Chapter 52: Praise the Fool!

"That's true, otherwise it wouldn't be as much fun. I haven't had a proper good time in so long, so today we'll play to our heart's content. You're thoughtful; I grant you the honor of going first shortly," Yelu Qi said to the subordinate behind him.

"No way," Su Jinzheng gently shook the champagne glass in her hand, her bright crimson lips parting as she spat out two decisive words.

Lin Ru sat at the table, drinking glass after glass of alcohol. Her alcohol tolerance was not very high; after polishing off an entire bottle, even the corners of her eyes were tinged with red.

Giant Wood Continent, Slaughter Heaven Palace—such a hasty-sounding name. That was Jiang Cheng's sole impression. Whether it was the continent or this so-called Slaughter Heaven Palace, it was clearly a world of cultivators, and the materials used were quite exquisite, aligning well with formation arrays. Yet for some reason, ever since stepping into this place, Jiang Cheng had felt an overwhelming aura of nouveau riche vulgarity.

Lu Siguan could not comprehend what Liu Qingyan was rambling about. One moment she claimed he was not Lu Huaixiang, and the next she refused to call his father "Dad." His mind instantly became a tangled mess of confusion.

He hadn't told his old man that he had already reached the fourth realm of Epiphany, afraid of startling him, since the second realm was his normal level of talent.

However, they couldn't entirely be blamed for this. Information transmission naturally took time, and by the time they received the distress signal, it was already a bit too late. Moreover, under circumstances where communications across a vast region were completely severed, they could not recklessly rush into an investigation, and formulating a combat plan naturally required some time.

"During the procurement of provisions and forage, I grant you the authority to execute first and report later. If there is even the slightest discrepancy regarding provisions, equipment, or armaments, this person is subject to your immediate execution without prior approval!" Zhao Yin said indifferently.

Liu Wankuan's intention in keeping Old Slav was still to ensure his own safe escape. He knew that Old Slav was a manager of this company and a person of great importance. With him around, he would not be in danger when he emerged.

To be honest, they had been extremely cautious this time—so cautious that he almost felt as though his own settings were on the verge of collapsing more than once.

The stimulation of dual cultivation reached all the way to the soul, far more sensitive than mere physical contact. Thus Que'er finally understood what dual cultivation truly was—damned dual cultivation! Even between her slender phoenix thighs, wondrous nectar flowed like a bubbling spring.

Catching sight of a chicken walking past, Ye Ming hurriedly picked up the concealed broadsword he had been holding in his grip and prepared to hack it toward the hen.

No matter what, life still had to go on. From the very moment they decided to migrate, the people on the Lanxi Plateau had been preparing, packing up everything, ready to leave the place where they had lived for several years.

If viewed from this perspective, were the things they witnessed within the imprint of the earth's core actually the state of their own son? Or did it at least represent the distinct traits of their son?

Arrows rained down densely like a torrential downpour, targeting the dozens of Han dynasty soldiers who had already made landfall. Most of the soldiers were unarmored and, caught completely off guard by the sudden barrage, fell in massive numbers. Seeing that the situation was turning south, the rear soldiers leaped one after another into the water, swimming toward the opposite bank, while those already in the water turned back in panic.

"Dammit! Is it just a mere spiritual entity? Are we really going to be forced to quit right here?!" Song Tianen heavily stomped his foot against the floor. Having managed to struggle all the way to the sixth checkpoint, he never expected to be blocked from advancing by such garbage of a spiritual entity.

In her grief and indignation, Long Ji suddenly recalled this issue once more. The Enlightenment Stone was inherently an artifact meant for devouring and storing formation arrays; how could one possibly use a formation array to bestow enlightenment upon it?

As long as Muting married Huang Sen, the Huang family could quietly and completely swallow up the Mu clan. Naturally, the Mu family was well aware of the Huang family's ambitions.

The Huang family and the An family were also hosting a celebratory banquet. The Rui clan was finished, the Mu clan had been sealed off, and the An family went with the flow, acknowledging the Huang family's status as a financial conglomerate, allowing them to rise and become the Huang Clan.

To be honest, the military strength of Somaliland still made Zhou Yuanqiang harbor a certain degree of caution; from the perspective of ground forces, it even surpassed the National Defense Forces in his own hands.

Even with Qin Hao's methods, he certainly couldn't eliminate these two top-ranking assassins within a minute, yet the lives of Lin Yuhan and Zhao Mengke were hanging by a thread—he simply could not afford to drag this out.

"What are your thoughts on those generals of the Han Eight Banners?" Emperor Kangxi asked straight to the point, frowning deeply.

In less than two days, the people sent out reported back to Zhang Dingfeng, stating that a biological research company in Germany had developed the exact instrument Zhang Dingfeng required, inviting him over to discuss the matter.

Luo Chen said excitedly, his hatred for Qin Feng now reaching an irreconcilable extreme, wishing he could make him drop dead on the spot.

The arrow that arrived later and surpassed the others looked quite ordinary in shape, but its arrowhead appeared to be polished from bone.

Mu Xue pulled him along, walking toward Qin Lan's room. This step ultimately had to be taken; after all, living under the same roof meant they would see each other constantly in the days to come. They couldn't possibly remain so icy-cold toward each other for a lifetime. Better early than late, this could not be delayed, and perhaps going to clarify things right now was the very best timing.

Old Yang couldn't help but curse, having never witnessed such a shameless person who would actually resort to a sneak attack, leaving the two brothers without even the strength to stand back up.

"What did the master say? Are they sending people to reinforce us?" Chongming said excitedly. If reinforcements came, they would surely be able to suppress Qin Feng.

Beneath the blood pool, Qin Yang's physical body was flawless, radiating a precious glow akin to translucent jade. A tyrannical, peerless blood aura surged from within his body, forcing the two of them, Demon Sanping and his companion, to retreat step after step.

That Northern Liang sovereign had undergone harrowing trials within an ancient battlefield back in the day, inheriting ancient shamanic arts. After the news spread, he suffered countless assassination attempts, yet not a single assassin ever succeeded or managed to inflict even the slightest scratch upon him.

Sure enough, the ghost fish was also wearing a magical artifact in the shape of a white collar—an imitation of the Ruyi Circle, which was famous throughout the Three Realms.

Even the academy's magic teacher was frightened. He was a middle-old-aged man with a shiny, bald pate, and the hand holding his magic wand was trembling violently.

She clearly wanted to speak of it, yet she seemed to be afraid of something. Although Du Ziyuan found it utterly baffling, he chose to soothe her first.

"A normal trial: defeat my avatar, and I will let you leave. The final trial: defeat my true body, and I will grant you a baby White Tiger," Qiongqi said, which led the audience and Lin Xuan to suddenly realize that this fellow possessed such a heavy NPC attribute.