Volume One, Chapter 49: Overwhelmed by Shame

Within his body surged a formidable power of vital energy, and he felt as though his spiritual energy was inexhaustible.

The man called out to the departing master repairer and promptly transferred the payment for the phone repair into the master’s account.

His spiritual energy rapidly restored itself; in a remarkably short time, he had returned once again to his pinnacle. He could sense that the sword he held now unleashed an extraordinarily powerful strike when fully charged.

“Purpose? Heh…” Shangguan Yinghong smiled brightly, his laughter radiant as if he had just heard something truly amusing.

He knew that the “Sword Tomb” mentioned by the emperor referred to the cavern filled with molten lava and countless swords.

Hearing this, everyone became immediately excited, while the major corporations watching from their television screens hurriedly sent representatives to negotiate exclusive rights in Huaguo. This virtual technology was a goldmine, effortlessly generating profits, and they secretly mocked the people of Huaguo for being so poor at business that they handed over such a lucrative opportunity to others.

Otherwise, the middle-aged man would not have been so furious and appeared somewhat despondent.

Bai Jun sat steadily at the far edge of the third row. At that moment, Bai Jun spotted her and waved to beckon her over.

Before the Bat Demon could even plead for mercy, hundreds of shimmering crystal blades began slicing into his body.

The sudden kiss startled Lin Xue, causing her to retreat several steps. “Brother Zhiyuan, what are you doing? There are so many people here.” She glanced around; it felt as if everyone was watching them.

“It’s just a temporary office space. What’s the point of making it so nice? Once the project ends, we still have to move out, don’t we?” Zhang Chen poured a glass of water for Xing Yun.

“Why, with such a force, do you choose to retreat?” Zhang He’s anger flared even more upon seeing so many deserters. Gazing at Pei Guangji in his hand, he felt that this man must be killed.

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Construction had already begun at the north city gate. In some areas, PC panels had been installed unevenly, creating a chaotic scene that shimmered with vibrant colors under the sunlight.

“It’s really nothing. Just help me once when I need it in the future,” Eva said.

Rather than giving Linlang an unrealistic status as a concubine, it was better to offer her the chance to become the legitimate wife. Zhang Yan was a bit rough but generally a good man, and he was still single. If Linlang could accept him, it wouldn’t be such a hardship.

“Yes! Old Li’s cooking has improved,” Old Qin said without waiting, starting to eat as soon as everyone gathered.

Seeing a fox spirit speaking to her, Zhang Zhiyan panicked and hid behind Liu Ruyun in fear.

With his imposing aura, Chiyou stilled the air above Liaoguo, recreating the desolate battlefield of old as a separate realm. This overwhelming power suffocated all the “subjects” present.

When people are highly tense, the brain loses control over speech, often revealing hidden secrets. Experienced interrogators avoid torture and instead break the mental defenses of their subjects to obtain the desired information.

“Are you so certain? What if it were me?” Linda smiled and retorted, curious about An Ruoran’s reaction, but An Ruoran merely shook her head calmly.

Dugu Lingxi had never admitted to liking Forget-Me-Nots, so she found it odd to see Xu planting them all around.

Su Miaojing took his words calmly, “Bestowed to the King of Yue as a secondary consort, is that so?” Though she spoke as if questioning, her tone implied certainty.

Perhaps before, she wished for An Ruoran to be chosen, causing Lan Yuchen pain. But after months of interaction, Mo Lingran realized An Ruoran possessed an inexplicable charm. If they were not rivals, he might truly admire her.

Jiang Beibei’s cold scolding snapped An Tongtong back to reality. She hurriedly got up from the ground, ignoring the burning pain on her face, and smiled ingratiatingly.

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The sacrificial arrows shot with the swiftness of a gale directly at Zhong Lizong, but they collided midair with a sharp clang, sparks flying as the two arrows shattered instantly.

That evening, Xu Rongyan came with Song Fang to visit Ye Hansheng. While the two men caught up, I took Song Fang for a walk outside. She had been discharged from the hospital a few days prior, but I hadn’t visited due to busyness. I told her everything that had happened recently; after hearing it, she cursed Lin Xiao vehemently.

Su Miaojing wore an exquisite purple-red brocade gown beneath a matching floor-length cloak, revealing her snow-white collarbones. A pink bow adorned her chest, making her look both elegant and adorable. She wore pale red embroidered shoes.

It was my first time soaking in a hot spring. Seeing the steam rising from the water, I thought it would be scalding, but once in, it was surprisingly comfortable.

The Rift Sky Python, a legendary serpent said to tear the heavens apart, possessed immense power—only slightly inferior to the bloodlines of the four divine beasts—making it a first-class divine creature.

To be honest, the fact that they could still stand here showed remarkable mental strength. The fear of death suppressed their instinct to flee. If this were applied to cultivation, they would likely make tremendous progress.

At midday, a scout reported that the Northern Ming army had departed from the rear camp, heading toward Mamaia City. Upon hearing this, Wu Faxiu was secretly delighted. After inquiring for details and learning the main commander’s banner was involved, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily. It seemed this psychological ploy had indeed worked.

“Oh my, that scared me. I thought cursing the Zhao family ancestors’ unworthy descendants would summon their spirits.”