Volume 1, Chapter 39: They Are All Scoundrels

It was not until evening that Lian Yun finally cultivated his spiritual power to the low-tier D grade, marking his first real step into the ranks of armed ghost catchers.

The Nightless God City had made thorough preparations this time; every city lord arriving for the mobilization meeting was met by a dedicated escort and subsequently transported directly to the Star of the Sky.

He Lanxiang’s weakness made him uncomfortable, causing his voice to rise a notch. She understood his frustration, but out of fear for Zhang Hao’s safety and an unwillingness to let him take risks, she naturally did not want to reveal Gao Gen’s whereabouts.

Dongfang Lie folded his fan with his single arm and let out a sigh of relief; only in this way could Dongfang Chuanqi keep his life.

At three in the afternoon, the entire forest fell into a deep silence. Yet, the heavy, oppressive atmosphere hinted at the storm about to break.

"It’s nothing. If it’s there, it’s there. Many people pray for such a blessing," Zhangsun said, subconsciously stroking her abdomen, which showed no signs of change as a glow of maternal warmth spread across her face.

With the demonstration finished, the clients’ faces immediately lit up with satisfaction; it was clear that the performance of the Mark 2 tank had ignited a strong desire to purchase.

However, in the eyes of others, Lian Yun’s decision to release four weak ghost servants seemed like a perfunctory gesture—an act of contempt toward Shi Zhongtian.

Aimo was startled by the wailing dwarves. They had been speaking normally just moments ago, but as soon as he displayed his magic, these white-bearded dwarves began to weep uncontrollably.

Suddenly, two white lilies blossomed in Niu Niu’s tense eyes. In an instant, four profound formations closed in from every angle, sealing off the area completely.

It is worth mentioning that when he saw me, he showed no extreme reaction, as if he had completely forgotten how I had frightened him with the Bagua mirror. This confirmed my suspicion that the entity possessing him was the original immortal spirit of the snake itself.

The problem was finally clear: Qian Mengyu thought his attire lacked class, but this realization brought about a new dilemma.

Beyond the fish produced in Black Blindness Village, there were other mountain goods, primarily dried mushrooms, though nothing else had reached a commercial scale. There were also small amounts of chicken, duck, goose, and pork. Since every household raised and slaughtered pigs, those with smaller families could not consume it all, so they typically ate half and sold the rest, or sold it by the cut.

Hearing Xu Wei say they should "practice" just in case, Ye Fei smiled, twisted his arm, and broke free from her embrace.

It seemed that the martial artist named Jiang Kun had insulted the fallen Chen family and the Tai Chi martial arts they inherited, which was why the Chen sisters, in their fury, publicly demanded he kneel and apologize.

After such a long time together, Wang Jing had come to treat Archangel as a brother; if he didn't chat with him for a day, he felt a genuine sense of emptiness.

However, the success rate of the second method was quite low, as large dogs tend to be rather stubborn in the presence of cats, and the master’s influence does not always carry weight.

My heart remained soft, belonging to that time. I finished my work and went to a nearby restaurant with her. There were some things I could not clarify over and over again, as it would be too hurtful. Yet, if I didn't speak, I didn't know how long Zhen Xian would remain under this misconception.

Unless an air cannon locked onto Lu Changfei and struck him directly, his speed and reflexes made it nearly impossible to defeat him in a frontal assault.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Weiwei clenched her fists, an irrepressible surge of anger rushing to her head.

However, had Liao Zhengji not been with Xiao Yifan at that moment, he would likely have packed his belongings and fled long ago.

That night, Song Yi said so much; the quiet room was filled with their past—things they both knew, and things they did not.

Yan Chutian whispered to himself. Sure enough, a figure draped in sword robes stepped out from the gap torn by the sword light.

Gong Ji no longer made a point of avoiding Jiang Baoqing when handling household affairs, so she naturally recognized Huang Bai. With her exceptional memory, she identified him by his voice alone, even without having met him.

By this time, the injuries of Hu Jianqiang and Hu Jianjun had largely healed, appearing at least eighty percent recovered on the surface.

The next moment, missiles and even nuclear warheads soared from various bases and warships of the M country, striking precisely into the villages and cities already devoid of life due to the blood sacrifice, triggering explosion after explosion.

The dark guard on duty for Jiang Baoqing today was Zheng Nan. He leaped up to take the driver’s seat, steering the carriage while trying to calm the horses.

She had somehow learned that her imperial brother was worried about the relationship with the Yundian Prince’s Mansion and was considering a marriage alliance.

"Mr. Hu, I am sorry. I apologize, I truly do. I made this call to apologize for my rashness. Please, I truly hope you can forgive me." After a moment of hesitation, Tang Dezhi, terrified that Hu Mingchen might hang up, quickly stated the core purpose of his call.

The following day, Dorgon brought his sixth wife to the palace to pay respects to the two Empress Dowagers and the Emperor. Because Dorgon was the Prince Regent, the Empress Dowager held a family banquet at the Cining Palace to host the Regent and his wife, both to welcome her and to celebrate the Regent’s remarriage.