Volume 1, Chapter 45: Inspired to Compose Poetry, Another Challenge Issued

A few days later, Luoyang.

As the sun set in the west, the horizon was painted with a brilliant orange-red hue, casting a warm golden edge over the entire military camp.

The founder of the Great Wei Dynasty was a venerable figure at the Great Ascension stage—the progenitor of the Wei family.

Yet, this was ultimately the request of the Overlapping Tower King. Bathed in boundless radiance, he glanced at the Overlapping Tower King beside him, only to find that the latter was staring blankly at him.

Though neither of them exuded any visible aura, anyone who met their gaze invariably lowered their head in fear.

A sharp slap echoed crisply in the silent elevator. Ye Youtiao, overwhelmed by anger, struck with particular force. On Roland’s cheek, five distinct red finger marks immediately appeared.

At that moment, the last wave of the main force was about to rush into the beam of light, boarding the fleet of the Eternal Life Sect.

When Yang Qingfeng returned home that day, he recounted the events to Yang Yigui. It was then that Yang Yigui realized that the successor of the Celestial Secret Sect had appeared in Yanjing.

What struck Yuan Muzhi even more profoundly was not just his physical wounds, but the mention of the Realm Above the Realm.

Lin Huiru bowed her head, continuing to knead the dough. She recalled what Lin Mu had said earlier, smiled unconsciously, and then began to roll out the noodles.

The Second Elder must have been aware that the family was about to face danger. Indeed, his inexplicable arrival on this continent was fraught with problems. He still could not fathom it fully and could only take each step as it came.

Tang Jin broke into a sweat upon hearing this, realizing that Xiaoying truly cared about her grades, which happened to be his biggest headache.

Hearing Chen Shao’s words, Yoon Eun-hye, who was buying tickets, along with Haha and Song Ji-hyo ahead of her, froze and turned around to look at him in disbelief. What had they just heard?

Although it was the football team of her own husband’s country, if it was going to trounce her own nation, she certainly wouldn’t be happy about it.

“Alright then,” Shao Jianyu responded, walking to the office door and calling out. Soon, a young man of about thirty years old entered.

The gauze curtains were all embroidered with subtle patterns, weighed down by heavy tassels, exquisitely elegant. After careful inspection, no seals were found. Gao Yue reached out to lift one side of the curtain, revealing yet another layer beneath. With a gentle wave of his hand, all nine layers of gauze curtains were invisibly lifted and hooked onto the gold-inlaid jade hooks.

After organizing over a hundred villagers from the town, Chief Zhang led them back to the central area. Along with the original townsfolk and rescue team members, the total number reached 220.

“What’s the rush? Let me think it over again,” Tang Jin said, knowing that Shen Jingjing’s actions had vexed him. Li Yueyang was loyal to his brothers but not very friendly to others. Whether he stood on Li’s side or wanted to help Shen Jingjing, it was best to find a compromise.

Liu Bei’s army advanced on Xiangyang, halting five li from the city. Liu Bei took three thousand troops to meet Liu Biao.

In truth, the Qin army was no different. Having spent so much time, they needed a period of rest and consolidation, as well as time to assimilate the newly occupied territory.

She was filled with confusion and fear, especially after witnessing the fate of Luo Yun’s father. She dreaded that this might be the final farewell. Though she had faith in the man, their enemy was ruthless and merciless. The unpredictability of life made it impossible to say for sure.

Both sides held a copy of the agreement, written by Li Lishi, with Bai Hao’s fingerprint and the signatures and seals of the Ping King and his son.

Previously, when Anan mentioned it, Bai Qingman had been indifferent towards Song Ziyi. But after the recent incident, Bai Qingman began to worry about her own standing.