Volume 1, Chapter 41: Everything Hinges on This Moment

"Virtual video, virtual avatar video calls—it’s incredibly effective. The results will absolutely exceed your imagination. If you don't believe me, go try it yourself!"

Virtual video?

Looking at this person’s comment, I felt like they had actually used this software; it didn't seem like they were just spouting nonsense. I immediately searched for information regarding virtual videos.

A great deal of information related to virtual videos popped up, and I began to browse through it, looking for relevant details.

Originally, I had been so sleepy I wanted to doze off, but as I browsed the search results, I became more and more energized.

Judging by everyone’s reviews, this software was designed to fake video calls. Whether it was WeChat or QQ, you could feed a video into the stream, making the other party believe they were on a video call...

Orion lifted the hood of his cloak and tilted his head slightly. His gaze, deep as a dark pool, extended slowly toward that spot, where a figure as sturdy as a giant tower was emerging from the shadows.

A solid piece of bluestone had been split into three by his single strike, as if it had been hammered by a heavy mallet.

The two of them leaned quietly against the tree, lost in thought. Occasionally, a breeze would blow, making the leaves rustle. Sunlight spilled through the gaps in the foliage in white dapples, flickering on the green leaves with the breeze, looking quite beautiful.

Sun Wei frowned, not understanding what he meant. However, the preparatory bell had already rung, so he had to turn and leave the classroom. Of course, like anyone whose pursuit had been rejected, he looked back at Lin Xiaoxiao before heading out the door.

"Complete the mission, kill the person. You can choose for yourself." The black-clad youth’s eyes were devoid of any ripple.

"Please rest assured, Young Master Yamashita. Your father is in excellent health; he is currently studying the way of Go with the Sect Master every day," Takeda said respectfully.

Just as the Silver Gospel was not far from the Unicorn, a voice appeared that made the Silver Gospel feel an inexplicable sense of danger—a warning it chose to ignore because, not being human, it couldn't be certain.

"Don't worry about them. As long as they don't provoke us, why should we care about them? Once we enter the Aokigahara Sea of Trees, let's see how they follow us," Long Er said dismissively.

"Totori’s smile just now was so scary!" Chiai frowned slightly, as if apologizing with a forced smile.

"Great Commander, there is absolutely no mistake. It is the Roman army, with about thirty or forty thousand men!" The Xiongnu soldier, fearing China didn't believe him, hurriedly added.

"I imagine Takagi is furious right now." Liu Jun was right; Takagi was currently smashing cups.

When the imperial decree from the King of Calais arrived today, they had already contacted Shen Xiao. He had already come out of seclusion, though he simply refused to emerge to receive the decree.

"What do you mean?" Even though I had already guessed seven or eight parts of it, I still refused to admit it. I wanted to hear her say it herself.

Although Ye Ling’s due date was only a few days away and logically she shouldn't go anywhere, she was by nature a person who couldn't stay idle. Li Ye couldn't be bothered to manage her and let her do as she pleased.

Enticed by the delicate fragrance, Zhongli Shuo slowly opened his eyes. As the blurry objects before him became clear, he finally felt the exhaustion in his body; his joints felt as if they were weighted down by heavy objects, making it hard to move. He barely managed to prop up half his body, using one hand to support his forehead.

"I’m sorry. I really can't do anything about this." His face was expressionless, but his voice was colder than frost.

In the meeting hall of the Zixuan Peak main temple, Lei Yu’s team gathered to discuss matters. A few days ago, the Changsheng Sect held a general meeting of all sect leaders, and Senior Sister Wang attended on behalf of Lei Yu.

The grand hall, devoid of candlelight, seemed incredibly dark. The damp environment carried a musty odor that made one feel nauseous.

"Your back was scratched by the stone wall; I have already cleaned, medicated, and bandaged it for you." He had to explain, feeling a bit of regret that he hadn't been able to control himself upon seeing her body, stealing a few moments with her; she must have sensed it.

"What else? Speak!" The calmer Takagi’s tone was, the less the others in the room dared to breathe, not even daring to wipe the cold sweat from their heads.

Of course, most of her attention was focused on Long Yichen. After all, he was the one who had to pass the assessment, not anyone else.

"Alright, you didn't know, just remember it for next time. When she is with the Boss, people who don't know will misunderstand. It’s my fault for not reminding you," Jiang Ruan softened his expression and patted Mo Jue.

"What, are you deaf? My sister told you to go streaking! Damn it, hurry up and do as I said!" Li Yanyan glared at me with cold eyes.

"You... you damn well stop using Sister Yan to suppress me. Even if she came herself, she couldn't stop me today!" Luo Hu pretended to be calm on the surface, but I could see from his eyes that he was already terrified.

After we had our fill of trouble, Li Yanyan finally began to teach me how to play the piano, step by step. Because it was my first time, my movements were stiff; I didn't know where to put my fingers on the keys, and I felt like an idiot.

As soon as I sat down, I noticed among the few scattered people were Huo Jidu’s mother and Nie Zhuoge.

I wasn't sure about the relationship between Huo Jidu and Yan Miaoling, but I was certain that his relationship with Nie Zhuoge was not as cold as it appeared.

These three—essence, energy, and spirit—are indispensable. Without essence, one has no physical form; without energy, one has no vitality; without spirit, one has no consciousness.

A good man, indeed it was him. But if one didn't look closely, it would be truly hard to recognize him. His entire body was covered in scars, and his face was crisscrossed with lacerations, the flesh turned outward, looking incredibly hideous.

Not long after, on an open space within Yanmen Pass, the two armies finally met. The black-clad Cao troops and the yellow-clad Yuan soldiers stared at each other as they lined up in formation.

The burly man surnamed Meng touched his head to the ground; although one couldn't see the expression on his face, one could tell from his words that this was a heartfelt sentiment.

At the same time, Fairy Yaoyue, who was walking leisurely above the River of Fate, paused. Her moth-like eyebrows furrowed, her expression changed drastically, and a strange light flashed in her eyes as she turned to look into the vast void.

Yu Chao ignored her and turned to the circus performers: "Don't stay here either. Once the fire is out, take what’s left of your belongings and go into hiding. Don't let the Wang family target you again!" After saying this, he left with Nightingale and the girl.

The old man turned Tu Hai around, placed a single palm against his back, and channeled waves of thick, pure magic power into Tu Hai’s body to help him heal his injuries.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the seaside one after another, seeing the two people dueling through the layers of immortal light and radiance.