Volume One, Chapter 28: The Shop Catches Fire

As expected, after hearing Jin Meng’s words, Grandfather let out a heavy sigh, just as he had at the beginning.

After finishing his bowl of noodle soup and a large bowl of chicken broth, Li Muyang returned to his room, feeling content.

The sounds gradually faded away, and at the same time, a strange transformation began to take place within his body.

"Damn it! Everyone, form ranks!" Zhou Kang suddenly realized the gravity of the situation and hurriedly issued the order.

Not long after, I smelled a familiar scent. No, it wasn't the smell of formalin. Gradually, I found it difficult to breathe. My head swam. A blurred, familiar figure approached me, and I felt as though there was some unknown connection between us.

"You are gambling your lives on whether I dare to annihilate you—what courage! But since you two cultivators have no fear of death, do you have anything else to say?" the scaled monster roared in anger.

Furthermore, he was handsome yet possessed an air of profound wickedness. He was a man who valued loyalty and kept a low profile, having lurked in the Great Desert for years. Never having heard of him entering the Central Plains, Ku Bo was shocked to see him by the Yellow River. Fearing he was also after Tian Xuanzi’s immortal artifact, Ku Bo quietly concealed his presence and slowly retreated.

Upon hearing this, Li Lingyi thought to himself that this was the same tactic as Danzo’s—trying to trade low-end technology for high-end technology.

"This is the Land of Dark Currents, where the water of three thousand weak rivers is so treacherous that no boat can cross it. We have no choice but to fly over!" After Mi Zhu finished speaking, she waved her hand, and her body floated into the air, heading toward the opposite bank. Tian Xuanzi immediately summoned his prayer mat, stepped onto his Heavenly Crow, and followed closely behind.

One could say that Zhai Tan was extremely well-connected and knew many martial arts experts, or perhaps this escort was no simple character—he might even be a master thief with exceptional lightness skills.

Truth be told, Prince Shun had a measure of self-awareness; knowing he would never be favored by the Emperor, he simply declined the proposal himself.

Leng Xuan, who was struggling desperately to defend, had already exhausted most of his spiritual energy, and it looked as though the ogres and molten lava were about to break through the barrier and charge in.

Old He knew English; after all, East Africa had many former colonies of the British Empire, and English was an official language.

Jing Yuan frowned. Suddenly feeling a sense of strangeness, she couldn't help but straighten her back, staring at the Empress with suspicion.

It was all just an illusion. No matter how one interpreted it, it remained ethereal and lacked solemnity.

However, she had experienced far too many things lately, one right after another. Due to various reasons, she had spent almost all her time in bed, and she felt as if her circulation was failing from such prolonged confinement.

Moreover, since the primary wife was in poor health, having two secondary wives would keep them in check, preventing one from dominating and disturbing the peace of the household.

Looking at the call-ended screen on his phone, Zhou Da couldn't help but twitch his lips. He had just been lamenting how naive and foolish others were, only to realize that it was precisely that naivety that had ended up helping him.

He never expected that Old Bi would actually deem his forced display of superiority a success.

Seeing that Ya Fei was unwilling to say more, A Liang stopped asking—after all, even if he did, it would be in vain. He chatted with Ya Fei for a long time, listening as she recounted her own experiences from beginning to end.

Furthermore, she had heard from Nangong Ling that every time he sent people, they returned empty-handed. Yet, the scene before her showed that the guards were clearly not tight; one could even say they were incredibly lax. If so, why were Nangong Ling’s men unable to find any point of breakthrough?

At this moment, Lin Xiao’s greatest concern was the safety of the Demon. The moment the Demon charged out, Lin Xiao had etched that name, "Demon," into his heart. If saving the Demon earlier was out of human decency, his concern for the Demon now came from the bottom of his heart.

Ten thousand horses charged forward. Leading the way, Liu Dong and his three thousand heavy cavalry galloped everywhere to harass the enemy, while behind them, nearly ten thousand heavy cavalry led by Liu Sai followed closely, charging into the city gates.

Sha’er asked with a hint of excitement; after all, she hated the Ba Shi Sect. Even if A Liang were to massacre the entire sect, she wouldn't think he was being brutal.

Those members of the Gengmu Sect who had not retreated in time after being harassed by Lin Yang were instantly submerged in a sea of black, their screams echoing like the wails of vengeful ghosts, chilling to the bone.

The officials could not help but lower their heads in contemplation, redefining the relationship between the two. The officials were puzzled, and Guan Yan was equally unable to fathom it. Had Dong Zhuo lost his mind? What was the meaning behind sending so many expensive gifts?

"Who’s acting shamelessly! It’s not settled yet!" Provoked by General Wang, Zhang Fei immediately began challenging him to drink jar after jar of wine.

Shui Lianyue tucked the letter into her robes and hurried toward the capital without rest, only to be intercepted by two groups of men along the way.

Su Han wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and blinked. In other words, he had liked her back then, hadn't he?

He had let Gu Ming participate in this assessment mostly to broaden her horizons and give her experience. It would be great if she could achieve good results, but he didn't hold high expectations; after all, there were those more capable than Gu Ming, and until the very end, no one could say for certain what would happen.

He blamed himself for not anticipating that the Corpse King would cultivate into a Diamond Corpse. If he had known, he wouldn't have been the first to choose to confront it. In the end, it turned out to be the most difficult opponent of all.

In the Kamakura period of Japan, although the founder of the Jodo Shinshu sect was Shinran Shonin, it was the eighth head of the sect, Rennyo Shonin, who established the head temple, Hongan-ji, in Yamashina, Kyoto, in the year 1478.