Chapter Ninety-Three: The Girls' Secret Thoughts

Seeing that Butler Liu was still trembling with fear, Wu Qihao smiled and soothed him further.

"Very good, Butler Liu. You need not be afraid either. So long as you say nothing and I say nothing, no fourth person in this world will ever know. With Ye Cheng standing in our way, our Wu family will sooner or later be ruined. Only by getting rid of Ye Cheng can I sleep in peace. You understand that, don't you? And if I can sleep in peace, then you, Butler Liu, will naturally rise to great heights as well. Rest assured..."

Was a human still a human without joy, anger, sorrow, and desire? Even immortals in legend could truly be without feeling and thought?

"What? You mean that sword is in the dormitory now?" Ye Tian looked at Xu Xiaoyu in surprise, his voice rising with excitement. Hadn't he only wanted to see that sword? It seemed heaven itself was helping him.

Thus, unexpectedly yet entirely reasonably, only the physicians of the gray zone still retained medical techniques that were not advanced, yet remained sufficiently effective.

"Old now!" Zi Chuanhai sighed inwardly. For some reason, the moment he said those words, the image of the young and vigorous Zhang Jialiang surfaced in his mind, and he could not help but think: could the world truly belong to them now?

He raised his head and looked toward the Great Yan formation opposite them. After channeling his inner force into his voice, he made sure everyone heard him clearly.

There were herbs in the mountain range, magical beasts, all kinds of materials, and most importantly, veins of black spirit crystal ore.

Hearing this, Zhang Jialiang shook his head helplessly. Under the table, Huang Nan gave He Qing a gentle kick; He Qing was clearly very obedient to her sister-in-law, and after pouting she fell silent.

The car tailing them had indeed been sent by the Iron Steel Sect, with one purpose only: to find the right opportunity to kill Zhang Jialiang.

Li Jiayu patted Jiang En on the shoulder. "Think it over." She stubbed out her cigarette, smiled, and walked away.

"Heh, wishful thinking. This dagger will return you to your weakest state, and by then, all you will be is my prey to devour." Bai Xue sneered.

Meanwhile, as the Natar people’s ships continued to rush over, Long Xingyu kept advancing through the divine temple. By now, he had discovered numerous portals within the great hall, though regrettably he had no idea where any of them led.

"Imagawa Jibu Daifu, the duty of rearguard will be entrusted to the Imagawa army. I beg you to accept." Hojo Ujiyasu said solemnly to the bewildered Imagawa Ujizane. He knew full well that the several thousand men under Imagawa Ujizane had not moved at all; if they were assigned the rear, they should be able to hold off the Uesugi army for some time.

"I’m not sure either. Though I can sense that aura belonging to me, I cannot confirm whether that place is truly the one I have in mind," Long Xingyu said with a slight frown.

"Damn it! I told you all to stop. Are you deaf?" Yun Longjian said irritably as he hurled the four of them to the side of the road.

When they were still several miles from Jinglin Village, the group stopped to rest and began assigning tasks.

However, facing the unknown conditions inside, it was far safer for Qin You and Xiu Gui to act together. Only soul shades at the Spirit Forming stage or fifth-tier corpse puppets could barely enter there. For their own safety, both the soul shade and corpse puppet that Xiu Gui controlled were released to scout ahead.

"Hiss—damn it, what in the world is this? Why can’t it be removed?" the naga cried angrily.

In this second battle at Kawanakajima, only a very small number of the nobles of Shinano chose to remain on the sidelines. Aside from the Murakami clan and others whose castles and territories had been seized by the Takeda clan, who then sought refuge under the Long Tail clan, many of the nobles were still coerced by the Takeda clan into joining the Takeda army.

"Lord Governor, can this humble official truly return to Suruga?" Imagawa Ujizane still felt uncertain and asked Chosada.

Pig Eight quit knew he had misspoken and did not know how to answer. Suddenly, the sky darkened all at once. What had just moments ago been sunlight streaming in through the cave mouth was now gone without a trace, and he could not see his own hand before his face.