Volume 1, Chapter 66: How Could a Tigress Match a Whelping Dog

"Did the Emperor agree?"

Yun Jinhuan felt her heart sink by half. When the two of them were alone, even their forms of address had become formal titles reserved for official occasions.

"You know that when nations interact, maintaining peace is paramount; it wouldn't do to disregard their goodwill. The war in Nanling has dragged on for years, even outlasting my Imperial Father. I..." Xiao Jingan lowered his phoenix-like eyes, seemingly masking his own helplessness.

"Enough!" Yun Jinhuan slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

This time, it was her turn to look down at Xiao Jingan.

Three years ago, the man with reddened eyes who insisted on leading the campaign in person had broken her heart with pity.

Now, her heart was shattering.

She could protect Nanling, yet she could not protect herself?

No wonder her father had repeatedly given strict orders for her to stay away from the royal family...

Although the Yufeng Mountain was only a third-rate sect, the secret method of elixir condensation passed down within it possessed quite wondrous properties; as long as a disciple's aptitude was not too poor, they could generally achieve a sixth-grade golden elixir.

It was utterly direct and explicit. Like an elf of the dark night, she blossomed her beauty to the absolute limit. Such a version of her was something he had never seen before—pure yet alluring and captivating, every frown and smile of hers was fatal, and his proud self-control crumbled instantly in front of her.

Being cavalry as well, if the enemy charged, they would simply crush the likes of them. They had to start a counter-charge now.

Compared to the instinctive aversion and repulsion he felt upon meeting Agamotto, the situation with Gu Yi was quite different.

"Thirty years ago, the Kunlun Immortal Sect opened up the Qiming Realm and left behind quite a bit of heritage there. If it is seized by the Heavenly Demons, not only would the losses be immense, but these thirty years of effort would also be wasted. Where else can we find a completely blank mortal realm that can support the upgrading of the Yuechuo Heaven within a century?" Lin Chong asked.

Afterward, Li Shimin stood up, and then someone escorted the Tibetan envoys into the palace designated for the banquet.

Zhao Xiran sat in her chair, continuously pinching the bridge of her nose. After waiting for a long time without anyone coming out, her temper flared, and she walked over to the adjacent door and knocked.

As a failing web novelist, Ye Xiaofeng was still better at storytelling than the average person, especially under such premise of having zero writing restrictions.

A flash of disappointment crossed Li Mochen's brown eyes. He tightened his fists and then relaxed them, unable to help self-deprecating in his heart: he was merely a prisoner under guard, what qualifications did he have to make demands?

When these peaks collapsed, the entire mountain range trembled violently, followed by those mountains with ordinary spiritual energy, which also began to crash down resoundingly at this very moment.

Rudolf had no desire to stay here. Having attained the sixth rank, he had witnessed a much wider world. Compared to remaining in Tarsko, he preferred to head to those major cities to study and cultivate, so that he could advance into an even broader world, reach the eighth or even ninth rank, and step into the true pinnacle.

"Come down and unload the cargo." Peluo's gaze swept lightly around the surroundings and finally landed on the captain.

Wang Hechuan had once handed over the authority of managing the Wang family to Zhao Jin's mother, Wang Renxiu. However, Wang Renxiu was unwilling to get involved in commerce back then, so she struck a deal with Wang Renting, the eldest of the Ren generation, and the details of that deal were known only to the two of them.

"Do you fucking think I wouldn't dare kill you?" The sheep herder asked coldly, raising his thumb to cock the hammer.

The upper echelons of the Lion clan obviously understood this logic and therefore did not inform their populace of their own actions. Thus, when the populace waited for the army to approach and saw the insignia belonging to Ekuor, the shock in their hearts was indescribable. They were utterly bewildered.

"I almost forgot, the bellies of some black dragons must not be touched." Melissa chuckled softly, regaining her seductive charm as if nothing had just happened.

Yet they could only offer resistance step by step, destroying roads and breaking bridges, trying every possible means to delay the marching speed of the Qing army, in hopes that Lu Xiangsheng and Zhu Yong could lead their armies up from behind.

After the rain of flower petals had drifted in the sky for a short while, a red sedan chair carried by four masked men in black descended steadily from the air.

The troops that first made contact with Ekuor were instantly overrun by Ekuor's soldiers. Ekuor's soldiers did not engage in protracted combat with these dwarf soldiers at all, focusing solely on charging forward. The soldiers left behind were brutally slaughtered by the dwarves, while the remaining troops continued to charge ahead.

"What? It failed? Isn't there anyone your Five Elements Sect cannot kill?" The fake Taoist god immediately shouted.

Seeing Ning Yi in this state, the bald, bulky man cursed him for being useless, and then rushed forward wielding his spiked club.

At a moment of imminent peril, Si Yejie suddenly rushed forward, kicked the lighter out of Hu Yitong's hand, wrapped an arm around her waist, and after spinning a few times, they landed outside the circle of gasoline.

Tianwu had just been enfeoffed as a prince, yet he was about to challenge the God of War, Ye Junlin. If this were to provoke a civil war, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Fine, I promise you!" Kong Defai said through gritted teeth to He Qizhou. After all, those four robust slaves were worth quite a bit; even if sold immediately, they were worth over a thousand taels. Kong Defai could still do that math, but he already harbored a bone-deep hatred for He Qizhou, the Lian brothers, and the rest of the Azure Dragon Temple people.

Therefore, the headquarters issued an order to him that he must treat Tianyu hospitably and ensure Tianyu received the absolute best service attitude without offending this young lord in the slightest, lest it implicate the entire Heaven Dou Empire's Spirit Fighting Arena.

The blade's radiance and sword Qi violently collided, a tremendous sound echoing out as energy swept across the hall. Inside the grand hall, numerous statues instantly began to totter as if about to topple, but a faint sound of flowing water seemed to ring out, and those statues, though leaning crookedly, never actually fell.

"It's over. There's still one person in the waiting room who said he needs to steady his breath before leaving," the instructor dutifully replied.

Feng Chen handed the White Tiger Ice and Snow Sword to Feng Lin, along with a task—to find and bring back Feng Shuang. Although Feng Shuang might have returned to the Falling Maple Manor on his own, for safety's sake, he had his own elder sister complete this mission, and upon learning of this, Feng Shuai insisted on accompanying them despite his poor health.

Every end of the semester, one could hear their wailing and gnashing of teeth, either because the vegetables they had spent half a year cultivating were eaten by the neighbor's ducks, or because their cultivated plants looked like weeds and were weeded out by strangers doing a good deed.

Creeping up to the first row, he managed to see Chen Yang stepping on Jivar's head with his foot, while Jivar was completely powerless to resist.

"Xuanyuan, stop running away. All those things you did in the past have already been done; it's impossible to change anything now." Looking at Xuanyuan's painful expression, Hu Ao said calmly.

As for how Murong Ping'er was injured, Long Luo was also unclear. Now that he was in someone else's territory, Long Luo could only take it one step at a time.