Volume 1, Chapter 62: I Want to Kill Him

"Well now, Brother Lin, you've really been keeping your cards close to your chest. How long have you been raising her? Finally ready to enjoy the feast, are you?"
"Piss off," Lin Che scolded.
"Brother Lin, you'd better take it easy. Don't break the poor girl..." Wei Qizheng smirked.
It was only then that Lin Che realized these fellows were actually a bunch of lechers. Usually, they hid it so well, each and every one of them acting so upright and selfless.
"I never expected you lot to be so utterly shameless."
"Naturally, it's just in a man's nature!" Yao Bing said.
"Alright, I'm off." Not wanting to let the teasing get out of hand, Lin Che picked up Xiao Jiu and walked away.
Xiao Jiu's breathing was shallow and rapid; with her eyes closed, she clutched at Lin Che's neck, her lips slightly parted.
Arriving home, Lin Che gently laid Xiao Jiu down on the bed.
Lin Che prepared...

"A gentleman loves wealth, but acquires it through proper means. I appreciate the master's kind intentions, but I must decline." Having said this, He Ping took the unleavened flatbread handed over by the shopkeeper and took a fierce bite. Refusing even the water offered by the shopkeeper, he carried the flatbread and hurried away, desperately wanting to put some distance between himself and Lü Bu.
"Yes, it is the light attribute. The strongest attribute in existence across the entire Douling Continent has actually ended up in the Dragon Fighting Empire. Fortunately, it is merely symbiotic with your lightning attribute, providing a mere amplification effect; otherwise, the Arbor Kingdom would surely forcefully snatch you away," the old goat said.

Who wouldn't want to develop peacefully and steadily, but others simply refused to let you live a carefree life so easily.
Resembling a bandit stronghold rather than a mere estate, it was flanked by towering cliffs on both sides. A wooden sign hung at the entrance, bearing the bold characters "Yixiong Manor". The geographic location was exceptionally superior, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. At this sole entrance, a sturdy gatehouse and watchtowers had been constructed, with numerous archers patrolling back and forth along the ramparts.

The moment a look of smug triumph appeared halfway across Feng Ling's face, Wukong's expression instantly tightened into stiffness as he retorted, "Never heard of it. What on earth is that?" This was indeed the truth; he genuinely had no idea what an elemental spirit was, merely feigning ignorance to tease her.

Just at that moment, Yue Chen suddenly perked up his ears, instantly turning alert. For he heard, from somewhere within the Annihilation Valley, the faint sound of a light cough. Drawing back his sword stance, Yue Chen slowly turned around, his gaze locked firmly on the direction whence the sound originated, while his grip on the sword in his hand tightened.

"Hmph! Brutes from the Sword-Worshiping Empire really have no manners, but what he said about the rules is correct. I accept the challenge!" Li Jianting laughed, vaulted down from her horse, and stared at the grey-haired youth.

Zhang Fei led three thousand soldiers wading across the water, pressing directly against the vanguard forces of Huang Zhong on the opposite bank. Zhang Fei stood tall, gripping his spear. His dark face, resembling the bottom of a wok, paired with wide-open leopard-like eyes, let out a succession of tiger-like roars that shook the heavens and moved the earth.

After chatting for a little longer, the two of them walked out of the shop together. Madam Ai settled the bill for her son and followed behind Ai Run and Yue Chen. Not long after they had walked, eight robust and fierce-looking men approached from ahead. They first bowed to Ai Run, and the eldest among them stepped forward to whisper a few words into Ai Run's ear before retreating to his original position.

Tang Jun tumbled back onto the bed in a daze, his oversized shorts still half on, with one leg caught around his ankle. Trying to step forward, he had instead face-planted onto the mattress. Fortunately, it wasn't the bathroom. He looked up at the wall clock, which he had specially purchased after his last entry into the game.

Yet, the final outcome was already predestined. The black shadow was terrifyingly powerful; with a sweep of its massive hand, surging black mist easily extinguished the large black fire. Waving a single arm, it scooped four huge spiritual roots into its palm, and with a gentle squeeze, reduced them to ashes.

"My mission is complete! I've earned a one-year vacation in the Smiling, Proud Wanderer world!" Zhang Dahai cheered, while Pao Dayou's mood was somewhat deflowered. At that exact moment, a figure suddenly materialized behind Ren Woxing.

Lu Qiming and Xie YunDu simultaneously raised their hands and easily brushed away the incoming onslaught. One casually grabbed a golden sword originally belonging to the secret realm, while the other brandished the mottled, rusty sword hanging at his side. Exchanging a nod, they charged out shoulder-to-shoulder, meeting the overwhelming torrent of attacks head-on.

Looking at his smile, all the words Yue Yunlin wanted to say were choked back into her heart, unable to utter a single one.

"Good!" Tang Niu shouted. The Embroidered Uniform Guard had too many rules, but arriving here meant a complete release of constraints. He sat down boisterously. Beside him, Lu Jun frowned slightly, recalling the instructions Lin Feng had given him before departure—they must not act rashly or clash head-on with the opponent; they needed to think of ways around every problem and stall for time as much as possible.

The bright afternoon light slanted through the carved wooden lattice windows, casting intricate patterns of interweaving light and shadow across the wooden floorboards.

No one dared to film it, or more bluntly put, no one had the guts to film it. Yet Song Zheng refused to accept this deletion—so what if it was one of the darkest periods in Chinese history?

Zhu Di nodded. "Natural disasters and man-made calamities; the common people of the Great Ming are once again plunged into misery and suffering." Having said this, Zhu Di could not help but let out a sigh.

"I naturally want to give Brother Bai face, but whether this 'friend' will also grant Brother Bai face is something I cannot say," Feng Youying said with a sneer, glancing sideways at Feng Ni.

Therefore, the wretched Lin Pingzhi had no choice but to lead his cavalry without rest toward Shangyu. If Yue Xingyuan wanted to travel to Lujiang, he either had to enter Danyang Commandery from the Shangyu direction of Kuaiji Commandery, or pass through Yuzhang Commandery. However, Zhou Yu estimated that Yue Xingyuan's military provisions were insufficient and taking Yuzhang Commandery would require a massive detour, so he would definitely head to Shangyu.

From quite a distance away, Lin Qingxuan faintly heard sounds resembling ghosts wailing and wolves howling echoing from deep within the pitch-black vortex.

Lin Qingxuan picked up the lightning-struck wooden staff to examine it closely. He saw that one end was thick and the other thin, and the entire surface was charred black as if it had been scorched by fire.

Takahashi Kazuo was furious to see Yamashita Masahito injured, but since both parties had signed a life-and-death contract, there was nothing he could do. He stepped forward a few paces, bowed to Xia Feng, and thanked him for showing mercy.

No matter how alike it looked on the outside, it was still just an exterior. Lin Ning currently did not believe she could fool this group of professionals.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, was cultivating her soul power with all her might. Although the so-called Guardian claimed that soul power was the lowest tier of energy, she was currently stuck at the bottleneck between level 59 and level 60. Once she broke through to level 60, there was a high probability of a massive breakthrough.

After the fierce battle, rebuilding the stronghold and tending to the wounded required the management of Old Man Lan and Lan Caiyi's aunt. The two of them ordered Lan Caiyi to guide him along, strictly warning them both never to enter the cave and to return before dark. Lin Qingxuan readily agreed to all their instructions.