Volume One, Chapter 20: A New Life Begins

Sensing the force carried by Luo Yi’s battle-axe, the Dark Swordsman was startled and hurriedly drew his blade to parry. “What’s this? Ah, no wonder Rong Long is so eager to pursue you,” Xia Yaorong was the first to react, taking the Hand of the Reaper from Bai Yu’s grasp and examining it closely.

As Luo Yi finished speaking, a delicate voice suddenly sounded, instantly lifting Luo Yi’s spirits—finally, someone reliable had arrived.

It turned out that everyone was pondering what kind of scar they should carve into their legs.

Zhou Bai fell silent for a moment; in truth, he had no particular fondness for business. Yet, after gaining more and more information from his dreams recently, he felt that if he didn’t make use of the gifts heaven had bestowed upon him, he would be failing his destiny.

Wu Fan’s strike extinguished the confidence that once filled Du Gu Jiuyang’s face, leaving instead a look of extreme caution.

It was likely that Gao Shun had been planning to secretly break away from them. Because they failed to guard their secrets, the thieves caught up and slaughtered his entire family.

Now, dodging the next attack from the Frost Titan would be quite difficult. But just then, the two mage girls in the distance finally finished chanting their spells.

Dong Wanqing, who had been worried about how to make up for Lin Ye’s disappointment, couldn’t help but laugh outright at what Lin Ye said next.

“Yes, a thousand miles from here, atop Mount Tuoshan, there’s an ancient teleportation array that can send you straight to ten thousand miles outside North Frost Ice Palace,” Hong Meng replied.

The distance between each legion was measured in trillions of miles. After Yang Tian and his group wiped out the corps led by Red Cloud Immortal King, word hadn’t even reached the other three legions yet.

If a trade isn’t completed on the day, as long as there are buy orders at the third limit up, the exchange will forcibly settle with the most profitable long position at the day’s limit price.

Mu Yangren also boarded the high-speed train home. He hadn’t returned for over a year and had a feeling that, upon appearing again, his mother would hang him up for a beating. Navigating the familiar route to his house, he slipped inside—once again, no one paid him any attention, likely because his parents were busy as usual.

After making a massive capital investment in Heron Island, the company entrusted the local government to help recruit laborers for overseas work.

“Let’s keep drawing! What will I get this time? A Type 95 or an M4?” Yu Zhiqian wondered as he initiated the second draw.

As long as the forward market pushes the baht-to-dollar rate to 25, the Bank of Thailand will intervene.

Neither could come up with a good idea, so although they caught plenty of fish that morning and the fisherman's restaurant treated them to a sumptuous lunch, when it came time to eat, both found no taste on their tongues.

The Blood Blade technique, in strict terms, was no more advanced than the Eight Trigrams Blade that Feng Yun had learned. However, the vicious cunning of the Blood Blade, when combined with the rigorous weight of the Eight Trigrams Blade, could unleash tremendous combat power.

On his first day at the auto repair shop, everyone crowded around to greet him—almost as if they wanted to put him on a pedestal and not let him move around at all.

Qian Chu was truly delighted by the news; at least it proved Qian Bin’s character was not lacking. She replied: “Mr. Zhou’s guidance is excellent. Thank you very much.”

When the last wisp of baleful energy sealed off the ancient land completely, leaving not the slightest gap, a subtle smile appeared on Wu Qi’s face, marking a change.

At this moment, Ling Tai had become a bloodthirsty god of slaughter. The Nine Dragons Soul Severing Spear flashed with silver light, taking the throats of the last two men around him in a single, fatal move. Their weapons fell to the ground; their lives ended.

They were close to the snowline now. Once across, they might complete their westward journey and find the Tianshan Snow Lotus.

For a cultivator to rise from mortal to the higher realms was no simple feat. For a lone wanderer, it bordered on the impossible. Qi refining and foundation building were manageable, but from foundation establishment to core formation, nascent soul, and spirit transformation, the resources required were immense.

Wu Qiu Xing also cupped his fists and declared, “Your command is received!” Since accompanying Tai Shici, Captain Wu Qiu had endured battle after battle, bravely slaying enemies—a testament to why Tai Shici had promoted him.

“Damn it!” Rolona spat, her expression grim as she raised her left hand. Immediately, a barrage of weapons flew toward the enemy, but they were all merely ordinary swords. In such a short time, she simply couldn’t launch a more powerful attack.

Still, he raised his head, only to be dumbfounded—damn, there really was something there!

The bearded commander of Shuichuan Camp, Xie Qingkui, called out boisterously, “Not bad! With us brothers guarding the city walls, General, you can rest easy. The barbarians beyond the border have already had their courage broken by your campaigns—they won’t dare come raiding again.”

Occasionally, noble officers would descend from the mountains seeking pleasure, often to be surrounded by adventurers eager to glean information about the military’s latest treasure hunts.

This was no mediocre achievement: second in the league, first in the East. The top team in the league was the Jazz. Yet for the Bulls, there was no reason to boast about such results.

On the other side, as Chen Qiang stepped forward, Chen Xing subtly shrank back, his body half-crouched, eyes narrowed, hands gleaming with cold light—a hungry wolf poised to strike at Xing Shuo.

To this, Nan Changqing merely arched his brow and glanced at the Azure Moon Palace, knowing well he couldn’t reenter. So he made no further attempt.

Meanwhile, atop that divine mountain, a figure stood tall—about one meter ninety-eight, cloaked in white, face concealed—overlooking the mouth of the gorge. He said nothing, but the surrounding atmosphere was exceedingly oppressive.

In the end, all the divine powers were purified by the Dragon Martial Soul and absorbed directly into Lin Chen’s body.