Volume 1, Chapter 30: Stand Up, Do Not Kneel

In a top-floor suite of a hotel, an elderly man with graying hair and a vigorous spirit used one finger to nudge a gap in the thick curtains. He watched the continuous, silver, torrential rain outside while holding a mobile phone to his ear, speaking into it.

Seeing that Luo Jian was also expressing his opinion, Wang Fuzhi, who had already settled down with a family in the Great Ming, hurriedly lowered his voice, a hint of a smile still playing on his lips.

Although Hou Dagou did not occupy the prefectural seats, most of the prefectural cities were still being tremblingly maintained by the prefects, assistant prefects, and other officials appointed by the Great Ming’s Ministry of Personnel. However, many insurgent armed forces remained active in the vast ethnic minority regions, and aside from the Wuzhou and Pingle prefectures, the presence of insurgents could be felt throughout the countryside.

From the day she first saw Madara through the telescope, Bulma had steadfastly fallen in love with him.

On the other side, the Geng Metal Tiger Emperor paused for a moment before lunging forward; amidst that fierce gust of wind, there was an unexpectedly tragic and solemn air.

"Hmph, you may have been recommended by the Golden Cicada Holy Emperor, but that does not mean I share his opinion. Whether you truly possess the qualifications remains to be seen," the Green-Eyed Emperor said coldly. His demeanor was incredibly arrogant, as if he needed to verify something.

Once the port fortress of Manila was secured, subsequent military operations would proceed much more smoothly. For the Chinese-American forces, it meant isolating the Spanish throughout Luzon at the appropriate moment.

The garrison at the Long Island New District had already been drawn down by two platoons sent to Twin Bays City on Bermuda Island; now, the only available troops were those stationed at the West Point military base.

These guards were individuals who had survived such trials, and their formidable nature was beyond question.

Subsequently, Yang Jian did not delay in the slightest. With a thought, the Nine-Colored Spirit-Condensing Grass, the Nine Heavens Soul-Nurturing Liquid, and the Purple Profound Soul-Solidifying Grass—three top-tier heavenly treasures—appeared in his hands. These were the primary materials for refining the Divine Essence Creation Pill.

"Come, let me apply some for you." As she spoke, Yan You took it from him, unscrewed the cap, scraped out some white cream with her fingertip, and gently applied it to the bruised and swollen areas on his face.

"Yes, I know. I won't concern myself with it anymore. I have done what I needed to do; as long as he receives the punishment he deserves, that is enough." She stopped dwelling on it. The past was behind her, and now that her family was harmonious, it was enough.

"Can you reveal your true form? Let me see what you actually look like," Ning Fan said casually.

Bai Jingjing had only met Qian Momo and had never encountered Qian Shuidi. Although she knew Qian Zhi'an had two older sisters, she was unfamiliar with Qian Shuidi, knowing only that she was married.

For pills he was refining for the first time, Mu Bai was always extremely cautious, familiarizing himself with the nature of the pill and the properties of the herbs used before beginning the process.

"Girl, you wait here, I'm going up to take a look." After the lame man finished speaking, he began to hop toward Old Master Zhao's tombstone.

Familiar footsteps sounded, and Yi Jin stood stunned, only realizing it wasn't an auditory hallucation when she felt a warmth around her waist.

His formerly meticulous slicked-back hair had changed slightly today, appearing much more voluminous than usual and styled to the side.

Yet, despite his excellent qualifications, he had pursued Zhou Yufei for years, only for her to remain completely dismissive of him.

"And we have always trained this way. It’s normal for you to feel tired; everyone else feels tired too, but they all suffer in silence. There is no need to make a scene; it’s only for this period of time," Qian Shuidi advised.

The two of them opened the gates of convenience for me, allowing me to enter. I never expected that the people of these ancient times would be so easy to deceive.

"You have become merciful, Marlin, and you have also become difficult to fathom," Su Su remarked to Marlin as they returned to Carter Castle together.

Moreover, for Li Xuangang, its future cultivation was a major challenge, as the Golden Source Fruit required a full twenty years to mature.

It wasn't that she resisted returning to the country, but rather that, even now, she did not know the true reason behind it.

Watching Xie Yu approaching him step by step, Yang Kai felt a surge of fear, and the alcohol in his system began to wear off.

Ge Muzi felt as if a heavy stone were lodged in her chest, a suffocating weight that made it hard for her to breathe.

"To tell you the truth, this is my first time here as well. I had heard that the Ice Soul Palace was grand in scale, but seeing it now, it is truly spectacular," Qian Huanling continued, though she tightened her fists without realizing it.

Marlin returned to the passenger seat. At that moment, Milani had already jumped into its master's open palm, accepting the acorn Marlin handed it and nibbling on it happily.

The man conjured a long spear, preparing to strike the Witch Mother, but she blew a black whistle, and in an instant, a hundred burly men—her subordinates—appeared around her.

Luo Jin: This matter is highly unusual, there must be a conspiracy... Could it be that the school is playing tricks, using a senior-level exam paper to bluff us?

A faint fragrance wafted from the quilt, startling Beichen. He felt refreshed, and even his cultivation at the Third-Level Transcendental God stage loosened, showing signs of a breakthrough.

A day later, the six of them had arrived at the outer perimeter of the square where Mo Yan’s honor battle was taking place. Looking out, it was a sea of people, a dense mass of heads that made one’s head spin.

Xiao Sanlang and the Young Master were of one mind; how could he not know that the Young Master was only going along with the Shaolin, Wudang, and Kunlun sects because of their overwhelming influence?

Two hours later, thousands of disciples, led by various elders, arrived at the secret realm.

George and Tianjizi collected more samples of the local plants to facilitate data analysis upon their return.

Cong Yi did not offer an explanation, simply chuckling. If he told them he was the CEO of a super-powered company... and a college student... who would believe him?

This scene caused Xiao Feng, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, to snap them open. As he opened his eyes, his gaze seemed to pierce through the entire space-time tunnel, seeing everything at its end.

Furthermore, it was an insatiable absorption, leaving nothing behind—not even a scrap for Shi Tian.

Although she disapproved of Chu Xiao’s philandering ways, he had helped her a great deal. Yan Airou felt that since she was the one who had exposed the matter, she had to take responsibility for it.

A-Mo found the Yanzheng Gate but did not see Yang Fuguan. Circling around to the Xing'an Gate, he met Li Zhen of the Jinwu Army, who had previously been one of Li Changfeng's men. This gate provided access to Cui Jinyun's herbal garden.

Sheng Yu was unsure, deciding that she must ask Huo Yin for advice later on how exactly to distinguish this.