68 With a Clear Conscience

The villagers were not all that shocked. After all, being fishermen, they had seen plenty of pearls, and many had even harvested them with their own hands. While the size of these pearls exceeded their expectations, it was not enough to truly amaze them.

"Fine, I suppose I'm no match for you after all. You'll have to go easy on me during our spars from now on," Xiao Dashan rubbed his shoulder, unable to help a wry grin as his ego took a severe blow.

Old Man Hu also wore a trace of wonder in his eyes, yet he maintained his composure. The sea turtle before him merely looked a bit larger than usual, far from enough to move him deeply.

"As you wish. I have now attained my ultimate form. Are you ready?" Wu Yang pointed his right finger directly at Brian.

Watching Cheng Jingsong rush into the washroom, Chen Dong's smile gradually faded. He looked out the window and let out a long, drawn-out sigh.

"Because Senior Sister is a beauty, and I wouldn't want her delicate fragrance to vanish from this world just like that," Dai Hualong said with a beaming smile.

Long Yu's palm strike carried the might of a collapsing mountain and churning seas, instantly sending a dozen strange entities in front of him flying through the air. Those sent flying were still howling, utterly bewildered as to what had just happened.

Next, the only choice was to pick up their former lives and work, struggling to make everything return to the way it used to be.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Huo Yuhao had his thoughts interrupted. He crawled out from inside and set about processing the two golden tigers.

"Alright, bear with it a little longer. Once reinforcements arrive, we'll be fine," Rong Xiaolan smiled. Under Zhang Hao's watchful gaze, she found a relatively clean spot and slowly sat down, leaning against the stone wall to fall asleep. From the moment she sat down to the moment she drifted into dreamland, not even five seconds had passed.

This momentary lapse exposed a flaw, and her ankle was instantly ensnared by a tongue of fire. The unbearable heat went without saying, accompanied by waves of dizziness and vertigo. The fire was poisonous.

Furthermore, whenever Yi Le asked who Snow was, the latter always refused to answer, retorting: "Even if you tell me who you are, I won't tell you who I am."

At the same time, they had also brought over a immensely powerful fleet. In their view, flattening the city before them was hardly a difficult task at all; it was a rather simple affair.

Before Lu Qi could fully analyze the situation, he suddenly felt a wave of pressure rapidly closing in through the air.

An aged prompt echoed. Ye Kong opened his eyes and found himself inside a spacious tree hollow. Directly ahead of him was an unimaginably massive plant trunk, upon which was etched an aged visage. The voice had belonged to this very face.

Naturally, that cultivator did not dare tell Su Jiu, "His Majesty has already retired and it is inconvenient to disturb him." Instead, he nodded and flew back up to the city wall. Knowing he could not report directly to the Emperor, he sought out Wang Quan instead, while Su Jiu patiently waited outside the imperial palace.

Because the higher a physician's rank, the higher the grade of the pills they refined, and failure during refinement was entirely normal. No one would cast cold glances at them for it, though the sting of a failed evaluation was always disheartening.

Su Jiu gazed at those talismans, listening to the words spoken by the system, and fell deep into thought. Seeing that Su Jiu remained silent, the others did not dare to disturb her; they simply stood by, observing the talismans and awaiting her commands.

"Why aren't we also awaiting this very day?" said another figure draped in a red dragon-patterned robe. "If not for the decree of the banner-holding priest telling us to guard the Five Dragons Fortress and not take the initiative, we should have swept forward in one go that day and claimed Twilight's life directly, driving these people three thousand miles away to set up camp!"

"Hehe! It seems uncle still cares about me after all!" Lu Qi said with a giggle, seeming to transform back into a child once more.

And the United States was no fool either. Until they figured things out, they would not intervene militarily on a massive scale. They still harbored reservations about an organization capable of launching thirty carrier rockets at once to form a suspected space-based weapon system.

Upon hearing that the Crown Prince's three million four hundred thousand imperial guards had broken away from the military and returned to the imperial capital, Ling Xian felt extremely nervous, fearing that a similar military defection might occur on his own side. Therefore, on his journey from the Liuli Territory to the Ziyan Territory, he summoned Jiang Hailiu and other generals to assemble and report for duty.

Players on the bench who had not yet gotten an opportunity to play cheered enthusiastically! That goal was brilliantly executed; the movement was fluid without the slightest hesitation, and the execution was as picturesque as a painting.

Humanity's overbearing behavior could actually be viewed as a good thing from another perspective. The greater the oppression, the stronger the rebound. The various races within the Alliance of a Hundred Tribes truly had no way out. Since they had no way out and faced the threat of ethnic extermination brought by humanity, one could only ask: would they not be driven to madness?

It was precisely because of this that the Xu family was now flourishing day by day, vaguely threatening to overtake the top family, the Bai family.

Now that several private military companies encompassing security operations had been established, they could naturally begin tackling this matter.

"Qingjin pays her respects to Lord Li!" Dressed in Daoist robes, Qingjin walked over to Li Wujie in a few steps and bowed deeply in greeting.

At that moment, the spearmen in the rear thrust their long spears fiercely out from above the shields, exactly as they had been trained.

Fang Zhilang glanced at her sideways, produced a stick of fine incense, and lit it. A cool, faintly bitter fragrance began to drift through the air.

However, Lu Zhan was confident in his ability to make ordinary things extraordinary, provided he found the right method.