18 Departure for Canglang

Since the Emperor intended to bring his concubines along, the logistics were of paramount importance. Furthermore, with Liu Zhongxiao potentially plotting a rebellion during the Mid-Autumn Festival, preparations had to be meticulous. Yet,姜 Xue had arrived at the gate wielding the Heavenly King Decree, forcing him to confer the title of Qilin War King upon Jiang Haojue.

Tang Xiaofeng was quite anxious; having accumulated so many villain points, he needed to take some time to plan his next steps carefully. Especially after seeing Huang, who had been left severely wounded and unconscious, his body drenched in blood, his own blood began to boil, and his eyes burned with a crimson glare.

Although these old diehards did not possess deep loyalty to the imperial family, they would never engage in treason. The people coming and going were either wealthy or noble; even billionaires with ten-figure fortunes sought to curry favor and befriend her. Under everyone’s tense gaze, the particle model on the screen began to rotate—a form of irregular disturbance with no discernible pattern, much like the three-body problem that had once fascinated so many.

"How could she be like this? She obtained so many fire sources, yet she doesn't know how to share?!" Qu Yanyan’s eyes churned with dissatisfaction, her voice sharp and irritable.

"You don't need to apologize to me. I’m furious as well, but forget it. I’ve done what you asked, so I’ll be leaving now." With that, Nalan He stood up and departed.

Even their own national government feared the foreigners; how could they, as commoners, possibly fight against them?

The General turned to scan the captain and his crew. When he spotted Zhen Ling, his gaze lingered on her. The wrinkles on his face betrayed his advanced age. He gestured to the captain, who immediately led the soldiers away.

"Hmph, I know this is the Chang household. Chang Rui will be here soon enough," Lin Feng snorted, waiting quietly, for he had already sensed a powerful aura awakening in the deepest part of the estate.

Two hours later, Beichen suddenly felt a shift; according to his senses, there was some sort of fluctuation not far ahead.

Lin Ming’s heart sank. Perhaps, at this moment, the only goal clear to Ishida Fuko was to deliver the scroll in his hand to Sosuke Aizen?

However, the items here collectively weighed much more than a hundred pounds. Transporting them all at once was far too difficult, so Lin Canghai decided to sort them and move them out in batches.

The Divine General’s Imperial Armor manifested on his body, with four energy arrays arranged in a grid behind him, each radiating intense fluctuations. In an instant, Beichen’s aura reached the Hunyuan God realm, before receding back to the level of the Phantom God.

The leader spoke to the three of them: "On behalf of our entire race, I thank you for the immense contribution you have made today. This debt of gratitude will be etched into the hearts of all our people forever."

It was a killing intent born of necessity, the kind only a true assassin possesses. In the eyes of these people, Xiao Feng was already a dead man. Had it not been for his desire to build a more solid foundation to unleash greater power, he would have likely already reached the Dou Zun realm.

Helen said, "You don't need to worry about that. Have you forgotten how we crossed the canyon?"

The City Lord’s mansion was in total chaos. Not only had the Qi practitioners suffered heavy losses, but the defensive formation was shattered by the Qiding Sect’s assault array before it could even be activated. Three beams of profound light raked through the mansion; apart from the practitioners who had escaped earlier, everyone else perished miserably.

"I think I saw our boss. Turn around, turn around, go back to the previous intersection," Qiao Meimei said.

The Demon Abyss at the bottom of the well was indeed unsealed, replaced instead by an extremely dangerous assault formation blocking the entrance. The Fire Cloud Sect didn't even bother to post guards, so confident were they in the formation.

He felt an inevitable sense of annoyance and helplessness. Throughout his life, he had navigated the shifting clouds and masterminded great schemes, yet he found himself utterly incapable of dealing with this bane of his existence. He had lost count of how many hairs he had turned white over this; he had once understood the importance of the bigger picture, so why had he become so emotionally impulsive now?

The water from the showerhead cascaded down over Qiao Meimei’s fair skin, as if rinsing the finest mutton-fat jade in the world.

Their straw sandals were at their limit, the openings where their toes poked through growing even wider. The siblings exchanged glances and laughed, flashing their teeth.

"Charge forty thousand! I’m covering everyone’s expenses today!" Jin Faguang pulled out a bank card.

After repeated probes met with resistance, Lu Honghu felt a chill. She prided herself on her cunning and methods, and the Qingming Demon Sect was known for its devious strategies. She hadn't expected this Xu San to be so complex. With his defensive maneuvers and counter-attacks, she dared not probe further. It was a pity that she still hadn't managed to gauge the true extent of his strength.

These accusations might crush Lady Luoxia or the Duke of Lu’s mansion, but they could never possibly touch the Duke of Rong’s mansion.

Jin Jia and Cai Yi had long since grown impatient. Hearing the signal, they let out a cry of joy and lunged forward fearlessly, their forms rapidly shifting into their battle states in mid-air.

She let out a nervous, cackling laugh, her body trembling as she leaned in closer, hiding a deep, subconscious sorrow. She whispered into his ear, "You... based on you?..." She puffed out her chest, only to immediately deflate.

As for eating, it was like sleeping; once the moment passed, the desire vanished entirely. Latta, covered in filth, felt uneasy sitting still and preferred to have a comfortable warm bath instead.

Or perhaps, she should never have held any illusions about this man. Because he was a true friend of Khan Jiles, he was destined from the start to be an obstacle to Olivia.

Dressed in a black evening gown, she made a dazzling entrance. With a twist of her body, the gown vanished, leaving her in a bikini, her stunning figure shocking the entire audience. Another stir went through the crowd as, with the help of her assistant, Luo Chenyu was tightly bound with two chains and tossed into the glass tank below.