Chapter 61: The Wind Rises in Bushan, and She Turns a Price Slash into a Springboard

Shen Guilan slowly raised her gaze from the ledger. The dust kicked up in the courtyard by Chen Adi's sudden intrusion had not yet settled, yet not a trace of panic could be seen on her face.

She merely looked calmly at the panting Chen Adi, her voice cool and steady: "What is there to panic about? The sky isn't falling. Speak clearly, how many men did Zhang San bring? What was said at Hunter Zhou's place?"

Chen Adi took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down...

Nanxi silently pondered whether meeting a man like Zhuo Ling was her misfortune or her good fortune.

Those two hundred-odd men, in gleaming armor and with shining swords and spears, took their grand orders and marched straight out of the city, heading directly for Mount Dingjun. The ten-li journey took barely more than an hour before they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Reaching out to take that name card—one that only a select few in the East Sea were qualified to possess—Pei Donglai's expression remained entirely calm.

However, much to their astonishment, Luo Ping offered no defense whatsoever. This made Shoucanzi and the others feel looked down upon by Luo Ping, instantly filling their hearts with rage as they eagerly awaited the sight of Luo Ping being struck down.

Han Dian and Han Qing had campaigned alongside their father and, though not closely acquainted with Zheng Ding, had met him a few times. Upon seeing the head, through the blood and rolled-up dust with its baring teeth, it looked somewhat familiar, yet they dared not confirm it. As for the others, they had even less way of knowing if it was genuine.

One year in the outside world equated to half a million years within the Heavenly Gate space. Following such a prolonged period of cultivation, Chen Xiuxiu's cultivation had advanced to the astonishing level of a Tier Three Mystic Immortal.

Jumping two ranks simultaneously was hardly a good thing; if Qin Ming were now to advance to the sixth tribulation of the primordial core, it would mean two heavenly tribulations would arrive at once.

A Void-stage powerhouse, capable of perceiving the void and mastering a realm, was a true overlord-level existence. Within a top-tier sect, they already held the status of an elder.

Regarding the establishment of the factory, Gao Chong had handed everything over to his maternal grandfather's family, including the blueprints for the workshops and kilns, as well as the relevant techniques. The mining and construction of the plant were proceeding methodically, though actual production was still some time away.

Yet, upon closer reflection, even if Dong Jian had captured the county seat, he could not possibly have mustered overwhelming force under the pursuit of Fu Ji and the others. He had likely merely gathered a few bands of mountain bandits and coerced some displaced refugees—at most, a few thousand rabble.

This was Jian Zhui's habit. By summarizing, he could conduct introspection on the parts where he was insufficiently prepared, did not execute well, or made mistakes, so as to avoid making the same errors or facing similar unpreparedness or poor execution the next time.

This was also because the strength of both sides was formidable. When the audience saw the crystal on Jiang Yandong's side explode, the entire arena rose to their feet in dead silence.

He walked toward the Marquis's estate and happened to see Chen Xinyun walking out from within. He paid her no mind, as this matter required long-term planning.

Having said this, Tang Anan left Gu Fengcheng standing frozen in place with a messy mind and walked straight toward Fang Duo.

Because Lin Xi was engaged in polite conversation with Warren, Bo Yang found it difficult to interrupt. He turned instead to speak with Lan Yang; after all, Bo Yang was most familiar with Lan Qingming's situation, and since Lan Yang was an elder whose complexion was currently quite grim, Bo Yang stood by his side and offered low, comforting words.

With a muffled "Boom!", a burst talisman beneath Chisha detonated violently, blasting him two to three meters away.

However, Shichen's gaze unconsciously drifted toward the opposite-sitting Qiaoxi after Fanchen finished asking his question, only then beginning to answer.

Lin Xi never dreamed that things would completely veer off course and develop in such a bad direction.

Just this morning, for reasons unknown, Qiu Wanting's husband demanded that after making breakfast and right before leaving for work, she must also clean the entire house before stepping out.

"This junior thanks Elder Cang for this generous bestowal!" Long Xing said, respectfully taking the jade slip suspended before him into his hands.