Volume 1, Chapter 47: Splitting the Spoils

Although Situ Xuejiao was unwilling in her heart, she could not say it outright, and simply ignored Wu Yi in anger. She did not even show up to see him off.

"Bah, how shameless! Sister Zifang and I are certainly not going to marry two big turtles like you. Whether you live or die is none of our damn business!" Chi Feng rebuked angrily.

"..." Divine Doctor Zhou was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself that Gao Qing was still playing this wicked trick—truly, ginger grows hotter the older it gets.

"Come! ... Open your eyes and see for yourself whether this place is truly an illusion or not!" Rising to an altitude of thousands of meters, Shen Yu shouted down at Lin Ruoyin, who was held tightly in his arms.

A biological entity, on the other hand, is a living organism endowed with kinetic energy and also a collection of objects, with an individual organism referring to the living body itself, as opposed to non-biological entities.

Coming to their senses, the base personnel erupted into deafening cheers. Li Yu landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Seeing Long Tao looking at him with fanatical adoration, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled upward.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot!" The puppet trembling shook a Nambu pistol at Wu Yi.

Suddenly, a warm palm grasped her hand. Shen Yu turned his head to look, and what greeted his eyes was Gu Xiaoman's charming smile.

"Uncle Yang, what's for dinner tonight?" Lin Tian entered the house and called out toward Uncle Yang, who was busy in the kitchen.

It was precisely because of this that Lu Yu thought to himself in secret, the murderous intent in his gaze growing increasingly chilling.

Wang Lang and Shadow confirmed the safety below. Hearing this, Dog Eyes and Squinty Eyes on the slope observed for a while before leading Daisy and Li Shiliu back down.

One must know that this city wall had been meticulously constructed by their Xu clan using the finest stones. When it was built, the entire clan toiled for nearly ten years to finally complete it, making it as solid as gold and unbreakable. Having survived countless battles unscathed in the past, how could it possibly have collapsed for no reason?

A cold, merciless voice filled with killing intent and fury resounded across the heavens and earth. Houtu used her primordial earth essence as an Ancestral Witch to transmit her voice throughout the entire Primordial World.

Although Wang Lu paid no attention to worldly affairs, because of his prominent reputation, countless people still came to the Sword Spirit Sect to pledge their allegiance, and its momentum remained flourishing.

"What is going on?" Liu Hao asked, somewhat surprised. He had never seen the Divine Palace reveal such an expression before.

"You're all talk; I'd have to be a fool to believe you." Zhao Meihao lightly tapped Wang Lang's chest with her hand, then spoke with a coquettish and endearing tone.

His entire body looked like that of an ordinary tiger, but the malevolent aura radiating from him was terrifying, instantly seeming as though it would break right through the defensive barrier around Yang Xiao.

Lin Fei gently kissed Mu Xue's forehead. Humanity was suffering through a catastrophic calamity, and perhaps an inadvertent parting would mean being separated by the eternal gulf between heaven and humanity.

Such a rare talent of uncarved jade being wasted here is truly a great pity! If he were to practice the Dao, his path to longevity would undoubtedly be exceptionally smooth.

Yet the thought arose that passing by the rooftop required going through the principal's office, and passing by the principal's office would inevitably mean running into Su's father.

Once the food and wine were served, the other soldiers began to grumble. Over the past few days, there had been no shortage of such complaints.

Faced with this vulgar abuse, Tian Tian did not resist. She merely maintained a cold expression, as though she had already accepted this reality, though her slightly reddened eye sockets betrayed her inner turmoil.

Hearing a chilling voice suddenly echo from behind him, Su Zheng trembled uncontrollably. Turning his head, he was met with Shen Jingnian's gloomy and stern face.

At around 7:30, Shen Tianxiong took his seat at the master table under the guidance of an attendant. Seeing this, Fu Zhiwei could not help but let out a low sigh.

Hearing Li Yang's words, Ding Xingchang and Tong Yiming slowly raised their heads, gazing straight at Li Yang.

With that, a trace of a smile flickered across Yue Yijun's eyes. Needless to know, Dewey already guessed what he was planning to do.

The mystical arts of Qi Men Dun Jia involve arranging mountains, stones, vegetation, and anything else that can be utilized into positions that naturally correspond with the Nine Palaces, the Eight Trigrams, the Heavenly Stems, and Earthly Branches, all evolved from the Way of Heaven. By simultaneously harnessing the surrounding topography, the primordial energy within an inch of space is integrated into the formation, allowing one to command it and manifest the corresponding miraculous effects of the array.

Just as Xiao Hui finished speaking, Sun Zhidong added another remark. Although Han Feng beside them remained silent, the expression on his face clearly indicated that he shared their exact thoughts, both firmly believing that Li Yang's current situation was indeed perilous.

On the bed, Liu Ruyan arched her waist like a swan before draining her energy to the last drop and slowly drifting off to sleep.

Outside the room, Su Nuan listened to the sounds inside—at times high-pitched, at other times low—and her face flushed an even deeper, embarrassed red.

"Could this teleportation space channel be one-way?" Shijiu thought to herself, her brows furrowing slightly.

He had no idea how heavy such a massive piece of iron was, but at a single glance, he knew it had to be extraordinarily heavy. Yet the fact that it could fly into the sky was truly terrifying.

Si Yuzhou did not hear clearly. He placed Su Qiao onto the bed, leaned in closer, and only then realized she was muttering "bastard."

Having said that, Guo Meiting did not wait for Zhang Yuan's reply and walked straight away, a full smile still lingering on her face.

"You handled this well." Zhicao was merely a subordinate of Su Fanqing. Yun Xiruo was certain that the credit for these account books belonged to her convenient master; Zhicao alone could never have completed them so thoroughly and impeccably in such a short time.

Everyone on Gu Zhirou's side was fighting injustice for her, but after all, they lost in terms of numbers.

Furthermore, she had seen for herself that there were no wounds whatsoever on Lin Yuan's head; perhaps he really hadn't been injured much at all.

If the completed work was substandard, Zhang Yuan could reject it and have them redo it until he was satisfied.

Lian Rong was stunned by this sudden reaction. By the time she came to her senses, she realized she had already been pulled into Ling Xi's embrace.

Although Ling Xiaochen was furious, he managed to restrain himself and said in a low voice, "Since your disciple is not here, I have no desire to waste words with you. Qianye is someone Palace Master Mo wants. If you happen to see him, bring him to the Three Pure Ones Hall yourself." Having said that, Ling Xiaochen turned around, swept his hands behind his back, and strode away in a huff.

There were three main rooms, with two wing rooms on each side. A thatched shed had been set up against the east wing room near the courtyard gate, looking much like a chicken coop. The room in front of the chicken coop was semi-enclosed, with three earthen walls while the side facing the courtyard was almost entirely open, supported only by two pillars holding up the rafters, revealing dark walls and a stove inside.

"This... I'm just a rough-hewn man. The only idea I can come up with..." Ji Yiming scratched his head, hesitated slightly, and finally raised his right hand to his neck, making a slashing gesture.