Volume 1, Chapter 33: Descending the Mountain

"Brother Lin, they are threatening us!" Zhao Wu said coldly.

The others were also furious. That a group of mountain bandits dared to threaten them was simply too arrogant.

However, Lin Che had already anticipated this and had a plan in mind.

"It doesn't matter. Tell them that as long as they come down from the mountain and release General Xiao, I swear I will make them the Commandant and Vice-Commandant of Taishan Prefecture." Lin Che had investigated beforehand; there were two leaders in total.

This condition was more than enough.

They were merely seeking some benefits, so he would give them what they wanted.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the others were dissatisfied.

"They are just a bunch of mountain bandits. Let them become officials? How can that be?" Jiang Rui...

"You have encountered it?" Long Yang, hearing Jin Ren's words, immediately perked up; it might be related to his parents.

As he neared the python's massive maw, Long Yang shouted, curling his body and using his limbs to protect his head and vital organs. Time was of the essence, and this was all Long Yang could do. Snakes generally consume their prey by swallowing, he reasoned. As long as he protected his vitals, there was still a chance to turn the tide.

Just then, Chen Xuan recalled the Nine Profound Heavenly Scripture. He remembered how, when he practiced spiritual techniques, the power of the Nine Profound would form a phantom to help him accelerate his training. It could assist him in refining techniques; he wondered if it could also perfect incomplete arts.

Although Ling'er had always had great confidence in Chen Xuan, this time, the lightning tribulation was far too powerful; even she could not guarantee that Chen Xuan would survive it.

The wine in the bowl on the table was filled to the brim, as calm as water. It seemed to understand the drinker's thoughts, not daring to disturb the surface, not even by a fraction.

On his bitten wrist, a line as red as fire traced its way up from the wound. In the blink of an eye, it crossed his elbow and spread to his upper arm. Where this red line passed, delicate snake scales sprouted rapidly, expanding in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hearing this, Blood Spirit gave up, but in that moment, she felt an intense longing to possess a physical body. She wanted to follow Long Kun to that battlefield and see what it truly looked like.

Unwilling to reveal his identity, he employed a Taoist technique to conceal his cultivation, appearing as an ordinary mortal. He never expected that, just as he set out, he would be met with cold glares from others.

Zhao Han opened his spiritual perception and sensed seven distinct auras, none inferior to that of the ancestor Huang Li, approaching rapidly from all directions. Some were fierce, some domineering, some savage, and some powerful—each unique, yet all exuding a formidable presence. With the help of these demon ancestors, the matter was all but settled.

When the Tang army arrived at the Magic Academy, all the players swarmed in, heads packed as densely as a forest.

Ling Hanyu opened the car door, but instead of paying attention to Xiao Mingluo, he walked to the front of the car.

Left with no other option, the older sister thought of Mu Feng, but Mu Feng was being kept at home by his brother, Mu Ze, and had been unreachable for days. In desperation, she went to his house, but she did not see Mu Feng; all she received was a check handed to her by the butler.

Finally reaching the end, I saw the light outside. Before I left the village, the corpse told me.

The next moment, the Blood Spirit clone contracted rapidly, forming a colossal blood-sea cage that trapped the purple-haired man inside.

"Then go like a man! I'll go to the airport to pick up your sister-in-law!" Da Hu lifted his foot to leave, but was pulled back by Nangong Zifei after only two steps.

Looking at this "beauty skin," however, I felt truly disgusted. I didn't dare reach out to take it. Mo Li, helpless, had to reach out and put the human skin of Qin Haoran's mother into the bag prepared earlier.

I don't know what would happen if I kept erupting like this in such a short time, or if I would bring harm upon myself, but I cannot wait here to die. I had already fallen behind for too long.

The atmosphere at the banquet was very harmonious. They drank five or six bottles of Wuliangye alone. Everyone’s face was flushed.

"No, you cannot leave the bank for even a step right now. There are too many robbers in that area, and I suspect you have already been targeted by them. So listen to me, do not walk out of the bank with cash under any circumstances. You must wait for me to return."

Xiao Ran then remembered why the referee had suddenly called a halt just minutes into the match, ordering them to rest. It was during that break that Scarface had secretly poisoned his coffee.

This morning, he and An Ran arrived in the city first. An Ran was no longer dressed in her usual casual cloth tunic, for in the county, when they went out for walks after dinner, the workers who had finished their shifts would call her "Madam Liu," having learned the term somewhere. Dressing as she used to was no longer appropriate; it seemed too immature.

Ming Yue: "The two of you often argue until your faces turn red, yet you can still be as harmonious as water and milk. It truly makes us look at you with newfound respect."

However, half an hour later, the government's large ships made a new move. Under the watchful eyes of Haidongqing and the others, the entire fleet suddenly began to turn around, slowly closing in on Peach Blossom Island once again.

"Great Leader, is there something wrong with what I said? Please point it out. Perhaps my considerations were lacking." Li Guochou felt disdain in his heart, yet his words were extremely humble.

"Class Three has never been like this, Class Three has never been like this..." Zhang Biao was a man of stubborn character. Sometimes, when he set his mind on something, even Guo Yongchao could do nothing with him.

"I always wanted to go out and see what the world was like, but as I kept walking, I drifted further away. Once you're far away, it's hard to go back." Ouyang Shi sighed. He gently wiped the grease from his hands, his expression dim, and finally, he said something that left everyone present in silence.

Early the next morning, Zhong Wei and those confirmed to attend the memorial service for the Air Force test pilot rose at dawn and boarded the special police regiment's military vehicle, driving to the airport of an Air Force unit twenty kilometers away.

Guo Yongchao did not expect that Liu Dacheng, who had agreed to him earlier, would suddenly seize on his weakness, making his face burn with shame.