Volume 1, Chapter 49: Lining Up to Spin Yarn!

"The Qi Family Saber?"

Everyone stared at the broken blade split into two pieces, their minds dazed and dazzled.

Good heavens, where had anyone ever seen such a razor-sharp weapon?

In the past, whether it was the farm tools or blades they used, none of them dared to collide with one another; minor clashes resulted in notches, while major ones snapped them in two.

Not only was it sharp, but regardless of its weight, length, or the feel when swinging, slashing, hacking, or thrusting, it felt so comfortable and perfect. The moment anyone held this saber, every person who tried it experienced a wondrous sensation of perfect harmony between man and weapon.

This saber was indescribably smooth and natural to handle!

However, the name itself was a bit peculiar.

Li Chen also felt that calling it the Qi Family Saber was somewhat inappropriate. He gave a light cough and used a pun instead, "A wondrous weapon with a sharp edge, therefore..."

Han Keyu kept her eyelids closed, her long eyelashes trembling continuously, and a red dot finally appeared on her neck.

"This is called a pay-to-win item!" Yang Hang immediately summoned his staff back, aiming at the opening exposed by Coannana due to her momentary surprise.

Fortunately, as Madame Rose's double, Madame Rose merely glanced at her before shifting her gaze to Ewen.

Naris quickly withdrew the protective light barrier, but at that very moment, the Scarlet Flame Spirit King suddenly stopped his self-detonation. All of his energy was forcefully reeled back into his body, transforming into a ray of light that streaked toward the direction of the castle.

"What are you all doing? There's still a battle going on inside! We need to go in. Are we still going to clear out the meat prison or not? Those bastard necromancers are still running amok inside!" A Justice League officer stepped forward, speaking with great indignation.

Following the establishment of the General Staff, the functions that the Ministry of War had usurped from the Five Army Chief Military Commissions were gradually returned to the General Staff. This newly established institution acquired extensive authority over military training, logistics, equipment, and personnel. The powers remaining within the Ministry of War were reduced almost exclusively to military commands and intelligence.

Ewen had always believed that his determination was resolute enough. To prevent the demon invasion, he was willing to do anything, and he would find a way to overcome any difficulty.

Xie Daoqing's large, watery eyes darted around briskly among the crowd, and Zheng Shichang's fidgety, anxious, and nervous demeanor naturally did not escape her notice. At the same time, this was also the first time she truly witnessed the immense pressure an official exercising ultimate authority could impose on others.

Amidst the cruel and savage tribal struggles, Temüjin unconsciously grew ever stronger, while the tribes on the grassland capable of contending with him grew fewer and fewer. As his status and power rose, Temüjin's ambition and desires gradually transformed into lofty ideals.

Sun-Moon City was built halfway up the mountain, with the West City Gate serving as the sole exit. The other three gates faced sheer cliffs; the demons either had to leap off the cliffs to their deaths or fight the humans head-on.

The battle drum for slaying enemy generals sounded abruptly, and Deng Zhan's personal guards stepped forward to pull down Fan Chou's battle standard, casting it onto the ground. The soldiers under his command were immensely excited, fighting forward valiantly while shouting in unison.

Truthfully, if one were to take just the first two million words of The Great Daoist Heaven and Earth out separately, it would undoubtedly make for a very fine Xianxia novel.

The Left Rain Envoy did not know the specific circumstances, but he managed to piece some things together. He smiled, waved his hand, and returned to his room.

That day in the Outer-Fog Star System, watching Xilai perish had stirred something within him, and he resolved to find this younger generation sword-user and have a duel with him.

The several association presidents were helpless. The magical treasures belonged to them; as long as the parties involved were willing to engage in a treasure duel, they could not stop it, so they had no choice but to wait and see how things unfolded.

Xi Cheng had knocked about in the business world for many years and possessed a high degree of vigilance—this was also the reason why he always felt the Black Moon Iron Cavalry were abnormal. However, he was arrogant; back in his youth, he had been a playboy dedicated solely to chasing women, failing to apply himself to his studies properly. Only after acquiring the armor and sensing the heavy responsibility upon him did he change for the better.

Shu Yan's face stiffened, as if Yang Shaojun was someone she had cast aside, tossing him to her like a worn-out rag.

This was also the reason why Bai Qiu was reluctant to draw his sword. Once he drew it, it would likely shatter Ying Cang's sword heart completely, spelling the end of his swordsman's path.

Sometimes an obsession was such a strange thing. Such a matter might not be worth mentioning to others, but to Bai Qiu, it was of the utmost importance.

On the desolate island behind Jeffeloth, dozens of armored figures lay neatly.

Jing Rong carried a fragrance she had blended herself, like the first droplet of pure dew amidst ten thousand blossoms—sweet and pure. Combined with the intense, rich aura of a man in his prime, it completely immersed her in intoxication.

"What a fine preemptive strike. Are you planning to betray the Guardian Alliance?" I sneered. Bai Xue had been brainwashed too deeply; she could not be pulled back anytime soon.

Standing on the back of the eagle-owl, resembling a god of war, was the captain of the Flying Dragon Team, Wang Tong.

I saw that the opponent looked like a colossal blue monster. This level of impact practically filled the air with countless unnamable particles of aura. The scene was still rather magnificent; if this was meant to be a final parting gift to me, I truly appreciated it.

Having said so much today, I hope everyone will not take offense. Those who can read through to the end must genuinely love Wei Wei's works.

Hearing this abruptly, Lin Zhixiao grinned, raised his head, and looked over. As it turned out, the day was already fully bright—or rather, Sister Wen Ting had arrived.

Xia Tian could never have imagined that these two siblings, whom he had named, would indeed achieve world-shaking accomplishments when they grew up. But that is a story for later and need not be dwelt upon now.

"Taking medicine on an empty stomach is not good," Qin Cang replied, responding to Tang Guo's suggestion about taking medicine.

Bypassing a corridor, Yin Rupo spotted five spiritual beasts playing in the courtyard. These spiritual beasts resembled horses, but possessed a pair of wings growing from their backs, and the manes on their necks fluttered continuously in the gentle breeze, looking extremely beautiful.

At this very moment, however, there were already two groups of rain-avoiding travelers inside the temple; they turned out to be the last ones to enter.

During the flight, he once again encountered the sensation of spatial tremors. Seeing that the token of the Primordial Gate showed no intention of slowing down whatsoever, Zhang Shaofei knew that these tremors would not cause any major problems to the passage, so he ignored the turbulence and continued flying in the wake of the token.