Chapter 31: The Southern Barbarian Invasion

"Ling Xia, where would you like to go today? Just say the word, and I will take you," He Jibei said, looking at her with a beaming smile.

During these days, in her spare time between classes, while her classmates were sleeping or out shopping and having fun, she would bury herself in thick textbooks, working hard in the study hall. This puzzled Qi Min, who had always been content to drift through life, and she often asked her why she pushed herself so relentlessly.

Upon realizing this, Bai Chengzheng was suddenly struck by a moment of clarity. It was no wonder the boss had brought them here to fight these magical beasts; beyond finding them suitable beast companions, the true purpose was to temper their arrogance and teach them that there is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky.

The repaired meridians were significantly wider than before, and their inner walls were much tougher. As the spiritual energy flowed through them, it felt like a mighty river surging without end.

Old Madam Xie stared at him. "Back then, you were the one who didn't want to marry Huyang." In truth, they had hoped for the second son, Xie Yun, to marry the princess, but it was Xie Lang whom Huyang had set her sights on.

"What is going on here?" Chen Yang asked Ye Fan, lifting his coffee cup to take a shallow sip before speaking.

This uniform refusal to lift their heads left Emperor Zhaoyuan seeing only the somber black and purple brocade of the officials' hats—the act of these men keeping their heads bowed felt like a silent, sharp defiance against him.

"I didn't expect Lu Ting to make such a move. It was my oversight," the Fifth Prince sighed.

They had never heard of this Dharma name; Zeus and Poseidon knew little of the Eastern world. Furthermore, by the time Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had risen to fame, Zeus and his kin had already established the Western Divine Realm.

First, there was the investor who insisted on her, then her friend Liu Benshuai, the lead actor Chen Zao's special concern for her, and finally, He Jibei’s specific instructions from last night: if a kissing scene was absolutely necessary, they should use camera angles to fake it rather than letting them actually touch.

The mechanism of night blindness is simple: in summary, it is caused by a deficiency of Vitamin A in the body.

It meant: If you, Zhong Xiang, do not oppose me, I cannot be bothered to deal with you. I have no desire to fight this war; at worst, I will simply request passage and leave.

However, Liu Yu had now established a so-called Han regime in Hebei, which was enough to deceive many and absolve those with treasonous intentions of any psychological burden.

***

My previous preparations had been for her sake, so I agreed immediately. Li Tian drove, and we went to her house together.

A thunderous roar seemed to echo in her ears; she could no longer hear what they were saying. Her head ached, her heart ached, and she felt all the blood in her body rushing straight to her brain.

She only knew that at the time, she had been struck by the sudden turn of events, leaving her mind a complete blank. By the time she regained consciousness, the hairpin was already in her hand.

Several formidable figures appeared above Chang'an City, their ethereal shadows like gods or demons, radiating an overwhelming aura.

With that, he kicked Ming Yan, who dodged sideways and plummeted from the sky.

The Four Great Continents were the center of the Primordial World, bearing the fortune and merit of heaven and earth. In the past, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes, the Wu and Demon clans, the Human race, the Xuanmen, and the Confucian school had all flourished there.

Only then did the demons who had been hiding in their caves to watch the battle become restless. Seeing that Lei Guang was dead, some immediately fled the caves as if granted amnesty.

Though the plaza was vast, it took these experts only a moment to reach its edge. Before them, their path was blocked by snow-capped mountains that reached into the clouds. The mountains were barren, with only patches of snow at the base and large, blackened rocks exposed.

The Heavenly Gate, which had opened a sliver, had now closed completely. Whether it was the dense dark clouds or the five-colored rays of light, all were slowly dissipating, revealing the clear, azure sky that had been there before.

Suddenly filled with anticipation, Lang Yun's stomach began to growl unceremoniously. After all, he had only eaten a single steamed bun all day, and if he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would have to endure hunger again.

"Is this roast suckling pig a bit too small?" a chieftain asked, pointing a fork at the half-pig head remaining on the platter.

The situation was exactly as Ao had said. As soon as Wu Fan approached the lake, a wave of heat rushed toward him; he saw that the surface of the lake was ablaze with raging fire.

"Who goes there? How dare you intrude upon the Princess's bedchamber..." One of them held a long fork, looking quite imposing.

***

Upon learning that Erin was heading to Uzistan, Holmes, who usually appeared carefree, made a rare phone call to her.

All the freshmen on the sports field had gathered. The ranks were neat and orderly, looking up at the leaders, waiting for their instructions. Liu Dongqing from the third platoon was absent; he was still lying in the hospital.

At this moment, as the cold wind slipped through the door, Shen Fu’s every word was sharp and chilling, harboring a ruthless, bloody resolve rarely seen in the inner chambers. For a fleeting moment, Old Madam Shen felt as though she were seeing the Empress she had encountered in her youth during the palace selection. She felt unsettled and closed her eyes to calm herself, but when she looked up again, Shen Fu was gone, leaving only cold sweat on her forehead.

The canyon was long, stretching five or six miles. Because it had snowed two days prior and the canyon was in the shade, a thick layer of snow remained on the ground, though it had changed color from being trampled by horses.

He tossed out three wild cards, dealing magical damage to enemies along their path. Each card had piercing effects, capable of striking more than one target.

Upon hearing Liao Zi's voice, the adjutant immediately operated the control panel and gasped.

The Holy Fire Sect had suffered such a blow not long after emerging into the world; the inner hearts of Mi Huo and the other Taiyi Golden Immortals of the sect were undoubtedly filled with stifled rage, but what could they do about it?

Four summons and draws later, the most anticipated outcome went without saying: summoning an immortal. The explosive combat strength of the immortals was the only guarantee of Qi Tianshou's safety.

Walking and thinking, Jian Xiake already knew where Ma Quanyou was. Last time, he had used the Three Realms Map provided by the Rain Artist and the Dream Elf system's search function to find him, so this time, he simply headed directly to the location where Ma Quanyou had been previously.