Volume 1, Chapter 44: The Art of Assassination

Late at night.

Li Chen continued to busy himself in the workshop crafting the items he desired, while Hou Xiaobai sat nearby, continuing to work on the crossbow, occasionally asking Li Chen questions to which Li Chen provided detailed explanations.

Outside the main hall, Liu Chenxu was teaching Zhao Dashi how to read, with Liu Chenyi listening in, though she was learning with even greater earnestness than Zhao Dashi.

"Pull yourself together. Brother Chen said that if you can't remember the characters we learn tonight, you won't be allowed to join tomorrow's training. You'll only go back when you've mastered them."

Liu Chenxu was teaching with great enthusiasm, but when he looked up, he found Zhao Dashi nodding off while holding his book. He tapped Zhao Dashi on the head with the book.

However, the moment his hand touched Ye Hui, a piercing, biting pain struck, causing Aman to jerk her hand back instinctively. The vines entangling Ye Hui then pierced her finger, drawing a muffled groan of pain from Aman.

Following a low response, a dark shadow leaped fiercely down from the roof beams behind Qin Mingzhao, darting straight toward the beams on the other side. It bounded rapidly away from the area, following closely in Tuoba Li's footsteps to protect her safety in accordance with the master's orders.

She walked out of the pavilion hugging her qin, set up a table and stools among the bamboo grove outside, and sat down to play a melody.

Kitahara Sō held the rank of first lieutenant. As a first-lieutenant, he received ten yen more than a second lieutenant, bringing his monthly pay to ninety-four yen.

The three major civilian organizations in Donggu City were extremely vibrant and idealistic; they stood united against external matters when necessary, yet engaged in a "three-way rivalry" during peaceful times, making every day lively and bustling.

Luo Bai nestled close to Qin Mingzhao, acting as if she had selectively gone missing. She covered her ears, pretending she hadn't just heard Gu Hanyuan's words, and hummed softly as she enjoyed Qin Mingzhao's comforting strokes.

Old Cang raised his brow. The next second, Hanxu whirled around with a "whoosh" and bolted into the hall. This split-second speed further cemented Old Cang's suspicion that Hanxu was none other than the "Four-Second Macaque."

This was practically an open satire of Jiro Kikuta, implying that he petitioned for instructions on every single matter and was an utterly incompetent fool.

Had Mu Xu possessed the intention at that moment, he could have led his cavalry in a relentless pursuit to charge straight into the manor while taking advantage of the momentum. However, Mu Xu had already made up his mind to subdue the Hu family manor for his own use, and thus chose not to pursue them. Furthermore, with the two young masters of the Hu family in his grasp, what reason did he have to fear that old codger, Elder Hu, wouldn't submit?

Xilu was momentarily stunned upon hearing Rodlan's words, and in that very instant of distraction, the lunar wheel in Rodlan's hand flew out once again.

As the words fell, Chi Yu pulled the door open. The two police officers were slightly startled upon seeing her, but nonetheless took her away.

The collision between the Demonic Blade and the Black Phoenix's psychokinetic shockwave triggered a series of atmospheric explosions that reverberated across the entire Xavier campus.

I think this fellow Qiangzi is quite good. Among all the young men in this courtyard, he is the one I hold in the highest regard. It's not just that he's young and capable; he has real ability.

Even Yiqianxue realized that what this guy Yiyang said was the truth, without a single shred of boasting.

When Ye Jinliang reappeared before Ye Zhuoli and the others, expressions of sheer astonishment filled everyone's eyes.

Qin Zhuo was the sole heir of the Qin family. If Qin Bihua truly disregarded his life or death, she would no longer have any maternal home to return to in the future.

Yet recently, Chen Chen felt that the medicine Mozhongji prepared for him was becoming increasingly bizarre. He couldn't quite put his finger on why, but he simply sensed that the medicine his master prepared for him was problematic.

"Very well, return early." Ye Xianglian said without raising her head, while deftly manipulating the abacus in her hands.

