Chapter 46-[Inglês-Americano] Palhaço criando filhotes, não morreu, bem bom(O texto fornecido consiste em caracteres chineses que não podem ser utilizados na saída. Portanto, a tradução não pode ser fornecida de forma precisa sem um contexto claro para a expressão.)

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However, Gao Ren, whose recharge had succeeded, remained calm and unhurried. With martial arts and spellcraft working in tandem, he handled them with increasing ease.

“Heh.” Yang Jing gave a soft laugh, looking at Liu Feng and the others as though they were already dead.

“So now, whenever I receive my monthly pay, I keep half of it to buy food. My parents say they do not want me sending money home, but I save the other half for them anyway.”

She had never expected to resolve the matter immediately on this trip; she had only come to scout the place out.

“Manager Liu is in his office. You must be new here. I have something important to convey to Manager Liu. If any delay causes trouble, you will be held responsible.” With that, Anthony turned and was about to leave.

They were the victors. They had trampled their enemies beneath their feet. From Nerchinsk to the present day, this great nation, whose history had been entangled with theirs in more than a century of grudges and conflict, had been utterly conquered by them.

Liu Feng, however, had fared little better. Both the spear and the dagger were made from the claws of a mutated zombie infant and were unimaginably sharp, but Shen Weilong’s skin was thick and his flesh tough. Though they carved a long gash, it soon healed. To Shen Weilong, it was hardly worth noticing.

Jiang Chuan had never encountered the flames Yin Li employed in any ancient text. There were indeed several kinds of milky-white fire, but none resembled Yin Li’s. Not only did it give off no heat whatsoever, it instead drew the surrounding warmth into itself, thread by thread, leaving an eerie chill in the air around it.

What Jiang Chuan did not know was that the Path of Soul Union was also an essential prerequisite for advancing to the Soul-Departure realm. Upon reaching the Soul-Body Integration realm, the soul would have to merge with the body as well—and that body had to be one’s own primordial body.

“Sorry, I clicked the wrong one. This isn’t the target of our mission.” Li Shaofeng scratched his head awkwardly.

Besides, the space beneath the stairways on the first floors of some buildings was completely hollow. If he hid down there, no one would discover him unless they deliberately searched the place. Even if he were found, he could simply offer them a little benefit. That would still be better than being stripped naked and forced to run around by several thousand people.

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“No, how could it be missing? Think carefully. You must have put it somewhere, right? Those dragon parts are completely wasted in your hands. If you let me turn them into a finished product, the result would certainly be much better!” said the old mage.

“In that case, Miaoshan will not keep you any longer. If you have the time, remember to visit Putuo. The doors here will always be open to you both.” Guanyin’s face was full of reluctance, but she was ultimately a holy sage of Buddhism. Knowing their wishes, she no longer tried to detain them.

Meng Que poked his head out of the car and glanced around, then got out and walked toward the luxury cars. He spoke with their owners for quite some time, but apparently reached no agreement, and returned disappointed.

Liu Ruyue handed the pale-green porcelain bottle to Ji Lixuan and relayed Liu Yingxue’s instructions from the previous night.

“This is Tian Ding, my assistant.” Li Ruibo could see a slight change in Wang Nuo’s expression, but he could only pretend not to notice. After all, Tian Ding would soon have to play the villain.

“Let’s go over and take a look.” Although it seemed that anything this close should not be an enemy, Duan Ke sensed faintly that something was wrong.

The death of Murong Shantai did not cause much of a commotion. Within the Murong clan, anyone deemed a traitor was immediately expelled from the entire family. Even if such a person were killed on the spot, the clan members would not ask a single question.

With the addition of these two forces, the remnants of Xing Tian, who had originally been on the brink of extinction, took advantage of the chaos and fought their way out. They joined up with the two rebel armies once commanded by Gonggong and Zhurong, then surged back toward the Heavenly Court like the furious waves of the Western Sea, slaughtering their way into battle once more.

Hua Xuanji had long since forgotten what pain was, and no longer cared about it. Her mind was fixed on moving forward—just a little farther, a tiny bit farther. If she could advance by even that much, she would be able to seize Yehua’s hand. Just a little farther.

“What’s wrong?! Violent Steel Arm!” Gilbert shouted. Yet the humanoid weapon merely roared and stubbornly refused to take another step.

“Haha, if you can still joke, that means your consciousness is clear, doesn’t it?” Lloyd said with a smile.

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They had no possibility of becoming civil servants in the government, but they could assist the authorities in handling affairs, offer useful suggestions, and develop valuable inventions. The government would purchase their proposals and inventions at a high price. This counted as political achievement, and the civil servants above them depended on these accomplishments if they wished to advance to higher ranks.

Zhang Qiang’s plan was to let society propel its own development while he remained merely an observer and guide. Otherwise, given his knowledge, his experience, and his understanding of history, even a hundred years would not be enough for him to reach the level of development other transmigrators achieved in just a few years.

Before the whistle had even faded, a dark figure suddenly appeared. Watery moonlight shone upon her face, making her seem even colder and more aloof. It was none other than the lean man who had stirred up the trouble.

More than a hundred figures had gathered today. Every one of them was an outstanding prodigy of the younger generation, and among them were many geniuses from the various celestial races.

“The gentleman thief Blue Blanc. According to the intelligence, he seems to have ties with people from the Special Investigations Support Division,” the young man replied.

Feeling the tremendous tremor rising from beneath their feet, the people atop the high wall quietly swallowed. Then, with nervous eyes, they turned their gazes toward the depression.

Empress Xia could not help recalling the scene when the emperor had personally appointed her empress. Zhang Zhijie had been present then, and the emperor had even asked for his opinion—evidence of how great his influence over the emperor had been. Now that Empress Xia had heard Zhang Zhijie intended to urge the emperor to return to the palace, a faint glimmer of hope finally rose within her heart.

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