Volume One, Chapter 36: The Pawn Reveals Himself

"Ye Mingyue, lie down." Lin Yue did not answer her, his magnetic voice commanding as it reached her ears.

However, this was no time for idle chatter. With time running short, if he failed to locate Pan Yuda's soul, the man would truly be beyond saving. The reason for this predicament lay primarily in how differences in skill quality affected a professional.

As for fleeing? With those two major factions involved and his current strength, escape was an impossibility.

He had offered his counsel so many times, nearly losing his life in the process, yet he never expected the Crown Prince to actually accept it this time.

"It is fine. My Dark City may lack many things, but we have no shortage of mithril. By the way, how many rare resources do you still have in your market? I intend to buy more; the city is currently upgrading and requires a significant amount of materials," Lin Ge said.

He had never imagined that in such a random dungeon, he would encounter a monster capable of identifying and exploiting his weaknesses.

The room lit up, and he saw clearly: several people were bound and squatting in the corner. Seeing who had entered, he understood everything instantly. Even with a hundred mouths, he would find it hard to argue his innocence now. Deflated, he slumped to the floor.

"Could you also develop a medicine like this, so that my sister can maintain her beautiful appearance?" Liu Yu asked.

Thus, Li Shimin decided to release all the death row inmates from prison, allowing them to return home to see their families and return in the autumn of the following year to serve their sentences.

"I am actually a bit curious, big brother. Is this Divine Paper still effective? If it works, why would the King of Ten Thousand Demons give it to us? Is he really that kind? And how did he manage to escape from his suppression?" Ren Tianjiao asked, puzzled.

Yet, every time Huo Yuanzhen thought of An Mufeng’s internal strength or the Great Elder who wielded the Universal Jade Mirror, he still felt a lack of confidence.

Seeing this, many senior students of the Dao Emperor Academy frowned and wanted to intervene, but they were stopped by Zuo Qiu Jun’s stern telepathic command.

A high-level ballista master appeared only once every few decades! This meant that the emergence of one such master was accompanied by the deaths of hundreds of thousands of others. They were also a vital strategic resource; when necessary, they could guide humanity’s pinnacle technology—the Titans—to bombard the enemy.

"Three-Axe Strike?" Lu Tianyu looked over upon hearing this and indeed saw that Wei Dongchen was holding a broad-backed giant axe, which radiated a chilling, eerie light and looked truly extraordinary.

"The former Sect Leader of the Ice Heart Hall, Senior Mo Zhaosi." Wei Qingyun directly stated Mo Zhaosi's name.

Although he had already seen Ashoka, the system dictated that to complete the Pilgrim's quest, he had to wait for Ashoka to arrive at Shaolin and receive the Buddhist scriptures before it could be considered finished.

However, if they truly encountered danger, they would never take the initiative to accept help from others.

After taking Wei Qingyun away, Wang Liang dropped him off at the famous Dragon Gate Inn at the entrance to Youzhou. During this time, Wei Qingyun received the secret method from Wang Liang on how to enter and exit the Hidden Dragon Cave.

Many years ago, the Heaven Inquiry Sect discovered a cave-heaven secret realm, half of which lay within the territory of the Feathered Clan and half within the lands of the Heaven Inquiry Sect. Because it straddled two boundaries, the ownership of the secret realm became a point of contention.

Startled by Fatty Yu’s sudden shout, I was just about to curse when I suddenly felt a chill on my hand. I looked down and saw that the coffin lid had opened on its own, and a withered hand had reached out from the gap, gripping Fatty Yu’s wrist.

Luo Fu faced the oppressively dark red sky and the yellowish sun—resembling the eye of an evil god—as if staring into the apocalypse, and waved his hand.

This question was far too blunt, and it was not something that should be asked by a subordinate; naturally, the Empress was also a subject.

After saying this, Lu Hao walked out the door to avoid further arguments with Lu Weiming.

He was in a bad mood today; having just been severely reprimanded by his superior, he was looking for someone to vent his frustration on.

Gu Cheng seemed to perceive her thoughts and fiercely restrained the back of her head, as if trying to merge her into his own body.

After Deng An withdrew, Baochai intended to return to her room to check the accounts; she had made plans to play chess with Yang Jingting later.

Madam Qin herself detested Madam Zheng, knowing that she looked down on her, yet now, not daring to let out a peep, she could only lower her head and let her speak.

"I owe you money? Forty thousand yuan? I can transfer that to your bank account via my phone right now," Lu Hao said with a frown.

A hummingbird flew over from a distance. It passed through the wind swirling around Han Lai, paused in front of him for a moment, and then flew away.

Thus, the facts they had settled upon were instantly overturned the moment Qingyue exerted her spiritual power.

Even if those two powerhouses did not intervene, Su Mu could not handle both of them! Golden Fur could barely handle one.

The racket hit the ground with a crisp sound. Tachibana An tilted her head back and slowly closed her eyes. Transparent liquid slipped from the corners of her eyes, tracing her cheeks and jawline before finally sliding into her collar—cold, chilly, and filled with an indescribable bitterness.

"I miss you..." Fuji murmured softly, looking up at the starry night sky as his thoughts drifted far away. The scent of the night permeated the air, weaving a soft net like an invisible veil, dreamlike and illusory, blurring everything and misting the fragrance.

Grandma Ma sat cross-legged on a cloud, looking at her with a warm and gratified smile, though the words she spoke were words of farewell.

...Is it possible that Jieli pretended to head south but actually went north, and Fang Yan noticed something was wrong and sacrificed his life to hold him back?

Xuanji shuddered all over. Hearing her voice, his heart instantly plummeted to the bottom. Only by silently reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra did his complexion slightly improve.

Although Qingyue was not a martial arts fanatic, she treasured her opponents all the same. An opponent who could match her blow for blow was hard to find, even harder to encounter, and rarest of all to obtain.

Though it spoke pitifully, its actions were devoid of mercy as it took Shen Feng’s Lightning God Spear and stabbed it repeatedly toward the Great Demon’s heart.

"The Chen family and our Luo family have been on good terms for generations. Surely you are aware that our Luo family has passed down the Dragon-Elephant Divine Palm for generations. Many in each generation have mastered it, but the power they unleash, while strong, cannot be called supreme," Luo Junming said, looking at Wang Wei with envy.