Volume One, Chapter 50: Qi Jiguang Is Critically Injured and Near Death, but Surgery Saves His Life

Qi Jiguang!

Xia Jingtian never expected that Qi Jiguang would burst into the medical clinic seeking help with a dagger stabbed into his body.

Qi Jiguang was a renowned Ming dynasty general who resisted the Japanese pirates, an outstanding military strategist, calligrapher, poet, and national hero.

Xia Jingtian rushed to steady Qi Jiguang, and Li Zixuan hurried over to help him support the wounded general.

"Father! General Qi Jiguang is injured, please come out quickly!"

Li Zixuan cried out loudly.

As Xia Jingtian and Li Zixuan supported Qi Jiguang to the entrance of the clinic, Li Shizhen ran out and happened to see the two of them holding him up!

Upon seeing the short dagger embedded in Qi Jiguang's abdomen, Li Shizhen was struck with shock and gasped, "Ah..."

After a moment of silence, a sharp glint flashed across Wu Chi's eyes, and with a single step, he abruptly entered the Capital-Heaven Grand Formation.

Only then did he realize that there was a specialized profession of architects within the game; some manipulated flames, some controlled rushing water, and others handled bricks.

Waving her slender hand slightly, in an instant, the petals filling the sky seemed to transform into countless sharp blades, churning and closing in on Wu Chi to shred him to pieces.

The giant bird possessed eyes of peerless sharpness, and with a gentle flap of its massive wings, it could whip up endless gales and turbulent waves.

The sword was as heavy as a mountain. Every time Lin Shuo swung it, it felt as though it drained all his strength; the sword momentum was sluggish, yet carrying an incomparable, suffocating pressure.

Pillage and plunder were by no means novel combat methods in a territory-building game like Peerless.

No matter how perilous it was, and regardless of whether anything could be changed, Wu Chi knew clearly that he had to go and see the outcome for himself.

Once Xu Ying had taught Dong Xue, she was no longer so busy. Her subsequent days became leisurely—dropping by the shop, keeping Chen Dahniu company, spending time with the child, and on weekends taking the family out for an excursion when there was time, which was quite carefree and pleasant.

Realizing this, Su Wan's face instantly flushed crimson with embarrassment. She snatched the robe right out of Wu Chi's hands and covered herself with it.

"Achoo!" Four thousand miles away, thirty li south of Jianchuan, Xiao Qubing suddenly let out a massive sneeze inside the Tang army encampment.

Liu Tianheng expressed his agreement. As long as Yang Fan set foot inside Yanjing, he would bound to discover the secrets hidden within. As a practitioner of the Dao, he would undoubtedly feel curious, and consequently become entangled in this school dispute.

Although the giant's physical body, mutated by alien elements, was as unyielding as rock, and even soul attacks and the might of the wicked dragon failed to take effect, the giant invaded by the facehugger still seemed to retain a shred of sanity, leaving its left eye yet to be replaced by typical alien traits.

Meanwhile, Yang Fan was swelling with rage all over, and an unbidden surge of spiritual energy sprouted within his body, causing him to personally feel it aggressively rushing into every single inch of his blood vessels.

Using that fellow Jiang Yuxian's copy machine, Yu Chuxuan duplicated the contract, signed his own name in the author's signature column, and proceeded to fax it back to the editor.

Even when recalling the incident in the middle of the night, a deep-seated desire to be experimented on by the "leather garment" arose within Ye Feng's heart, though he immediately suppressed it.

In the fourth match, Yao Xin and his companions pushed through the enemy base in twenty-eight minutes, which could be considered a rather crushing victory.

Yet at that very moment, several roars echoed from behind Ye Lin. Ye Lin whipped his head around abruptly, only to see a monkey-like demonic beast appear out of nowhere in a bizarre fashion, lunging fiercely toward him.

Deep down in his heart, he had no idea what was actually going on with the multi-fold expansion of divine sense. However, even after everyone's divine sense was stretched to its absolute limit, they still failed to discover the traces of any cultivators, nor any lingering remnants, leaving those whose hearts had already grown estranged to feel a wave of disappointment.

Having been drained of half its demonic energy, the demonic infant's overall strength dropped by nearly half. Now, even if it were to go head-to-head against the quiet nascent soul, it would no longer be a match, let alone with a potent surge of demonic energy assisting it now.

The afternoon was spent in a harmonious and heartwarming atmosphere, and nightfall descended imperceptibly.

Xiao Qingfeng and his companions made no effort to conceal their forms; the group of five rode auspicious white clouds right before the crowd. Zitan and the others had spotted Xiao Qingfeng's group long ago, their expressions varying. A flash of joy gleamed in Zitan's eyes, while the others frowned slightly, some even displaying murderous intent in their gazes.

"Heh, all is well over at Rona City. Lady Luer, Li Yi has something to discuss with you. Might we speak in private?" Without wasting words with Margaret, Li Yi prepared to get straight to the point as soon as he spoke.

"Ye Tian, what on earth do you mean by this?" the Demonic Emperor demanded directly, his expression turning pitch-black and utterly gloomy.

However, when the keynote lecturer for the Introduction to Magic Ships approached the tiered lecture hall and gracefully stepped onto the podium, it still gave everyone a profound shock.

"Old Nine, do you truly have no desire to become the Crown Prince?" Li Xuenci asked word-by-word. Once he finished, he looked at Li Luo with a trace of tension, while Li Xunmin also pricked up his ears to listen intently.

He then had George meticulously craft a helm, a belt, iron gauntlets, and boots heavily enchanted with strength attributes and fire elemental resistance. Following that, he spent a considerable sum to have the Tauren tribe custom-make a matching set of leather armor, leather trousers, and a cloak that similarly boosted strength attributes and fire elemental resistance.

Li Luo let out a soft sigh. There were no lack of people wishing to stop Emperor Wanlong, and the Empress Dowager would likely be the very first to object. If Emperor Wanlong desired beauty and wished to elevate Imperial Concubine Yun to the rank of Noble Consort, the Empress Dowager might turn a blind eye. But to establish an Empress—without the Empress Dowager's consent, even if the title of Empress were conferred, this inner palace would not be something Concubine Yun could rule over.

After the opponent yielded the holy soul that originally guarded the center of the formation, Liu Yiwei stepped forward as well, slowly plunging both hands into the misty, formless body of the holy soul.

As Yun Fan slashed his sword through the air, Wu Zun's eyes flickered slightly, and he once again unleashed the divine ability from moments before. His eyes shot out two streams of golden light, which pierced straight through Yun Fan's body before the latter could even react.

The formless attack descended in an instant. Yue Lingyu, who had already lunged forward with his fists raised to within a few feet of Yue Yuqing, was sent flying backward with his head thrown back. A large mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth, splashing onto the combat stage, while his body was blown entirely off the platform.

A young boy clutched a dragonfly that had fallen victim to its low flight in his hand, while his other hand tore a strip of silk from his plain cloth garments. He tied the dragonfly's tail with the string and then feigned releasing the captive, wing-clipped dragonfly. The boy played with utter delight, leading the dragonfly home by its tether.