Chapter 16: With the Gun in Hand, Qin Feng’s Plan Takes Shape

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Zhang Xiumei sneered as she walked through the gate of the village committee compound.
She had been at her maternal home in Zhangjiawa earlier that morning and had just returned from there.
“Shuanzhu! Go! Get a few people to dig a grave by the ancestral tombs on the south side of the village.”
“Aunt Xiulian won’t make it. I’ll arrange for some folks to carry her over and bury her!”
Zhang Xiumei beckoned...
Yan Xuehuai’s mouth twitched. She recalled the era she lived in during her previous life, where there was a term called “housewife killer.” Looking at Li Qiniang and then Mo Yu, it was clear that Duke Dingguo Qi Wei was undoubtedly a housewife killer.
She had only sat down for a short while, her tea still unfinished, when another Passat drove into the company compound. Great, her parents had also come to join in the excitement—whether out of boredom or something else, she couldn’t tell.
Typical plants included corn, radishes, tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants, sweet potatoes, and other vegetables, as well as fruits like dragon fruit, pineapple, banana, mango, and grapes. Beyond these, some special plants grew particularly strange things.
The speaker was naturally Elder Lianfeng. Although this pill had no direct use for him, it could enhance the efficacy of the inner elixir, so he was quite envious.
Three sheep, over three hundred pounds of meat, were prepared in no time thanks to the efforts of more than a hundred people.
Zheng Junhao hadn’t planned this originally but suddenly got the idea and couldn’t stop.
When the magistrate’s wife first saw Tian Zhenzhen, pregnant yet still following her husband to his post, she felt sympathy and held her in higher regard, even contemplating forming a connection.
However, just as he finished speaking, he realized that the call had been abruptly hung up by Deng Ling.
“Suit yourself!” Chang Hao had no time to argue, sidestepping quickly, and within a few strides, he vanished.

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“Look at this thatched hut—do you think we might find something?” She sat on a stool, observing carefully before deciding she should warn Zhao Shouquan.
As Beigong Lingyu safely parked the car by the roadside, the truck suddenly made a sharp right turn and then slowed, pulling over to stop by the side.
“Tell me your plan.” Once seated, Simon got straight to the point. Though often appearing frivolous, he was rigorous and serious about work, immediately seizing the initiative.
“Should I give it a try?” Tang Jin wrestled with the thought but shook his head for three reasons: first, fear of encountering Chen Shaolong’s men; second, lack of money; third, fear of falling ill.
After plunging thousands of fathoms through wild rapids, the water finally splashed onto the ground, but the moment it touched the surface, it miraculously vanished.
Mysterious formations were skillfully and elegantly woven into the silver light, which occasionally flashed intensely, like a struggling dragon desperate to break free from its cage. The air carried the ominous sounds of an approaching storm and the terrifying crackle of intense electricity.
Cang Tong introduced only his chief ministers to Ye Ziluo and Gao Yue; in other settings, he simply kept the two out of sight.
The other party was Xiao, who had defected from the village. Since the mid-level ninja exam, their relationship was no longer that of friendly teacher and student, but adversaries.
“So, does this mean we have to start with that old man, Ji Yuanfeng?” the old thief mused.
Several passersby had been silently enduring but couldn’t help reacting to the mention of “fighter jets,” turning with strange looks. One, hot-tempered, glared as if to say, “Can you exaggerate any more?”
Lin Yi smiled bitterly. “Old man, you’re not bad yourself!” He tried to suppress most of his palm force but had yet to master complete control. The surging internal energy blocked his heart, making him feel suffocated.
“Second Madam, big brother, where are you headed?” At the city lord’s mansion, Dong Mingyu and his men blocked Dong Mingchen and Lady Butterfly’s path.
Step by step, as you follow his moves and ponder his key points, you realize that with the same punch, he seems to exert his entire body’s strength, waves of power surging like tides, making the force on the opponent terrifying without question.
Thus, I chanted the spell and took the first step; the Northern Star returned to its place. With the return of the Tianxuan Star, the earth shook violently, accompanied by fierce gales.

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After some time, the devastating Japanese invasion in Zhejiang quieted down, and the coastal people lived peacefully and prosperously. Qi Jiguang was promoted to the second-rank commander and returned to his long-missed hometown.
After hearing the words of the Supreme Clarity Immortal, I found myself at a loss. How should I begin? Should I tell him about the master ancestor inside the cave?
But clearly, his speed and force in fighting Yun Moyue were far weaker compared to the previous one.
Winning the favor of the imperial consorts to boost one’s professional capital was one aspect; the other was to continue strengthening one’s expertise. Without patients, skills would dull, and how could one maintain credibility to open a “medicinal cuisine” restaurant in the future?
Because Long Fei was continuously replenished with life nectar, his magic power consumption was sustained, maintaining his immense combat strength. However, the life nectar in the Eight Desolation Divine Cauldron was steadily depleting; once full, now only half remained.
Fortunately, he and Ruchu had already devised a plan and fabricated lies. He hated lying, but for Ruchu’s sake, to prevent “Nai” and their mother from worrying themselves sick, he was willing to do anything.
The fault lay in his carelessness, which played into their hands. He had been so flush with cash before that Chen Dacheng and Wang Rulong’s sudden visit didn’t raise alarms. Now it seemed the trap was long laid.
Lei Meng and the others had already pitched tents, crude but sufficient as long as there was no wind or rain. Moreover, according to Xia Xun, they would only need to camp in the wilderness for four or five days before entering Qulong.
Even when he unleashed the Flash Sword, he couldn’t end the battle with a single strike, only leaving the opponent severely wounded.
The terrifying scene above did not occur; if thoughts could kill, Xue Libing would have been strangled to death.
Nine questing jade orbs traced unique trajectories in the air, sealing off all of Li Yunxiao’s escape routes, leaving him no choice but to face the attack head-on.
This meant Jing Tang had perfectly absorbed and harnessed this power; otherwise, it wouldn’t remain so calm after fifteen days. Observing Jing Tang’s aura, it was smooth and steady; his expression was serene and unshaken. From every angle, Jing Tang had flawlessly assimilated the power.