Chapter 94: Strip the Land Bare

Qin Yue was unable to calm his heart for a long time after hearing Ye Hanshan’s message from the voice-transmitting stone.

Old Yue... No, that was not right. This senior Ye, a fellow clansman, was truly an extraordinary man. But what a damnable fate.

He vaguely remembered the name. He believed Ye Yu had once mentioned him as an ancestor several generations removed.

It was difficult to imagine that an exile from the Ice Abyss could have risen so high within the Radiant Sun Sect.

Ye Hanshan had said that fate toyed with people, and Qin Yue felt the same way.

Under normal circumstances,

Seeing his opponent retreat step by step, unable to bring his strength to bear, Senior Brother Liang knew he held an absolute advantage and grew even more complacent. His long sword flashed up and down, its radiance completely enveloping Lei Luo, while every strike targeted a vital point around his body.

After the contract was signed, Wang Silang and Wang Sihuo’s attitudes underwent a subtle change. Before, their warmth had been merely superficial; now it carried a few more traces of sincerity and ease, with one less barrier between them.

So, calculated this way, could Zhao Qian be said to have already reached the Integration Realm? Clearly, that was unlikely. But did Zhao Qian still need to cultivate toward the Emergence Realm from this point onward?

They were both half a step into the Transformation Force realm. It was impossible for Yang Qi to vanish without a trace as though he faced no suppression at all. That left only one possibility: Yang Qi was far, far stronger than he was.

“I understand.” The expression on Yan Chunran’s face remained somewhat gloomy. Although he had abandoned the idea of taking the item by force, deep down he still felt a trace of unwillingness.

After all, many people were willing to buy the excellent materials required for forging equipment of this kind.

“Those who follow me prosper; those who oppose me may not die, but they will still suffer dearly. In my team, there can be no negativity. We must face every hardship with a smile. We still have many great things to accomplish in the future. Yet this little matter has already defeated you, Ding Xiang. How will you ever accomplish anything important later?”

Using the environment in battle could be divided into two types. One was naturally present—the terrain provided by the game itself. The other was terrain arranged deliberately by people.

“Damn it, what kind of thing are you, to dare order me around?” Zhu Renjie angrily hurled his phone to the ground and roared in fury.

Although they had been apart for only a day, during that day, every minute and every second, his heart had been filled with her.

Shu Ning did not particularly like Manager Cai, but he had conveniently helped her out of a difficult situation. Otherwise, she had no idea how she would have dealt with Mu Liyan. That man’s tongue was vicious, and she was no match for him.

Fu Li stared at the bloodstained clothes on the ground, his heart aching. With a wave of his palm, a flame of elven fire appeared and burned the clothes to ashes.

The great clans were merely watching him make a fool of himself. How could they truly lend him a hand? In the end, he was driven back by the Xianbei people once more.

As for his life now, Emperor Qianlong was thoroughly satisfied with everything except for the occasional private grumbling that his four sons interfered with his intimacy with his beloved empress.

“Then get some rest early tonight.” Luo Chiheng smiled, removed his mask, and placed it on the coffee table. Then he walked over to her and pulled her into his arms.

Once everything was tidied up, Shu Ning opened the door and took Shu Baobei by the hand, preparing to go to the amusement park. As for the matter between her and Lin Xiangyu, they would discuss it in a couple of days.

“I’ll return it to you as soon as I’m finished. I’ll do my best to bring it back today or tomorrow. You’ve had it out for too long; it wouldn’t be good if Weiwei found out.” Lin Weiran guessed that Luo Chiheng had taken out the Demon’s Eye without Lin Weiwei’s knowledge.

As the saying went, where there was a stepmother, there was a stepfather as well. She could not bear to entrust her two precious sons to Qianlong and his concubines for upbringing. Therefore, although she had long since been utterly disappointed in Qianlong and did not wish to waste another word on him, she could only explain herself humbly, clinging to that slender thread of hope as she pleaded for his trust and forgiveness.

When Wu Liu heard this, his expression also grew solemn. The bloody, brutal events of those years—too painful to look back upon—remained vivid in his memory even now. How many brothers of the Heaven and Earth Society had died beneath the sabers and swords of the Qing soldiers? The blood flowing from their bodies had dyed the earth red.