s staff during the banquet. Alcohol was a dangerous thing that led to mistakes, and he certainly had a clever scheme in mind.

But the deed was done, and he could only try his best to cover it up. It wasn't that He Hao hadn't considered slaughtering the hundreds of unidentified survivors or soldiers outside to silence them, but that was a desperate measure. Furthermore, there was no guarantee of success; if the news still leaked, he would be creating a multitude of hidden enemies, which would not be worth the cost.