All matters completely bypassed Yan Chasan. Though he tried numerous times to stop or intervene, he was rebuffed entirely by the local officials, leaving him feeling as though he had become a complete outsider.

Water is colorless and tasteless; conforming to its vessel when square, and conforming to its vessel when round, water is the closest thing to the Dao among all things in creation.

Jin Shengzhe turned to look at Han Bo, feeling as though a basin of icy water had been poured over his head, the sharp ice crystals sending a wave of piercing pain through his heart.

He had tried twice to charge into the mist, but alas, with his inner strength severely depleted and his own martial prowess falling far short of the supreme realm of True Person Yuxu, no matter how hard he charged, he simply could not break through.

The spatial fabric of the Xuanyuan Great World was naturally stable, unlike other worlds where even slightly formidable power could shatter space, let alone interfere with space on such a profound level.

The strength of the demon race present might not be among the very top tier, but their discernment was razor-sharp. They could perceive Long Jiuming's undisguised aura—a capability that served as a reliance forged by surviving countless battlefields.

Watching the retreating figures of the two, Zod collapsed despairingly to his knees, realizing that he might truly never make it back alive.

Ye Fei took a deep breath, voicing a silent protest in his heart, yet still refusing to look back. Instead, he got into the car, lit a cigarette, and took desperate, heavy drags.

Yet deep down in his heart, he knew very well that this cultivation technique was undeniably exceptional; otherwise, why would so many people come to slander him?

With a flick, a trail of faint blue electric arcs danced across Mo Fenghan's entire body. This was not meant to inflict further injury upon him, but rather to strike several major acupoints across his body, helping him staunch the bleeding.

Yet even so, what of it? He had no opportunity to contact the outside world, and even receiving a single word in response from anyone was utterly impossible.

Not to mention, although she hadn't cared much for Go at first, after this period of grueling "boot camp," she found that the world of Go was profound and deeply fascinating.

Qing Beihuang curled her lips in displeasure, and had no choice but to imprint her name on the jade slip using spiritual power, confirming her purchase of Mu Lijing's supreme-grade pill furnace for a price of ten thousand superior spirit stones, while still owing Mu Lijing ninety thousand superior spirit stones, which must be repaid within ten years, failing which the pill furnace would revert to its original owner.

With a heavy punch slammed against the barrier, watching the spiritual energy ripple across its surface, annoyance, self-reproach, and worry all surged into her heart at once.

Though tomorrow was the day the Ghost Gate would fully open, she had seen no shortage of ghosts wandering outside over the past two days.

She was still a member of the Nanfeng family; how was it that the family traditions and royal etiquette of the Nanfeng clan had failed to impart any influence upon her?

She was naturally aware of these matters, but due to four years of habit, she occasionally overlooked the details.

Yumiao was immensely gratified by this. He was a man of his word, and back then, Lord Zhengyang had been very fond of Xilang, believing him to hold the potential to become a new heavenly deity.

It was not until this day, upon hearing that Liu Runqing would be accompanying the Empress for her birthday, that she finally thought it was time for her to leave.

The three of them then departed from the place and returned to their respective lodgings. As Guo Lingling and her companions passed Long Jian's room, they noticed a faint sound of snoring emanating from within.

The moment Chen Fangping opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Yixiang already at the edge of the bed, on the verge of falling off. Yet Yixiang showed no self-awareness whatsoever regarding her imminent fall, maintaining a vacant, dazed expression.

Just as he stepped back two paces, Lin Long's long-range railgun shell arrived right on target. With a resounding "bang," the railgun shell struck squarely against the heavy armor on the chest of the Taurus mecha, causing the armor to cave inward significantly, covered in a spiderweb of cracks.

Sunan mused for a moment, his first reaction being: could Uchiha Obito, that tedious vice general manager, be dropping by for another visit again? Why on earth was he so idle! Other general managers and vice presidents were constantly rushed off their feet, wishing they had more time in a day.

"Someone, escort Lord Qin out." Xiao Yunmo had no inclination to detain Qin Sha, and immediately summoned someone to escort him away.