Chapter 45: The Ashen Caravan

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Recalling how they were all deeply unsettled after reading the fairy tales by Bao Eleven, it felt strange now that Bao Eleven had stopped submitting stories.

“There’s a lot going on, but if I have the power to save her!” Shido Itsuka suddenly recalled the expression of that spirit from before and said resolutely.

“Why don’t Senpai Takeshi and I go in? You all can search elsewhere for opportunities and send messages through the token when we regroup,” Jiang Han pondered silently for a few seconds before deciding to split up.

After all, not every streamer is willing to change jobs, so Ye An had no choice but to cast a wide net this way.

On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the hundred-thousand-strong Wang army launched attacks on northern Qinzhou from the west of Xinzhou and the south of Qinzhou. The Dongfang and Lin clans of Qinzhou organized troops to defend against the Wang army using the city’s fortifications.

Their list of reasons was so detailed it was almost outrageous.

To block the sudden advances of the Japanese naval forces, many times they resorted to sinking their own ships to block waterways, preventing surprise attacks on the Zhongyang army’s defense zones. Meanwhile, the National Government’s naval budget allocation was pitifully small.

“Don’t blame yourself. Perhaps this is our destiny. It was decided the moment we joined the legion,” Nan Xing said.

Lu Tianming also felt deeply troubled about future alchemy. The main problem was the difficulty in gathering medicinal ingredients. Even the simplest fasting pills required rare herbs, not to mention the more precious medicines that would be needed later.

At that moment, a series of harsh comments appeared on the screen, many of them receiving likes and quickly rising to the top.

Following the suggestion, Xiao Yichi removed his mask, revealing a handsome and refined face. Having seen his profile earlier, it was clear his appearance was striking, but seeing him fully restored now made it all the more astonishing.

Inside the Primordial Tower, everyone was moved by the sudden arrival of the City-Toppling Army and the Good Times Army.

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Suddenly, her wrist was gripped tightly. A tremendous force pulled her into a man’s embrace. She cried out as his powerful arms held her fast, exuding unyielding strength.

His fingers were slender, his skin pale and smooth. In the flickering candlelight, a blue butterfly shimmered vividly in his palm.

But now, after so many years, he could no longer count how many despicable deeds the Dark Pearl had done in his name. His fondness for her had long since faded, and seeing her like this, he felt not a trace of sympathy.

Master Wan said nothing, his expression tense as he stared at him. Honestly, deep down, Master Wan wished Tang Song dead and had even entertained the thought of killing him. But later, he hoped Tang Song would live, for otherwise, Baolingfang would be doomed.

Tang Song suddenly turned his head, a chill running down his back. Many bamboo-green snakes descended near the safe zone at the rear, not entering the alternation zone; one by one, enormous bamboo-green snakes hovered in the air, watching intently.

If he had trusted me like this before, I would have been proud, but today, his words made me break out in a cold sweat.

“Tsk, you’re a lone wolf who doesn’t even know what love is. What right do you have to judge me?” Chen Yu sneered mockingly.

The Qinling Mountains stretch over eight hundred miles and are rich in species, but still part of the Central Plains. This tomb lay on the northern shady side, where toxic spore plants did not grow naturally, nor could they thrive underground in a tomb.

She hoped never to experience such pain again, unaware that such suffering would recur often in the future.

Xu Xinuo leaned back in his chair, gazing up at the clear, bright sky, suddenly noticing a plane crossing overhead, drawing a white streak across the heavens.

A dazzling silver light flashed, the tri-colored thunder dissipated instantly, and the Seven-Star Thunder Umbrella remained intact.

Zhang Qingyuan sat back on his meditation cushion, closed his eyes, and began constructing the Earth Mother talisman within his sea of consciousness.

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Shen Long did not lose heart; practice makes perfect. He had already done well to refine the Crimson Moon Pill, and as for the superior Crimson Moon Pill, he believed that with more attempts, he would surely succeed.

The elderly man in the blue robe furrowed his brows, bringing the pill to his nose and sniffing carefully, a hesitant expression crossing his face.

Duan Lingshan quickly avoided Duan Mosheng’s gaze and focused intently on scrolling through her phone, saying nothing further.

Before the era of the law’s decline, which young person in Yuanzhou did not know the name of the True Lord Taiwei? Yet many cultivators believed the Azure Cloud Sect had exalted him too highly.

The old witch led us around this tomb chamber to another tomb, whose walls were densely covered with candles and talisman papers.

I carried the child out of the bathroom and looked at the dinner Lin Jia had prepared on the table. The laughter of the child inside and Lin Jia’s figure warmed my heart, filling the void of security as surely as blood flows to the heart.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xun nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. Where’s your integrity? You were just so defiant a moment ago, and now you’re cowering?

Lin Qi Yi turned his head as a familiar figure approached from afar, talking on the phone as he walked.

“No problem, let’s go upstairs and talk,” Chu Haoran smiled. After speaking, he glanced at Ma Wanling, who was stunned, her eyes wide with surprise, just as Chu Haoran had said before.

Jin Wuji, Cai Ling, and Pu Dian also looked toward Lin Han, their faces teasing, convinced Lin Han would indeed hand over the Soul Summoning Banner of Time.

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