Volume One, Chapter 14: Are You Making an Offer?

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Ye Bai pushed open the door and stepped outside. He did not know what compelled him to come out, but he simply felt the need to do so. He was not a stubborn person by nature, yet lately, he had become increasingly obstinate.

The treasure hunt tournament was still underway, with countless silver coins flowing daily into Tai Youqian’s coffers. Every day, some grew suddenly rich, sparking envy, while even more were driven to bankruptcy, their faces stained with tears.

The Thousand Lives Prison’s shadow serpent inquired about the expression on Qiong Ling’s face when he had knelt on one knee; that cold sweat streaming down was all too genuine.

Today, the visitors from the Tianxuan Sword Sect came with ill intent, not merely for the pills and spiritual fields. Their ambitions ran deep.

“Truly worthy descendants of the ancient mystical beasts, this Profound Ape is ferocious indeed,” Lin Tianxuan observed from behind.

The judges nodded slightly before stepping down. All the judges now would leave the arena; even with their superior cultivation, they risked being splattered with blood if they remained on the platform.

Breakfast was ready by six thirty. It was a bright and sunny day, yet the mood was anything but cheerful. Instead, there was a quiet anxiety, unspoken but palpable, as everyone glanced around, hoping the trio of Xing Zeyuan would return soon.

In just one move, Wang Hao dealt a grievous blow to the Thunder Crow Leopard, a beast that even those in the early Qi Sea stage found daunting.

Inside the temple, the lights had all dimmed to darkness. Countless ghostly shadows flickered behind the old man, rising and falling, illusions shifting rapidly like the underworld itself.

“Xiao Wuxie, you truly fear no death,” Zhen Yu Qianye said angrily when Xiao Wuxie refused to yield. Her fury was so strong even she could not fully explain it.

“Fengxian, our struggle finally ends here. I ask if you are willing to surrender?” Cao Cao spoke these words, only to see Liu Bei, holding twin swords, shudder in the distance. Just as Liu Bei was about to respond, Lu Bu’s laughter interrupted.

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As the last word fell, Yakushi Dōko, who had trapped Bai He and Jun Maro using the Immortal Technique of White Activation, immediately began to play the flute. This was a ninjutsu he had gained after transplanting cells from Doyuya, one of the five Sound Ninja.

After speaking, under the curious gaze of the audience, Lin Chengqi repeatedly tapped various options on the touchscreen of his smart wristwatch.

Yet, in matters of magical combat experience and numerous divine techniques, Qi Yun was no weaker than the elders of the Tenth Generation; he was only stronger.

Still, Qi Yun wielded the Execution Sword. Suddenly, his swordplay became filled with exquisite subtlety—great clumsiness concealing ultimate ingenuity. He swung his sword toward the heavens, and countless bolts of thunder struggled to break through.

“Brother Gao, let’s show some real skills! Otherwise, this match will be impossible to decide!” Lu Bu turned and looked at Gao Chong once more.

But Yang Lin had no worry about being captured. Those capable of capturing him had likely become zombies by now. Moreover, humans who had evolved like Yang Lin were not unique, so the surviving scientists had no reason to relentlessly pursue just him.

“A commoner is outrageously arrogant!” Another general appeared—Jing General Chen Jiu, wielding a long blade, pressed Zhang Yun from both sides to attack Xu Huang. After more than ten exchanges, both were slightly breathless, while Xu Huang remained calm, defending flawlessly with every axe strike.

Notse seized the moment while the man in black hesitated. In the blink of an eye, he was before him, delivering a beautiful spinning kick aimed at the man in black’s face.

Perhaps because of the nearby guards, although some players saw Zhao Kang, none dared disturb him; they hung back at a distance, watching everything unfold.

Bai Xue fell in love at first sight with Mo Wang when they first met. Naturally, she later told the boy who liked her that she already had someone she cared for—Mo Wang.

“Please, Your Majesty, with the year’s end approaching, many urgent affairs remain in court. May we summon Yang Su from Qizhou to the capital temporarily to oversee governance, so your son can proceed to Qinzhou to investigate thoroughly?” Yang Yong said respectfully upon hearing Yang Jian’s refusal to send Yang Guang to Qinzhou.

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“Do not enter. Watch the door,” Li Tong said at the entrance before rushing into the noodle shop.

The emperor had truly become a puppet, confined within the palace walls with no means to act.

“No matter. These soldiers are my trusted men; they will not speak of Brother Jia’s affairs!” Lei Heng understood Ying Quan’s look and spoke quickly.

Dugu Jialuo met with Pei Ju, who had returned from an envoy mission to Later Liang at the Zhengyang Palace, inquiring about and gathering details regarding the proposed marriage alliance and the chosen bride.

Although half a million troops lacked supplies and could hardly land and penetrate deeply behind enemy lines, the threat to the coastal cities under their control was immense.

“Ayan,” Ying Quan said, turning to Tian Yan and addressing her by a nickname instead of the usual formal title.

The second was a slender figure with a stern expression... a girl? Though dressed in male attire, Li Xuan could tell at a glance she was a woman.

Could it be that their bodily fluids only corroded metal intensely? Xiong Qi pondered. But as the daylight line was about to shift here and the scorching solar wind intensified, Xiong Qi realized the urgent priority now was to leave this cursed planet.