Volume One, Chapter 23: Does the Price of Grain Really Make a Difference?

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“Heh, Elder Four, you flatter me,” Evil Wind narrowed his eyes but said nothing further. He knew these people surely doubted his use of Yang energy, especially since his methods were so peculiar.

At each corner of the Arsenal Bureau’s walls, several tall watchtowers rose abruptly from the ground. Soldiers armed with powerful crossbows patrolled atop them, while squads clad in white battle uniforms marched along the base of the walls. From a distance, the formidable defense made any approach unthinkable.

A quarter of an hour later, he departed from his spot. At this moment, only two days remained until the trial concluded.

The Qing and Ming troops, coordinating discreetly, staggered their timing to send unarmed personnel to retrieve the bodies. Bearing white flags and dressed plainly without armor, they arrived as dusk fell, torches alight, carrying crude stretchers and burlap sacks to sort the corpses belonging to their side.

Though grievously wounded, he had narrowly escaped disaster. Yet, gazing at the likewise injured Ye Feng, he took no action—instead, using the blast’s aftershock, he rolled swiftly backward.

Compared to the energy granted by light and heat, the energy from the dessert was negligible, virtually meaningless.

The private rooms of the footbath city admitted no sunlight, yet at that moment, Li Jie felt as if Gu Lie was enveloped in a radiant golden sunlight.

For a moment, Yan Ting’s fury flared like a blazing fire, feeling that not only had Chen Yang ruined the entire affair and stolen the warm breeze he coveted, but now he was being humiliated.

Tang Jing’s Yang Flame Palm struck the air; Qi Yufeng showed no significant flaw, so Tang Jing advanced cautiously without pressing the attack, stepping toward Qi Yufeng to test if it was a lure.

The aura of undead dissipated; it seemed there was no longer need to fear their return. However, barely four days had passed, and to exit likely required waiting until the trial’s end.

This Thunder Beast squad numbered about one thousand as well. They did not charge into the fray but instead surged directly toward the city gates.

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That night… while asleep, Song Yueping suddenly felt breathless, limbs numb and immobile. Half-conscious and unable to open his eyes, strange, indescribably eerie images flickered through his mind. They defied explanation—terrifying and bizarre beyond words.

Watching the still-debating crowd, Qi Dong’s lips curled into a smile as he spoke: “Everyone, I have a plan—not only to eliminate the guardian beasts but also to draw out the stalkers!” To be continued…

Hence, most scallops cluster among seaweed and aquatic plants. To harvest them, one must wade through these, increasing labor intensity.

Qi Dong’s parents smiled warmly at them, especially gazing at Mei Jiangxue with eyes full of affection, as if already accepting her as their daughter-in-law.

His narrow eyes flickered slightly, then fixed on their clasped hands. Even Jue Danbai’s lips curved subtly upward; unusually obedient, he silently followed behind her.

Seeing Faltra cease his pursuit, Sasarian’s expression relaxed. By his will, he wished to avoid combat with Faltra. Now that someone intervened, it was best.

“Hahaha, the Stone of Law is mine! With it, soon I will transcend gold and ascend to supreme power!” Sulant laughed heartily, stepping before the Stone of Law, reaching out his right hand to grasp it.

Both parties laid out their terms, and a deal was struck. Qin Shio devoted himself to supporting Hamlet’s campaign, for the conditions were too tempting: Farewell Island would become Qin Shio’s private domain.

Moreover, the greatest contributors—Smoker, Shark, and Bull—received only an extra two thousand yuan, already quite generous.

Examining the Mid-Sky Realm closely, though it could not rival the Nine Heavens’ splendor, it was still dazzling and extraordinarily rare in the world.

Two soldiers escorted Li Tianqi into the city, while Qing’er could only watch helplessly. Li Tianqi did not want her to intervene; he must have had his own plans.

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“Thank you, Captain Zhao!” Xiao Yunfei smiled. He fully grasped the implication—a subtle warning to keep out of trouble at the police station.

In less than five seconds, Xiao Yunfei had neutralized all of them. Except for those who had struck him viciously, he generally spared their lives but incapacitated them to prevent future threats and avoid unnecessary complications.

After the two quietly departed, Chi You and several spirits presumed the Yanhuang forces had fallen into a trap. They could not contain their glee and smug satisfaction.

“I can cure your illness. But why should I cure hers? Is it just to appease those despicable men again? What I am doing is truly cruel,” Tang Feng said painfully, tears shimmering in his eyes.

When did this person enter? How silently did he appear here?

“He truly was a hero; people of that era bore the pride and edge of dragon descendants. But alas, times have changed. They have been corrupted by selfish, decadent desires.” Tang Feng sighed, voice filled with bitterness and indignation.

Having spoken, he bowed slightly to the wealthy “young master” before hastily boarding and leaving.

With such a mindset, Sima Chi lost his initial vigor. He led his men onward until they camped a few miles from the foot of Mount Fuhu.