Chapter 42: From This Moment On, I Shall Stand Above the Heavens

The door opened, and Snowden stepped in sideways. The room was somewhat dim. Passing through a short hallway, he entered a fairly spacious room. In the corner of the room, Snord sat quietly, the tip of a cigarette glowing and fading between his fingertips.

Yinhuan frowned, a sense of panic rising in her heart. If Cang Lielei had indeed mustered a great deal of power today, and she failed to make a move now, she would inevitably be captured alive by him, and then he would use her once again to threaten Cang Linchen.

Lin Feng stopped and glanced back. In his field of vision, the panoramic map displayed by the compass showed signs of electrical signal flashing from the direction they had come.

Suddenly, an indescribable anger surged up within her as well. Constrained by the presence of the officer, she suppressed it to the utmost, not letting a single trace show on her outside.

The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily. Her throat felt as though it had been stuck by a fishbone, and not a single sound could escape from it.

Under those scorching gazes, a flush of red bloomed across Bai Qiannuo's face. She gave Li Qi a sideways glare, but did not deny it.

A flying sword was actually sword qi condensed at the fingertips. This method of using qi in place of a sword was something most swordsmen could master, but it was merely a temporary measure in a swordless state. Although the condensed sword qi was sharp, it lacked resilience; when clashing directly with physical weapons, it was prone to scattering, inevitably putting the user at a disadvantage.

Goryeo and the Song dynasty—those two reckless fools—were hardly a match for Wanyan Aguda, being played around by him in the palm of his hand. But putting it another way, foolish as they both were, Goryeo was far smarter than the Song dynasty. The Song dynasty had stupidly dispatched troops and suffered devastating losses as a result.

Man Xue'er's voice was very soft, almost ethereal, yet wonderfully pleasant and deeply warming to the heart.

Even without looking with his eyes, Tiansheng instinctively knew that what he was currently holding in his hand was precisely the Blood-Weeping Golden Fruit he had sought through such untold hardships.

Second Madam Chao joined in the fun as well, accompanied by the handsome youth and Second Miss Chao, every single one of them staring intently at the crops in the garden.

"Is that so?" Shen Yu asked with a light, breezy smile, clearly having seen through her panic and guilty conscience.

Stepping into the Hellfire Cavern, she soon spotted a female archer darting out from within. But when she saw the ID "Kite" floating above the player's head, she understood everything.

Yet Tiansheng was naturally unwilling to give up just like that. Instead of answering Jing Ruoyun's question, he frantically searched his memory in his mind for all the characteristics of various medicinal pills and the treatments for various injuries that his master had taught him over the years.

Chuxiu secretly surmised that the Ming clan dared to make a big fuss and demand the execution of Yun Xian precisely because they intended to use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate other conditions with the Yun clan. Therefore, Yun Xian's life would not be in immediate danger for the time being. However, Chuxiu had no intention of letting the Ming clan get their wish—all because of Ming Ying.

Whether for public or private reasons, she could no longer sit idly by regarding this matter concerning Yun Xian! The more Chuxiu thought about it, the more powerless she felt. Although Emperor Nie's abdication decree had already been issued, King Mu had not yet ascended the throne; Emperor Nie remained the sovereign of the nation, Ming Zhen remained the empress, and the Ming clan remained the imperial family's maternal clan. With a man like Ming Cui dead, no family could possibly swallow this insult.

With Chen Langya putting it this way, the complexion of that Japanese fellow turned ashen. Even his ultimate boss and financial benefactor, Koji Toyota, was being so servile and deeply respectful to this Chinese man—what kind of existence had he actually provoked? Or rather, what kind of heavyweight big shot had that good-for-nothing martial artist Wu Mingxun managed to lock horns with?

Mild: Capable of living independently and engaging in simple labor, but experiencing difficulties in coping with novel and complex environments, facing learning difficulties, and finding it hard to grasp abstract subjects in school.

Back in the Second Heaven, when Mu Yu and Qiao Xue had no prior relationship to speak of, Mu Yu had chosen to hand the teleportation jade pendant directly to Qiao Xue, letting her escape while he stayed behind to face everyone alone. Compared to Long Xingyun, who betrayed his companions, Mu Yu had always occupied an unshakable position in Qiao Xue's heart.

It was like a cold, dark, and lonely star, drifting through that deep and gloomy universe, seemingly motionless yet impossible for anyone to pinpoint its location.

As soon as Zhang Yunyao gained her freedom, she lunged at Ling Yang, shouting, "You bastard, how dare you force yourself upon me!" Bare-naked, she straddled Ling Yang, pinching and tugging at him furiously.

Her cultivation level was already at that stage, let alone her intelligence! Ye Xuan was a genuine spiritual body of heaven and earth; both his intellect and intelligence were realms beyond what ordinary mortals could ever hope to reach. Although he could not invent heaven-defying arts like the Soul-Transferring Technique, that did not mean he was unable to understand them.

"Knock, knock, knock! Boss, it's me!" Just as Lin Feng finished wiping his mouth, a knock sounded from outside the private dining room.

To seal away the Blood Demon, the leaders of the demon, mortal, and spiritual realms had deployed layers of defense and various formidable restrictions.

This had been a tradition and distinct characteristic of Xin Feng's subordinate army and generals ever since the uprising in Shunan. Whenever they encountered difficult problems, the commanding general would convene all the officers for a discussion. As the saying goes, one man's wisdom is short, but three cobblers put together equal Zhuge Liang. Many combat strategies were formulated by pooling everyone's strengths in this manner.

Jose Mourinho was an old hand at this; he wouldn't blush at all, and such remarks didn't even scratch the surface of his thick skin.

Since Li Tie was approaching Chen Feng according to his intentions, everything that happened and was said on Chen Feng's end should naturally be reported in full.

He would normally never tolerate someone like Jiang Qianqian simply skipping work. Even if he had actually allowed it, he would have made her apply for leave with the administrative department first.

"Mingfei, do you have time right now? Come to the S.H.I.E.L.D. hospital immediately! Director Fury has been assassinated, and his condition is extremely critical, hanging by a thread. Come see if there's any way you can save him!" Natasha's anxious voice rang out.

Having figured all this out, Chen Feng didn't even need to strain his brain to guess one thing: Lei Hu had already set up an inescapable net down there, just waiting for him and Shi Zhongyi to walk right into it.