Volume One, Chapter 50: Assessing Their Strength

Su Haoming's words were like a stone creating a thousand ripples, filling the air with a hair-trigger tension. The leader sneered, sweeping his sharp gaze across the four of them as if evaluating their strength.

"Do you really think a few of you can stop us?" The leader's voice was low and full of menace. "We are the loyal followers of the Purple Gold Fiend Lord. Our goal is to open these ruins and pave the way for him."

Liu Ruoxi replied coldly, "No matter whose followers you are, we will not let you shatter the peace of this land. There is no turning back for you now."

Yuan Ziyuan gripped his spear tightly, his gaze resolute...

"You courting-death piece of trash." The giant black bear was furious upon noticing Zhang Yang approaching it.

"Could this just be a rumor?" Lin Wei felt puzzled by Bacsaini's expression and attitude.

Lin Wei noticed Tivia's change immediately and began paying close attention to her. In all the years he had known her, this was the first time he had seen her display such an expression, which seemed entirely driven by instinct.

"It's like this, I want to send Krenis to enlist, to join that elite troop..." said Klauno.

Yao Chu'er made as if to head over to Fu Mingyan, but just as she rose, Jin Shuyan grabbed her wrist in a firm grip.

At that moment, Wu Shizhuliu was also carrying Chu He's battered steel shield and steel bow, tracking along the traces and blood left behind by the black wind leopard.

"Legend has it that as long as they see a certain token, they will naturally speak. But what that object is, and where it is, no one knows." Locke was driving himself slightly crazy now; he dearly wished to abduct them outright, but feared that if their bodies reacted with an immediate berserk rage, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

The truly bizarre thing was that the hundreds of thousands of volts of electricity had not harmed him in the slightest, save for making his hairstyle a bit peculiar and his skin slightly charred.

Two hundred black-armored Abyss Guards followed closely behind in absolute silence, making not a sound save for the crisp crunch of boots upon the rocky ground.

When all was said and done, Chang Dingjun's men were defending their homes and hearths. If they were defeated, their families waiting behind them would inevitably be slaughtered by the Yellow Turban army, so naturally, they would fight back with all their might.

The Sixth Elder gave a cold snort and remained silent, one hand behind his back and the other placed across his chest, striking the very image of a grandmaster.

Amidst such rampant devouring, Xing Chu could feel his cultivation realm of the fifth heaven of the Divine King steadily stabilizing.

"Ugh..." Gradually, Chihong vaguely felt that her physical strength and spiritual energy were failing, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her lips.

Put that way, he understood Yunyao's meaning. If the Empress Dowager had not seen Yunyao's corpse, she would never believe Yunyao was dead. Since she could not be certain of Yunyao's death, it meant the Empress Dowager was convinced Yunyao was still alive.

Therefore, it was much more prudent to adopt a male disguise when going out, and given her current cultivation level, ordinary people would never see through it.

Yet judging by Long Aolang's current behavior, he seemed to have actually grown addicted to walking. Moreover, all along this journey, Long Aolang deliberately chose the main roads, and whenever he occasionally encountered villages or towns, he would stop to stay the night.

Jiang the Gate-God washed up to clear his head, tidied his appearance briefly, and then got into his ride, a black Audi A8.

Later on, His Majesty utilized the meager remaining influence of the Wei family to begin establishing a foothold at court, and half a year later, His Majesty personally paid a visit to Prime Minister Chu.

Long Aolang was stunned, never expecting Yang Fan to ask about such a thing. What on earth was the "Sword Heart" formula? He had spent five years on Azure Dragon Peak, yet he had never once heard of his sect possessing such a technique.

"Dare I ask, Hall Master Long, what kind of magical treasure did the person who fought you use?" Ren Wuxin seemed somewhat unwilling to let the matter drop, staring fixedly at Long Aolang as he continued to question him.

President Lin Rou was well-versed in pharmacology and graduated from a prestigious university. She had profound research in the field of pharmaceutics, and the thriving development of Yulin Pharmaceuticals over the years was largely credited to her.

Yet, try as she might to imagine it, she never expected that she would be slapping her own face so soon after mocking Nangong Xian.

What a joke! The breakup text had already been sent; if she went back to him now, wouldn't all her efforts be rendered void? She had no choice but to keep playing dumb.

The sound of iron chains clanked incessantly. Meng Qiyao watched with a sense of fulfilled wish as Meng Qihang lost control. Meng Qihang glared fiercely at him while the chains scraped against his wrists, causing blood to flow freely.

Until Yu Danggui's figure completely vanished from sight, Gu Shiyi suddenly turned to look at Xue Jinhai, who also seemed to sense it and turned his head to meet her gaze.

The overwhelming joy of seeing her parents left her incapable of processing anything else. Truly, these past two days felt just like a dream.

At that moment, a guard dressed in a silver-gray uniform walked in carrying a tray of fruit—specifically those fruits where multiple varieties grew on a single tree, each fruit tasting completely different.

At this rate, Old Master Qing wouldn't have many years left to live, and by then, he wouldn't end up inheriting anything at all.

Knowing full well that he couldn't bluff his way through it, and refusing to hide it from others, the Master of the Dong family furiously packed Madam Dong off to her maiden family, demanding that they find a way to resolve the matter.

Some people called it mental illness, while others called it psychological issues. Anyway, people said all sorts of things, but regardless of what was said, if the child couldn't get into a hospital and see a doctor, everything else was entirely useless.

On the morning of the second day, Hodgson did not put the England team through any heavy training. At this stage, even intense training wouldn't be of much help to the squad; wanting to completely alter England's tactics was simply not something that could be achieved overnight, though making a few subtle tactical adjustments was still quite doable.

Pondering for a moment, he said, "In three days, bring all your men and rendezvous with me outside Tianyang City. This is our first cooperation, and I hope to see your sincerity. If you cannot satisfy me, you had better go look for someone else to work with." With that, he strode out of the main hall.

"This is just luck; perhaps God took a nap this time..." Count Herbert laughed self-deprecatingly. Indeed, just as he said, God had played a trick on him—first presenting them with a lucrative opportunity, and then delivering such an outcome.

"Dr. Wang, this is a misunderstanding, please forgive us. We will certainly deal harshly with the parties involved in this matter," Blair smiled. When coming over, he had naturally understood the course of events and knew that Wang Zhi was in the right, hence his exceptionally cordial attitude.

The laughter and commotion at the scene vanished in an instant. Everyone present felt the gratitude conveyed by that military salute—a gratitude that said, "Thank you for supporting us, thank you for being the most loyal backing for us soldiers on the front lines."

The remaining twenty-four chests contained purely gold bars and silver, but these twenty-four chests fell far short of the value in the first ten chests; the two were as different as heaven and earth, bearing no comparison whatsoever.