Volume One, Chapter 38: I’m Not Like Them
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After buying insurance, we went to an outdoor-sports store and purchased a complete set of trekking gear, then split up. He went to prepare the necessities for his occult arts, while I went to the supermarket and bought a great deal of compressed rations and canned food. At last, we met up, crammed everything into two large hiking packs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the airport.
Unfortunately, we waited until well into the night, and everything remained perfectly calm—so calm that I grew drowsy. If I had known it would be like this, I would have bought two sleeping bags. Eventually, I could hold out no longer and dozed off with my head propped in my hand. By the time Qin Yiheng woke me, dawn had already broken.
We dug a pit inside the room and planted numerous iron spikes in it. They would not take his life, but they would leave him gravely injured. Then we laid a very thin wooden board over the pit, covered it with a carpet, and waited for Shi Yifan to arrive.
Of course, not invisibility—that would be far too unrealistic. Even a demon would be unable to accomplish that. At most, she could make people unable to see me for a short time—in other words, create an illusion that made them see something else.
With great difficulty, I plucked one down and nearly fell flat on my face. Holding the leaf up beneath the streetlamp, I saw that it indeed bore those same scars. Yet no matter how I turned it over and examined it, I still could not find anything else.
Fourteen burst out laughing and followed me toward the flower hall in the outer room. Wenqiu had arranged the wildflowers Fourteen had given her in a porcelain-white vase, and I carried it over and placed it beneath the window. Night descended, leaving only a faint veil of sunset glow along the horizon.
Su Le had known all along that Ye Chen had said some unpleasant things in front of Nuan Nuan.
I felt a pang of pity and said, “Get up first, and we’ll talk.” After all, he was even older than my father.
Water gushed from inside the wardrobe, and the column of water instantly grew larger and larger. I could feel the entire wardrobe shaking violently because of it.
“Who is truly the lucky one remains a matter of opinion. But I do know this: I will be the one laughing last today!”
At last, as the fourth day formally flowed into its final moments, only five figures remained beneath the entire starry sky.
“Abandoning the boss strategy for someone who was delayed by some unknown matter? That is hardly something a guild leader should say!” Heathcliff said calmly, voicing his displeasure with Kurumi.
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After Xi Shan Zuoyi led a force of more than ten thousand men in breaking out through the northern city gate, he immediately fled north at full speed, intending to retreat to a place called Jinshan County.
“How could you have no home? Did something happen to your parents?” Mu Ge regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. How could he have asked such a cruel question?
The cheetah slammed heavily into the bodyguard who had been holding its leash, and man and beast both toppled to the ground.
Despair! Madness! Hatred! Falling to darkness? No—not any of those. When only ten minutes of life remain, when there is no time left to fall into darkness, humanity remembers—remembers its moments of happiness.
However, thanks to Maga and Margot showing mercy, the Masked Angel was no ordinary opponent. For the moment, Maga and Margot were unable to do anything to her, and the four of them became locked in combat high above the ground.
That movement immediately convinced Xu Yihang and Xu Erhang that Japanese spies were following them.
As for those who refused to obey—such as Yimin of southern Xinjiang and Shabiti Ta Maula of Kashgar—they had already been buried in the sand by the Northern Pacification Army and roasted into mummies.
This was also why cultivators had to seclude themselves and stabilize their realm and power after achieving a breakthrough.
“Hahahaha…” He Lingxue could not help bursting into laughter. There could hardly be anyone more unfortunate than him.
In an instant, the arms of the two men were broken by each other; one of them even had his entire arm torn off.
In barely fifteen minutes, Lin Yishang’s injuries had recovered by fifty or sixty percent. With a forceful exhalation, he expelled a breath of stale air, then slowly opened his deep-set eyes.
Ling Jiutian nodded. “In another two or three years, we’ll arrange marriages for the disciples under our care. Those willing to remain at the manor can then be taught the Qi-Origin Technique. Longyin Manor has the fewest disciples among the martial sects. There are only three disciples of Jiutian’s generation. Now that Su Donghe and Chen Que have inherited the tradition, I imagine the other sects will have nothing to say.”
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At the same time, the figure in purple armor moved like the wind, arriving before the old man and unleashing a furious barrage of blows.
Lin Chuan closed his eyes, and the bulging veins around them immediately subsided. When he opened them again, the white had vanished, replaced by a sky-blue hue.
The wholehearted assistance he referred to was naturally the Celestial Sect helping Venerable Cangming subdue this Great Central Profound Island.
By the time Zhu Ming and the others reached the foot of the mountain, Chen Da had just arrived on horseback, followed by some thirty underlings wielding all manner of makeshift weapons.
Long Yuan could only guess that the Mountain and Sea Codex was related to the Classic of Mountains and Seas, since both contained the words “mountain” and “sea.” But heaven alone knew how reliable that guess was. It might be as far-fetched as saying that Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was related to the Buddha, or that Lion’s Head was connected to the Lion King—completely unrelated.
“No! I’m drinking today! I absolutely have to drink!” Xu Jing refused. She abandoned the wineglass altogether, seized the bottle, and drank straight from the mouth.
Although many heart-stopping events took place that night, fortunately Ruotang returned safely and unharmed to the Prince of Xiang’s residence with the Prince of Xiang.
Su Nan did not have many dresses. Whenever she had attended a banquet in the past, Qin Shijin had simply told her to choose one herself and charge it to the company account.
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