Chapter 61: Vision

That man wore an air of supreme detachment, looking so utterly smug that he practically wanted to cross his legs and kick back.

The wedding gown had been custom-designed, skillfully concealing Kate's protruding belly while accentuating her beauty and figure.

On the third day, Sun Quan finally resolved to disregard the objections of the few and conform to the will of the aristocracy, choosing to open the gates and surrender.

Ye Ziluo was overjoyed. He moved his shoulder blades and arms, and the injured area felt completely normal, as if it had healed entirely.

The Qin army's camp was far from tranquil. The myriad trivial affairs of recent days kept the strategists overwhelmed. Thanks to his steady temperament and acute strategic vision, under Lü Bu's deliberate arrangement, Zhao Yun had become the backbone of the Qin army's camp.

Su Sese gazed at Feng Jinghao as well, her mind racing with ways to make him agree to her request.

Zheng Sen nodded, took the invitation, and then found Gongsun Yu, who was studying documents in the outer room, to convey Beigong Lingyu's opinion. Gongsun Yu took the invitation, nodded in agreement, and then walked toward the Human Resources Center together with Zheng Sen.

"That makes sense." The two took out their astrolabes to mark the coordinates of the massive meteorite, and set up a teleportation array powered by medium-grade spirit stones. A defensive array was erected around the teleportation array to prevent it from being damaged by collisions with other meteorites.

"Child, just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it isn't there," Fatty Hao said with an eerie smile.

Who could be so deranged and go to such extreme lengths to oppose him? The very first person that flashed across Deng Buwei's mind was Jin Lieshi.

The smiling tiger chuckled, "Do you take us for children scared of the dark? Hu Dongming, why waste any more breath on him? Let's finish him off first." With that, he struck first, leaping forward with a blade slash directed straight at Chen Guangsheng.

Jiang Yun felt somewhat out of place. He never imagined that his first meeting with Han Xiuyun—whom he had long admired in spirit—would take place under such bizarre circumstances. Lost in thought, Jiang Yun sat down quietly, his mind wandering far away from the master's lecture, drifting aimlessly into the void as he pondered who knows what.

Yi Xiaokun naturally would not readily cede the initiative he had just gained to Ren Xing. He pressed forward step by step, denying Ren Xing the chance to leverage the advantages of his tyrannical saber, hoping thereby to expose his opponent's flaws.

After the leader of Lingcheng Stage was taken down, Lingcheng was left without a chief official. Since the central government had not yet appointed an interim supervisor, the de facto supervisor in charge of administration was currently Feng Liqin, the director of operations.

The tunnel entrance was narrow due to blocked rubble, but the tunnel itself remained sufficiently wide, featuring a three-lane roadway, albeit completely devoid of lights. Passing through the breaking dawn, they seemed to plunge once more into boundless darkness.

"Eh? Huangyi is nowhere to be found. Where did she hide?" Jiang Yun called out in his sea of consciousness for a long time, but she refused to appear.

The Xuan Hall of the Gate cared for nothing else save the management of disciples with combat capabilities; its duties were somewhat akin to the Ministry of War in a mortal dynasty.

Presently, the base was engrossed in tense and bustling construction. Their ammunition reserves were far too meager, forcing them to devise alternative strategies to ensure the base's security.

Gathering outside the demonic cultivators' camp was not merely an act of provocation; in the eyes of many cultivators, it was also a display of the righteous faction's dominance and prestige. If the demonic cultivators dared not accept the challenge, they would undoubtedly lose all face.

Mondo's forces fell into a stir upon receiving such a fierce assault, but the commotion lasted only for a fleeting moment. The personal arrival of the Mondo Grand Lord was more than enough to quell any lingering fear and cowardice.

Ye Chen accepted Shang Kexi's instructions without any polite reservations, and Shang Kexi was more than happy to oblige; the majority of his Heavenly Assistance Army consisted of artillerymen, and if they were lost, replacements would not be easily found.

Swan was no stranger to being hit on and receiving romantic advances. Yet, she had never before experienced such a fatally alluring voice whispered right against her ear, accompanied by such an intoxicating and sensual vibe. Right then and there, she broke into a smile—a smile as brilliantly radiant as a blooming flower.

A sword is inherently a lifeless object, but as a renowned ancient divine sword of the Nine Heavens Continent, the Fire Lin Sword had long since developed human-like sentience. Catching the scent of prey, it could no longer contain its eagerness.

"Hua Yurong, how can you be so callous toward my parents? It doesn't cost much for elderly folks to raise a few flowers and plants, yet you constantly run your mouth about how good you are to them!" Wang Chun花 could no longer hold back and rebuked Hua Yurong from the side.

Her aching heart slowly regained a sliver of clarity, regaining a trace of sensation while her body seemed to recover some warmth. Then, she felt a cool, refreshing chill radiating against her back.

"Boss, surely it can't be that bizarre? Zhao Dabei is actually the Old Demon of Six Desires?" Gigi had long since failed to restrain itself and popped out from the Azure Spirit Space, its eyes wide as copper bells.

"Yu'er, how have your business studies been going recently?" Seeing him remain silent, his father called out to him.

"How you handle it is your concern. I just need to know how soon we can initiate the operation." Ray was not an expert in electronic warfare, so he asked straight for the results.

She walked over to the severed section of the red-eyed fox's body, slashed open its chest with her heavy saber, and sure enough, discovered a demonic core the size of a soccer ball resting right beside its heart.

"Teacher Kurosaki!" Before Ichigo could reply, Orihime cried out somewhat indignantly. Do not assume that large breasts imply a lack of brains; Orihime was exceedingly clever and socially astute. Naturally, when faced with Ichigo's problems, she would not yield an inch.

Upon being brought into the police interrogation room, two officers entered—seemingly following the classic routine of one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop. Vande hypnotized the officer playing the bad cop, sending him right back where he came from. The other officer, realizing that the person brought in was no ordinary individual, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Xie Zhan pressed his lips together, picked up his wine cup, took a leisurely sip, and let a smile slip from his eyes. He cast a stealthy glance at Xiao Changting, and upon catching the latter's cold, somber gaze sweeping toward him, he nearly choked on the wine and hurriedly looked away.