Volume 1, Chapter 28: The Matriarch Suffers a Stroke

"His Majesty is benevolent and virtuous, and the Yun family is loyal and patriotic, holding the people of Nanling in their hearts. This commoner suggests that we take this opportunity to share a moment of joy with the people." A hint of a sinister smile flashed in Lu Mingxuan's mesmerizing peach-blossom eyes.

General Yun was his father's savior; whoever went against Yun Jinhua went against the Lu family. As the heir to the Lu family, could he not protect a single woman? It would be best if no one dared to provoke him. He was a man of great wealth and influence, but he was also petty and held a grudge for every slight.

"Oh? How so?" Xiao Jin'an asked, playing along. This dark-hearted fox was so good at setting traps that if you fell into one, you wouldn't even know where to go to cry.

"This commoner shall dispatch men to..."

But perhaps the happiness and anticipation on her face were too blinding. She couldn't help but recall the days when she was pregnant with her second child—a time of equal happiness—and she ultimately let out a cold snort, unwilling to dwell on those heartbreaking memories.

Ziyu, having reached this point, could hardly believe what she had heard. With wide, flickering eyes, she stared at Sha Chongba. Seeing the pale and panic-stricken expressions on both their faces, Sha Chongba knew they must have encountered something.

The first task was to convert the reward money they had just obtained into supplies useful for the stronghold.

There was no Cultivation Alliance here, only a branch of the Realm King's royal family, whose strength ranked first among the ten major sects. The force second only to the royal branch was a sect called the Snow Sect.

Huang Jianliang's expression stiffened instantly. Even so, he would not lose his temper in front of Sun Xiaoyou.

Looking back at that battle in the Jiang family's underground palace, if the Demon God hadn't interfered, things would never have devolved into this state. Since these people were acting so brazenly, they must have already made comprehensive plans. This was not a good sign; if the opposition was truly prepared, then they were in real trouble.

Su Yimo's decision left her heartbroken, but she could not regret it. An'an would only have a better life staying with the Gu family. She had realized this from the very beginning when she sent An'an away, and she could not suddenly regret it just because she had seen her again.

The new disciples were filled with high morale, which simultaneously strengthened their desire to join the Wanhua Sect. As the saying goes, who wouldn't want to follow someone with genuine ability?

Wang Huijuan, that shameless woman, was brainless and pampered that wretched girl the most. It was quite possible that seeing her precious items snatched away, she would feel sorry for her and buy her another set.

An Ruqing smiled bitterly, tears streaming down her face. Mo Nanthen spoke of wanting to be a carefree prince, but in his heart, he must surely yearn for the throne, right?

Everyone answered in a loud, unified voice, wondering why their Captain Ye had suddenly asked such a question. This was because, in this shooting drill, Ye Feng was not only training the War Souls' marksmanship but also teaching them to identify the crux of a problem so they could find a way to solve it.

Once the Dragon Head left, Ye Feng ran back into the formation to train with them. Whenever anyone tried to slack off, Ye Feng would deliberately run over to them, and as soon as they saw him approaching, they were forced to accelerate and run with all their might.

Even if the other party hadn't come from Ghost Shadow Mountain, they were inevitably linked to it in a thousand ways. Ever since Concubine Yuan entered the palace, Liao Zhan's cousin had been gradually shunned by the King of the Tianfeng Kingdom, which was why Liao Zhan held no affection for the Heartless Mountain Villa.

Lu Chen was currently in no shortage of water, so he didn't worry at all about having no wood to use. Han Yan moved his body in mid-air, beaming with joy, and even shouted out loud. This was Chen Fan's view on love; if Xia Yuluo were to go behind his back to see another man one day, Chen Fan would surely be heartbroken.

The drinking was mainly done by Chen Mu and Si Nan; Chen Changqing had only recently become a first-level martial artist, and his energy sea was not yet stable, so alcohol was highly detrimental to him.

"Are you afraid that a person of your stature won't be able to protect me?" Wu Mingkong didn't answer but asked instead.

After testing him through this conversation, he felt Claude didn't seem like a deadbeat... so was he just really broke?

"Is your rectum directly connected to your brain? Otherwise, why does everything you say smell like excrement?"

Thor looked at Nanzhou and found not a trace of exhaustion or even fatigue on him, which he found incredible. Aside from the meager internal energy cultivated through ten years of hardship and the rote martial arts taught in school, he was essentially empty-handed.

In the center of the vast underground palace stood a five-meter-square energy barrier, emitting a faint blue light. He disregarded proper etiquette and the sin of disrespect, his eyes scanning the portraits of past sect leaders and founders.

His father had told him before not to be too obsessed with martial arts techniques and to focus on building a solid foundation of internal energy, so he didn't overthink it; while diligently meditating every day, he simply pondered the Eagle Claw Technique over and over.

"Heh, this treasure is quite interesting. Do you know what this is called? Or tell me what you call such an object," Xu Yang asked. It was a barrel-shaped item with exquisite carvings on the outside.

In an instant, Yun Tianyang felt that the roar had transformed into a giant iron hammer, slamming heavily against his body.

"We've come this far, how could we turn back? Besides, with the demons running rampant, where in the world is there an absolutely safe place? If we retreat, the people in the Quanzhen Sect will be in danger. We are less than fifty miles away from the Quanzhen Sect," Ziyang sighed heavily.

"Oh no, they've gone down to snatch the goods!" one of the sect leaders who was still refining the great hook-snake, and one of the three who had followed later, suddenly exclaimed. This person had a single horn on his head, a square mouth, a broad nose, and upturned nostrils—presumably a rhinoceros spirit.

His entire body was shrouded in pale purple demonic energy, and beneath his blue pupils, the pentagram mark added an even more terrifying aura.

Following a tragic scream from the Baron in Summoner's Rift, the blue team's Jayce, Ashe, and Alistar successfully killed the Baron and obtained the Baron's Hand buff.

Although the village's primary industry was livestock farming, there were plenty of other jobs besides that allowed them to earn silver.

While Sun Yan was still looking down at his flashlight, the system suddenly popped up and issued a notification.

Mo Ran quickly freshened up; after her bath, she felt completely refreshed and ran her cultivation technique to cycle her ghostly energy for one round.

Suddenly, an irrepressible pain surged into his soul with a frantic intensity. Busy with his feeding, he did not notice that the intruder had already reached the interior of Arcadia, separated from him by only a single wall.

It was an obvious fact that Ego basically accepted Ray Rice's conjecture. On the other side of that black hole, what awaited him was nothing good, and in all likelihood, it would be the end of his life.

The Nuggets still had other powerful teammates; Gallinari was in such a good rhythm and shooting so well that they were unstoppable.