Chapter 46: Qian Wenqing Was Stunned—How Do You Know Everything?

Around dusk, Xiangyang City entered its liveliest hour. Taverns brimmed with clinking glasses, and melodies from court gardens filled the air. Yet Liu Yong found himself within a heavily guarded residence belonging to the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes. As he did, mist began to swirl around him.

By the time he arrived, over a hundred disciples had already gathered at the training ground. Each was eager, rubbing their hands in anticipation and excitedly discussing the upcoming Yunmu journey. Many had brought their tamed companions, hoping these allies would aid them over the next three days.

The village was expanding, and there was no shortage of builders. Once the expansion was complete, some went elsewhere, while others stayed to set up stalls and businesses. Whenever work came their way, they took it, eager to earn more. Everyone in the village knew who the building overseer was; he called two retainers and went to find them.

The envoy had originally planned to linger several days in Nanchang, but five days later, news arrived that forced him to quickly seek out Bu Zhi to bid farewell and depart.

In an instant, the troops of Jingzhou divided into four columns, surging toward the city’s gates with thunderous war cries that shook the heavens.

“Brothers, charge!” A towering general charged forward. When his horse was blocked, he dismounted and sprinted ahead, carving a swath through the Cao army.

Within Fang Yi’s mind, a sinister plan took shape—step by step, he would train the proud daughter of the Lin clan to become his own slave. Just imagining the satisfaction filled him with dark delight.

Shen Bingyan’s decision to send Hongfei was not without purpose; it served as a warning to Xiao Feng, or perhaps a show of force. They held a secret over him.

To be frank, Liu Yong cared little for rewards, but the title of “Pacifier of Bandits” certainly made things easier for him. All the others who fought alongside were granted ranks and titles, and naturally, Liu Yong and his group were overjoyed.

It was this flicker of uncertainty in his eyes that made Zhang Yangguang more convinced than ever that the other party was deeply involved in the matter.

Chang Shilang wielded his greatsword with power, having just repelled a leaping fusion beast, only to be ambushed by others. As one of the few elite upper ninjas of the Mist Clan, he struggled greatly against these fused creatures.

After a slight nod, Hinata followed behind Hanamura. He too harbored many questions, eager to ask Hanamura about the millennium-old events he knew of only in part.

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Yuan Jingsong nodded in agreement, realizing it was convenient. He planned to check it on his way back.

Mention of the Peacock King made Qi Yue’s breath grow heavy, and the others involuntarily deepened their breathing as well. The atmosphere turned grave, and silence fell like a deathly shroud over the room.

At the neck and the severed head, countless crimson corpse worms swarmed, so densely packed they made one's skin crawl.

The ankle bracelet with its restraining power was the only reason Aranda refrained from killing Yan—to avenge her sister.

His establishment of the Tailed Beast organization, which later developed into a guild, was partly connected to the Akatsuki.

Yuan Shang shut down the system, then whistled sharply. A magnificent pure white steed galloped swiftly toward them.

Li Muwan’s second uncle and aunt, along with her mother, were present, accompanied by two middle-aged men and an elderly woman seated nearby.

Zhou Yunluo’s body floated midair. His tattered clothes had been replaced by Yi Feng, now clad in a white robe that made him look like a celestial deity.

“You’re badly injured. You must rest well! Look at you—always getting hurt just like before!” Li Yan scolded gently, but her tone held no reproach, only boundless tenderness.

“She said she’s Mongolian?” Ouyang Hongxue looked at the embarrassed Mo Xiaosheng and couldn’t help but laugh.

In the arena, Yang Tian’s face remained calm and composed, while Yan Feng’s expression was deeply grim.

While Xiao Long and Old Monkey were goofing around, the entire underwater world suddenly trembled violently, as though an earthquake had struck. From the enormous fissure where the Ruyi Golden Cudgel appeared, countless massive cracks began to spread.

Yang Hui pulled out his phone and projected a video onto the large screen at the scene.

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“Li Zhi, you better think carefully. Crossing me won’t do you any favors!” He Dejiang blocked the advancing law enforcement team member, his face dark and voice firm, laced with threat, shouting at Li Zhi.

For the people living near Chaoge, this was utter devastation. Naturally, they despised Lord Xibo’s military campaign.

Though called a knapsack, it was merely a large white cloth bundle, swollen with luggage.

The body of “Godslayer,” though forged from special metal, could not withstand the assault of a True Immortal-level magical beast.

Two hundred paces from the checkpoint, they spotted the fluttering Flying Tiger banner and halted.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar shattered the Purple Garden, mingled with Li Tianchou’s explosive shout. He darted forward like lightning, and at the moment the leopard pounced, he miraculously closed the gap and forcefully jammed a withered branch deep into the creature’s giant eye.

The brides hesitated briefly, then began to eat. Everyone present was among friends—there was no need for restraint. Who didn’t know whom?

Putting aside the greetings from Lord Su and the county magistrate, Gao Chong introduced Luo Hanbing to the Guan Yu siblings and their brothers. They chatted amiably, awaiting the ceremony’s start. Luo Hanbing quickly blended in, laughing and talking with Guan Lin and Su Huilan.

The second route, from Micang Dao, led southward, tracing the Lianshui River, a tributary of the Han River, passing through the Micang Mountains, then following the Dangqu River to reach Bazhong. From there, one could head west to Langzhong and onwards to Chengdu. Continuing downstream would bring one to Dangqu and Dianjiang, flowing into the Western Han River and eventually southward into the Yangtze. This route traversed the lands of the Three Ba and aimed toward Dongchuan.