Volume One, Chapter 59: The Village Tyrant

Su Ningxia remembered that in her previous life, the rural township Qin Zhaochuan was assigned to was not only wealthy beyond measure, but every household in the town was rich, each with tens of thousands in savings, and all engaged in prosperous businesses. Such a low error rate made it utterly impossible for the French team to turn the tables from a disadvantage; the idea became nothing more than a distant dream.

Cao Zhang sent Lü Bu to fight at Wuzhang Plains, but Lü Bu fell into Jia Xu’s ambush and suffered a crushing defeat. His subordinates, Song Xian, Hou Cheng, and Yang Feng, were each killed in the chaos by Ma Chao, Pang De, and Huang Zhong, respectively.

I clenched my teeth and held my breath, fearing that if I relaxed even for a moment, I might never see Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng again.

"Yuan Shao now controls the Si River Pass. At any moment, he’s prepared to deal with the rest of us warlords, myself included. If, when the time comes, he moves faster than the rest of us, I believe I need not elaborate on the consequences."

Our reconciliation was possible partly because we both realized we had misunderstood each other before. Now that everything was clear, there was nothing left between us.

Lin Chen could hardly describe his feelings; perhaps it was the fever returning, causing chills to run through his whole body.

Yet the venom of the Fangtooth Flower was a powerful anesthetic. Although only a small amount remained in Zhao Longtao's system, it still affected his movements, making him walk with a heavy stiffness.

At that moment, Tian Mu had already been appointed commander of the new regiment by Qiu Chen, responsible for organizing the lower-ranking members into this new army. As a result, he now wielded significant influence in Yan City.

Qin Yiheng said, "Jiang Shuo, try to sense it. The ‘Yellow Immortal’ can speak. All that I know, it has told me."

One really couldn’t understand what Zhang Mengfei saw in him. Even if she wanted a brother, why choose such a coward?

He seemed to be back beside the Violet Water Pool, where that white-and-pink-flowered figure playfully lobbed a huge water ball at the white bundle on the shore. The white bundle didn’t even try to dodge, just stood there grinning foolishly.

Haoming smiled and nodded. After Yuan Ye left, Chu Yan started to observe the people around him.

The barrier at the entrance to the Shadow Ravine was nearly restored. Outside, dozens paced anxiously, oblivious to the changing sky. A thunderclap split the air, echoing through the mountains, lightning sparking violently against the cliffside, but the bolt seemed to find no target, lashing out at random.

Since their return to the cave, Tao Fusheng had been studying Zhao Sixun, channeling spiritual energy into his body and guiding him in sensing and inscribing the Spirit Record. Yet the man was hopelessly dense; after countless explanations, he still didn’t grasp what Tao Fusheng meant—dantian, spiritual energy, meridians—none of it could Zhao Sixun comprehend.

There was no time for pleasantries; everyone was busy examining Erni, while others exchanged notes on her condition with Andreas.

The Eight Treasures Diagram of the Supreme Immortal spat out currents of black and white, pressing against the formidable talisman. The phoenix conjured by the talisman shrieked in agony as its power was forced back.

Afterwards, he dug at the ground with both hands. The sharp stones cut his palms, leaving bloody grooves, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, intent only on digging deeper.

His worry had grown to the point that he even began to suspect his own mother, showing just how important Mao Leyan was becoming in his heart.

He quickly ordered the items to be presented. To be fair, although Huo Qingxie was intent on humiliating Huaizhen, the things prepared were impressive: agate pomegranates, jadeite watermelons, glass birds in pairs, and a box of pearls and emeralds in the midst.

Typically, everyone took turns manning the fortifications, always mindful of safety when leaving the trenches. But today, with rain falling and ‘Big Sichuan’ Liu Baoguo lacking combat experience, he grew careless.