Forty Blades and Halberds

"Haha, A-Xing, you are currently the hottest star in the country, exploding with popularity. I wonder how many people are dying to collaborate with you. I’m just curious, what is this collaboration project? Is it a movie?" Jackie Chan asked excitedly.

Elsewhere, in a private room, Li Xuan sat quietly on a leather sofa, awaiting the start of the auction, completely unaware that someone was already secretly plotting to "cure" him.

"I don't know." Liu Yifei picked it up and fiddled with it for a moment, her brow glistening with sweat. She wiped it away gently and replied.

The "Flash" is a swordsmanship technique mastered by some samurai and ninjas, typically used as a dueling maneuver during one-on-one sword fights.

"Let's go. I’ll see what good food is around here." Zhao Qian naturally took Reba’s hand again and walked off.

The black pearl, whether called the Star of Darkness or the Night Star, truly sparkled with a brilliance rivaling a diamond, but Yaoyue could easily see that it was nothing more than a counterfeit.

This was a light jet bomber, an aircraft produced by the Royal Air Force of the United Kingdom.

"You are too good with your words—I'm not as handsome as you say..." Although Liu Xing said this, he felt very smug inside.

While it is said that in the Chaotic Outer Realms, those above the Fourth Heaven of Chaos must join the Sanctuary, it does not mean the Chaotic Sanctuary is exclusively populated by beings above the Fourth Heaven of Chaos. In reality, within the entire Sanctuary, the number of true Fourth Heaven of Chaos existences is not as vast as one might imagine.

"Otherwise, did you think I was a terrifying devil?" The principal looked quite benevolent as he joked with Liu Xing.

Trapped in a formation by Yu Miao and unable to find a way out while his Sacred Origin spiritual energy was draining rapidly, the middle-aged man in black robes realized he had fallen into a trap set by his enemies long ago and began to curse furiously.

Qingyi spat out the mouthful of tea she had been drinking on the spot. Qi Lianchen said nothing, only staring at her with an inscrutable, somewhat eerie gaze.

Inhaling the dragon musk on the Emperor, Qingyi knitted her delicate brows and pursed her lips. "May this consort assume that Your Majesty did this on purpose?" Could she interpret the joyful expression he showed when looking at those scrolls of beauties as a deliberate attempt to provoke her?

***

Mo Tian’s gaze could not help but linger on Yun Yi for a few seconds longer before shifting to the others.

How strange. The eldest young mistress had been clamoring to catch an adulterer, only to end up catching someone from her own household!

Bright red blood splattered out. The four kings of Vanti City, bound before the three-day formation, stared in disbelief with wide eyes.

Tang Feng turned to him and greeted him with a smile: "Chairman Xu, it’s you. I thought it was Old Ma Kangji’s car."

The next day, after a night’s rest, the tangled threads of Mu Yun’s thoughts finally began to unravel, and his body recovered with remarkable speed.

"You go grab the medicine; leave the rest to us." Clan Chief Qin rushed over from the other side of the iron tower, forcefully blocking the path behind Beiming Changfeng and engaging the opponent charging toward him.

Guibao took a look. Wan Qinglong was dressed in a white brocade robe with gold trim, his face flushed with health, and his silver-white beard fluttering. He stared at Guibao with a chilling, intimidating glint in his eyes.

After a while, Guibao landed in front of a sprawling courtyard on the hillside. This courtyard resembled those of wealthy families in the mortal realm, though the buildings inside were somewhat similar to the grand halls of the Jiling Sect.

"No need, I just need a rest. Sigh, I've been standing under that waterfall every day, and now my waist is sore, my back aches, and my legs are cramping. How could my complexion look good?" I moved my body as I spoke, causing my bones to crackle.

"Boom!" The opponent also unleashed a fireball to defend, and the two collided again. Their long swords crossed as they swapped positions. Tian Xuanzi frowned; judging by the feel of the clash, the fake Tian Xuanzi was indeed equal to him in strength, but his attacking style was far more wild and uninhibited.

"Hmph, could it be that some people’s own misconduct led those two disciples to act so recklessly? Besides, this is all just one side of the story from an elder; who knows if it’s even true!" Xin Xin, hearing that Guibao had walked out of the great formation with such ease, looked unimpressed and spoke with disdain.

Yang Yao and Zhong Ziang did not know that the person who had shouted and fired those two arrows was a death-sworn soldier brought to the mountain by Niu Gao.

He could not afford to offend Song Hui, so he used Song Yunxi as a shield; facing Song Yunxi’s fury was better than facing Song Hui directly.

***

The Sages were about to depart for the Thirty-Third Heaven to establish their dojos, and the Eight-Treasure Spirit Mountain would naturally be of no use. Zhunti intended to invite Minghe to cultivate at the Eight-Treasure Spirit Mountain.

The park was actually invested in and built by all the universities in Nantong. Almost every college, including the medical school and the teachers' college, held shares and thus had a certain amount of internal office space that they could distribute freely. Zilang College had about 2,000 square meters of disposable space.

Xiao Ruoyao sighed and withdrew her hand. Just as Chen Lin had said, the items were already bought; nagging him three times over would only make him resentful. Xiao Ruoyao decided not to press the issue.

"Archer cavalry, counterattack on the flanks—spear cavalry, close in for melee combat—" Xianyu Liang shouted his orders. His response was highly appropriate; once the spear cavalry closed the distance, the opposing archer cavalry would be destined for slaughter.

Lin Tian understood now. No wonder the members of the White Star Gang loved using poison; they were all from the Poison Sect. But why were members of the Poison Sect, who should be focused on their cultivation, appearing in the city? And their movements were so secretive, apparently to avoid the Ancient Martial Arts families.

Emerson and Dina Wang exchanged glances. The five burly men were indifferent; in their hearts, they would follow Dina Wang wherever she went. Consequently, none of them voiced an opinion, and the room fell into silence.

The blacksmithing skill at the guild residence had recently leveled up. Ani had completed a chain quest, apprenticed under a goblin master blacksmith, learned the method of forging Mayan weapons, and received some reward or another that Zhang Wei didn't bother asking about. Now, the group didn't need to go elsewhere to forge Mayan weapons.

He had only written a letter asking the Wang family to send a divine doctor to participate in the competition. He hadn't expected the Ancient Martial Arts Wang family to send the sect leader’s second uncle, Wang Shuyuan, to help.

"Now, the Blazing Organization and I are locked in a struggle to the death, and since I just killed the third of the Iron Jade Three Brothers, I doubt the Bounty Hunter Guild will look upon me favorably," Wang Xuan said nonchalantly.

Even Xu Chu, the bravest warrior in Cao Cao’s camp, had been wounded by him. If other generals were to encounter Ma Chao on the open battlefield in the future, how would they protect themselves?