Volume 1 Chapter 40: The Spoils of War

"I'd like to see how you talk your way out of this lie, you total idiot." Zhu Nai was so furious she wanted to stomp her feet and kick Xiao Fan to death.

Regardless of what kind of prestigious, arrogant, heaven-favored prodigy he once was, and regardless of what kind of miraculous encounters or high status he might have had in the future, at this moment, he was nothing more than a lifeless corpse that could neither speak nor breathe.

There must have been a specific reason why Ye Chen disappeared into the dangerous yellow-light zone of the Wind and Fog Sea. As for the reason, he hadn't said it yet, but she knew there had to be one; he never made meaningless decisions when it came to important matters.

Meanwhile, Xuan Jiangmo also noticed the calm expressions of Old Man Wu and the Ji family ancestor beside him, and realized something from them.

With a wave of his hand, wind and clouds surged as a supreme technique manifested once more. A monstrous curtain of swords, formed in an instant from the essence of heaven and earth, slashed down. The Sword Monarch, who had yet to make a move, could only fall to the ground like a kite with a snapped string.

He had quietly forgotten many things, and now that he was picking them up again, it felt rather fresh.

This was simply a case of the pot calling the kettle black... He was the one who struck first, yet he asked others why they were attacking him.

The light was like a new hope, illuminating the hearts of the humans that had previously been engulfed in darkness.

"Offer amnesty!" A smile bloomed at the corners of Chang Gexing's mouth as he finally spoke his mind. Through an offer of amnesty, the Xiaoguo Army at Shizigang could be whitewashed, allowing them to appear openly in the Sui Dynasty court and provide him with more direct assistance.

To be honest, this was like walking blindfolded into a minefield; never mind making a wrong turn, one wrong step and he might just be blown to smithereens.

Li Qiang, who had been pushed into a stagger, barely managed to keep his balance. He thought to himself, "For God's sake, she isn't wearing any clothes! How is this me being coy? I have a reputation to maintain, for heaven's sake!"

He kept shifting his legs to the side, but she always found a way to lean her head over, as if challenging his bottom line.

In truth, the moment Prince Ning Zhao saw that the person in the pavilion was Yun Xiao, he lost all interest in sparing her another glance.

"I am all ears!" Chang Gexing looked at Jiao Mu with a smile. Jiao Mu was tall and slender, half a head taller than Sima Yulang, with the figure of a professional model. If this were in the height of spring, and he were to walk by the spring waters while twirling a folding fan, he would surely draw gasps of admiration.

Others would certainly shower their dean with praise for how brilliant his prescriptions were, but Qin Tian didn't need to flatter him.

Ah Wei, the security captain of the town, looked like a complete coward. No one would ever believe that such a man could take charge of the security team if not for his connection to Uncle Ren.

When the relevant data on Chen Hao began to appear on the electronic screen, the A-rank members present, and even the nine S-rank soldier kings, all gasped in shock.

"This is not the place to talk!" Ouyang Li looked around and immediately discussed the matter with his trusted guard on the side.

She remained so calm while undressing in front of a strange man, as if she were an iceberg. She had come to view her body as a mere shell; it seemed that whether she was clothed or not made no difference to her.

Several thoughts flashed through Xia Changwu's mind. He gave his body a slight shake, and a series of popping sounds erupted from his joints like a long string of firecrackers during the New Year, causing the air in the courtyard to vibrate violently.

With a deafening boom, a bomb exploded near the gun mount on the bow of the enemy flagship. The shockwave from the blast swept the enemy sailors, who were firing wildly into the air, directly into the sea, leaving not even a trace of their bones.

Chen Feng walked over to Chen Hao and patted his shoulder in consolation; he knew how much Chen Hao cherished Chen Ying.

As for the White Dragon Horse, it was also a form of suppression against the Chinese Dragon clan. To make a Chinese Dragon serve as a representative of the Buddhist world and the mount of a mortal like Tang Seng!?

However, at this moment, Cao Qingqing, who belonged to a special national department, also received the same report. She had a monitor on her end, linked via high-tech means to the data display on Fang Qing's side.

Liu Zhi Ming regained control of the restless energy within his body, then gave a cold laugh and said, "But I think it's very simple for me to kill you people from the Black Witch Sect!"

Luo Jun shared his thoughts with Zheng Yin. Since Zheng Yin had been idle lately and had heard of the Western Extremity Sect in his youth but never had the time to visit, he agreed to go together, bringing his three disciples along.

In the distance, the remaining dozen or so elite Xuan Bees seemed to sense that the Queen Bee was in danger. They abandoned their patrol duties and buzzed back to protect the safety of the Queen.

He asked a few more questions and expressed his gratitude for Zhuang Yiman's visit once more before the interview finally concluded.

After nightfall, the temperature dropped significantly, and the sweltering heat of the day dissipated. Sitting on the double swing chair in the backyard, Xiao Jinxuan and Zhuang Yiman didn't feel hot at all; the passing breeze even added a touch of coolness.

"Do you know what a sword cultivator is?" Qing Xuzi asked as he stroked the blade of his sword, looking up at Su Chen.

The human race, tracing its origins, was actually the successor to the Witch Clan. It was only through the support of the Witch Clan that they were able to grow stronger, constantly spreading their branches under the pressure of the powerful Demon Clan, until they occupied several regions of the Great Wilderness and became a top-tier force that could not be ignored.

Seeing Hui De appear, the man produced a folding fan from somewhere, opened his chest, dressed in disarray, and sat cross-legged in the air. He swayed back and forth, fanning himself while gazing at Hui De in the sky ahead with an intoxicated expression.