Volume 1, Chapter 26: Counting on Your Ignorance

The gate guards were struggling to maintain order, but the townsfolk were far too enthusiastic, desperate to catch a glimpse of the Prince of Qin.

If the story were to unfold this way, Xin Mo might become a wizard, while Hill was destined to achieve nothing.

Duan Dahu had waited for Gongshu Yu for over a month. Finally, Liu Bei arrived at Luo City with Gongshu Yu in tow. It had been a long time since Gongshu Yu had seen old acquaintances like Duan Dahu and Zhang Fei.

Ginseng Fruit, having waited for ages, rolled up his sleeves with a formidable aura. "Last time, this System-sama was left with an afro and mocked by the host; this time, I shall surely have my revenge!"

Fang Tianyou tossed him one hundred thousand Huaxia coins. Yevginsky’s eyes widened; he knew he had encountered a major patron and immediately looked at this cold, stoic young man with newfound respect.

Chief Constable Yang was still glaring at them, looking ready to strike at any moment, leaving Constable Liang deeply worried. Fortunately, Wang Chuan pushed Chen Zheng out just then, causing him to collide with Chen Tian. Infuriated, Chen Zheng spat out a sharp curse, drawing everyone’s attention.

The commander was killed, and suddenly, a profound silence fell; the fighting ceased instantly. Only the loud shouting of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan and Yu Long echoed across the field.

As soon as Cui Yu heard the sound, he saw a massive horn shooting toward him. This was an attack from a Ghost King, and he dared not be careless; he dodged hastily, only then looking seriously at the intruder.

The autumn wind swept by, carrying clouds of yellow sand. The battlefield was filled with a chilling, murderous intent. Like two ferocious beasts, they sniffed at one another, wary of the other's claws, neither daring to advance.

Nan Jingfeng looked on helplessly. Her bite didn't actually hurt, but she had to choose the worst possible place—his face.

"It rings about every fourteen minutes, with a margin of error of no more than ten seconds. Moreover, every time the knocking begins, the sound of marbles falling overhead stops." I took out my phone to start timing. Thirteen minutes and some seconds after the last knock, the sound of marbles above ceased abruptly.

In truth, neither of them needed to say these things. However, they were not merely alone together at this moment; they were speaking for others to hear.

The nests of those bandit gangs were being wiped out one by one, which was truly a blessing for the herdsmen beyond the pass and the merchants traveling this trade route.

Some shop assistants were already up early, boiling water and cooking millet porridge in their shops.

Bai Yao and the others nodded after taking the devices. Pressing the buttons, the three of them vanished before the young man’s eyes. When they were teleported to the Divine Capital, the scene before them left all three stunned.

Pang Ban had not left, which meant he had to win this fight. Not only win, but win beautifully, gloriously, and decisively—without a hint of hesitation—striking down Lei Gong on the spot with overwhelming force. Only then would Pang Ban not seize the opportunity to take advantage of his vulnerability.

Xiao Xiao suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. She tried to leave the ship, only to find the hull encased in a thin barrier that her strength could not break.

The Duke of Richmond spent a few days with his wife, Mary FitzRoy, out of a sense of routine, fulfilling his duties as a husband and the marital obligations permitted by law. When he suddenly received instructions from Henry VIII, he was so excited that he planned to return to the North immediately, not wanting to spend another moment by his wife’s side.

Nowadays, whether in Chang'an, Luoyang, Suzhou, or Yangzhou, almost everyone knew of the cashmere workshop owned by Luo Erniang of Liangzhou whenever cashmere sweaters were mentioned.

"What kind of future is there in human trafficking? You should be a bird trader!" Luoluoli curled her lip and replied, signaling for Heguang to toss the boy into a corner before recounting the day's events.

It was also because Glaucus had studied hypnosis that we often explored methods of mental manipulation together. Although it was never very successful, we eventually achieved a minor effect, and that effect was realized on Moga.

"Playing tricks," the young man from the Tie family said with feigned composure. His body instantly moved before Liu Bin, his fist wreathed in white gas, as he struck out fiercely once more.

"You really are something, Yang Xinyi; you have such a handsome classmate and didn't introduce him to me. I'll make you pay for this later," Xiao Fangfang thought to herself.

Beside her, Mu Nanju was still fast asleep, their hands still tightly clasped, with Nanju holding on even tighter.

Mu Wei looked down at her nails, acting as if none of this concerned her; Tu Wei was so nervous he didn't dare breathe, while Huo Wei was incredibly anxious.

"Guild leader, are you sure this Shazzrah runs slowly and won't catch up to me?" Just after Zhang Ming gave the order, Hunting God hesitated, unsure of how to pull the boss.

Unexpectedly, on an afternoon about half a month later, I returned from the undersea glacier and caught sight of Hailanse waiting outside the Ice Sea Palace.

More and more people died, and the powerhouses of the Xuanhuang World could not get anywhere near the Corpse Clan.

He rose to look at the silver-haired Bai Gulan, feeling a deep sense of unease, but he departed resolutely.

Nanju spurred her horse, wielding her sword in a cross-slash, carving out a bloody path; her fierce momentum was in no way inferior to Tan Qin.

The simple three-word phrase sent the girls into a panic. This was natural; unlike me, who was often chased by guilds or alliances, they lived peaceful gaming lives, focused on grinding monsters and quests. Naturally, they were panicked at the prospect of becoming enemies with the super-city of Dragon Phoenix City.

PS2: The weather is getting hot again. I can already foresee the days of panting like a dog in the heat.

Life is full of various accidents, but one must always face them. In the current situation, it was impossible for Xia Yenuo to marry her.

Yan Xing, a young hero, also lacked battlefield experience and had never encountered a true master. If his luck had been poor, he would have fallen from his horse today.

The body of the Divine Puppet shattered, and a wisp of divine consciousness drifted out, wrapped in divine patterns to protect it from being crushed by the pressure.

His father remained as he had always been: one hand behind his back, the other holding a sword, standing as firm as a mountain, gazing at him silently. How could a demon ever mimic such poise and bearing? Yet Chen Xiansong stood before the sword tip like a statue, grown taller and harder than his father.

"What's going on? You were injured just after I came back?" Kong Xing'er knitted her beautiful brows, asking with concern.

Though he did not admire him, he did not admit defeat either; it was a form of recognition for Xuan Yuanze. Ling Aotian believed that at the same cultivation level, he would be no match for Xuan Yuanze. But he himself now had one foot in the Nascent Soul stage; why should he fear a desperate strike from a mere mid-stage Core Formation cultivator?