Chapter Thirty-Four: The Relentless Battlefield

The tense standoff among the three was broken by Cheng Yu, who entered bundled up in a thick cotton coat to call everyone for dinner. Noticing that Ling Qixi’s door was wide open, he thought nothing of it and walked right in, only to see the popular protagonist holding a handsome man with his left hand and a pretty girl with his right.

There’s no pain without comparison, Cheng Yu thought bitterly: Look at the protagonist, surrounded by beauty and clearly a winner in life. Then look at me, a mere extra—alone, easily made into cannon fodder, and tormented daily by a mischievous little tyrant. Miserable doesn’t even begin to describe it.

“Senior Qing Zhi asked me to call everyone for dinner,” Cheng Yu announced, reluctantly shattering the harmonious scene before him, and in return, he received a resentful look from Ling Qixi.

Although cultivators in the fasting stage have little need for food, the host had gone to the trouble, so as uncle and nephew...

“My dear Xuan’er, don’t try to fool your mother. Surely you haven’t just awakened today, have you?” Yue Jiu paused, then continued, “You’ve been lying there for over two years. I watch over you every day—how could I not notice the difference? Didn’t you actually wake up two days ago?” Though Yue Jiu was getting on in years, her gaze was still piercing.

Now that An Lushan had rebelled and the court was beset by internal and external crises, Li Mao’s reputation was rising both in court and among the people. More than once, someone had petitioned to appoint him as commander of the eastern expedition. Li Longji was beginning to feel uneasy.

Naem shifted his gaze away, for it would be impolite to meet the eyes of someone so worthy of respect at a time like this.

Though Li Mao had come to the capital to report for duty, he was not like other military governors. He couldn’t wait until court was in session to enter the palace—he was a prince, after all, and filial piety came first. The moment he settled in, he hurried to the palace to pay his respects.

The moment Pink Nightfall in the party saw Chu Yue, she immediately sent out the words she’d been holding back for so long.

Only in the not-so-spacious cave abode could Su Yumeng enjoy such peaceful, tranquil moments.

Almost simultaneously, the true essence of the celestial demon surged, entwining the sword king’s blood flame and transforming into a sword light of unparalleled sharpness, sweeping horizontally through the void.

The loss of Luoyang was a tremendous shock to the Tang Empire, shaking the very foundation of its rule.

So far, everyone had mastered more than one kind of magic. With tacit approval from the academy, conflicts became commonplace, and full-fledged mages treated them as if they were invisible. This silent consent and indulgence caused the more powerful and talented apprentices to grow arrogant.

Ever since An Lushan’s rebellion and Li Mao’s defiance of imperial orders, this was the best opportunity for Li Longji to crush the rebellion in one stroke. If he failed to seize this chance and allowed the rebels to recover, the war would drag on, and it was uncertain whether he could end it in his lifetime.

“I just went out for a walk to clear my head,” Rusty said, shaking his head gently at Red. He wasn’t crazy—why would he kill someone for no reason?

But when he saw An Shishan tie the bedsheet around her chest, grab a kitchen knife, and charge outside, he couldn’t help worrying about the people outside.

It wasn’t just that they couldn’t bear the consequences—even the Wolf Warriors group they had painstakingly built, along with the Lingchuan base, would be destroyed in an instant.

Wu You’s fists clenched ever tighter, a hoarse roar rising from his throat like a broken bellows.

If it weren’t for you, I’d still be digging in the dirt at home, and my mother would probably still be blaming herself every day for holding me back.

Bai Daqing nodded. “Focus on recovering. Once you’re healed, I’ll let you fight.” With that, he turned and left.

When Yu saw Chen A-yong, he looked truly surprised. Of course, he recognized this rising star of the city’s police force.

Li Shengzhu and Park Jae-ryong were first astonished, then gradually calmed down. President Park Jin-young hadn’t blamed them; instead, he was offering advice. With focused expressions, Li Shengzhu and Park Jae-ryong listened intently.

The spots he’d just tried and failed to touch and bite—he now explored thoroughly, indulging himself to his heart’s content.

“Why is it that every order you send to His Highness the Prince gets approved, yet he’s preparing to leave Silvermoon City for another kingdom to rescue the kidnapped elves? Wasn’t this originally supposed to be my mission?” Aurelia was the first to speak, her blue eyes narrowing to slits.