Volume 1, Chapter 125: Not a Single Coward

It seems the head of the guards was not well-informed. Listening to their confident shouts, Meng Jingye felt their situation was precarious.

Qiming’s face broke into a smile. At this moment, both Qiming himself and his replica laughed in unison on a mental level.

With just a gentle sip, Ye Chen could sense the rich fragrance; this flavor could instantly overturn a city dweller's conventional understanding of chicken soup.

Whenever the Day of Divine Descent arrives, a solemn and grand ceremony is held annually on the Oracle Island, the headquarters of the Supreme Church, located in the vast sea southwest of the Empire. Only the clergy on the holy island and the most devout believers from across the Empire are qualified to gather there and participate in this sacred ritual.

"Exactly." Ian nodded, then raised his sheathed longsword. He had no intention of wasting words on these thugs and scoundrels.

Xia Tiannan rubbed his head, which throbbed from the alcohol. Indeed, expanding the combat personnel was a major problem, whether it be sailors or the guard force. Qiongzhou is an island with vast land and sparse population; its population density is already lower than that of the interior. Furthermore, having enjoyed peace for so long, it is very difficult to recruit enough people who are willing to go to the battlefield.

At this moment, the audience in the livestream room also began to express their indignation, many wishing Ye Chen would just kill them.

The secluded alley was deserted. Zhou Guoxin felt like crying, yet had no tears. Could it be that everyone had fallen victim to the Qiongzhou Battalion, leaving him all alone?

It seemed his cousin-in-law was truly willing to cooperate with the treatment. Qin Hanzhen finally felt relieved and immediately sent word to her grandfather, Qin Bo.

Qin Hanzhen had not expected him to know these things; he must have heard them from Wu Shaoying. Her cousin-in-law had certainly put in a lot of effort while on the boat heading south.

When the man in black pointed at Xu Zhe, the crowd's expressions shifted. They grew wary, secretly wondering if this man in black had been specifically hired by some damned soul to deal with Xu Zhe.

Although it was already midnight, the Glory Hotel was still bustling with customers. As police sirens wailed continuously, curious onlookers rushed over, and soon a large crowd gathered.

Perhaps it was because parting was near, or perhaps because such rainy weather was perfect for drinking, these people sat around the dining table, laughing and talking calmly. Yet, deep down, they all felt a pent-up energy, wanting to let loose one last time. In the end, they got their wish, and almost all of them ended up drunk.

Moreover, the Nether True Essence had become freezing cold, capable of freezing space and solidifying true fire with every drop.

Silence, nothing but silence! Even Jack was shocked; perhaps there was one exception, Zhang Yao, in whose eyes a hint of a smile appeared.

The elderly man surnamed Li did not hesitate. With a wave of his long sleeve, a white jade slip flew out. He muttered an incantation, and in an instant, the white jade slip trembled several times.

"Even if more of you come today, you will only be adding a few more corpses to Ji Shuibai," Ji Fan sneered.

Rolling to a safe distance, Xu Zhe immediately sprang up from the ground. Seizing the moment when Zhao Lanshan was caught off guard, he launched a fierce attack.

It was a pity that they spent their whole lives using sinister intentions to calculate and guess what was in others' minds, never once thinking that if Liu Hao and his group had wanted to use such weapons against them, they would have done so from the start; there would have been no need to wait until now.

"It’s alright, Auntie. Brother Liang has been very busy lately; I understand that," Mu Ling’er said with a smile.

In addition, we noticed that Lin Qihua seems to have made an agreement with Gu Yuhan to strive to create a few more songs. Can we look forward to the surprises this talented pair will bring us? Lin Qihua’s love songs have always been highly anticipated, and this time will be no exception.

Ning Jing glanced at Ximier and Yibei ahead, then looked at Jiang Nan’s arm. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and linked her arm with his.

Lu Tian also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this guy was rather arrogant; if there had really been five or even seven people ganging up on him, even with his peak strength, he would have had to flee. These people were all top-tier geniuses; he could handle one or two, but five or six would be a stretch.

At this moment, the haughty Immortal Soldiers had lost their former majesty, each one completely subdued.

Lu Tian looked back into the endless chaos, where a massive object, wrapped in chaotic energy and earthy yellow in color, loomed.

"Of course, I’m your brother. How could I lie to you? I will never lie to you in this life," Lu Yu said, ruffling her hair.

Upon hearing that he had obtained 2 million resource points for completing a mission, adding to the over 1 million points he had already saved, Li Junhao now had a total of over 3 million resource points. Feeling wealthy and bold, he immediately ordered the recruitment of soldiers to form the Second Division.

The area beneath the Holy City was hollow. Back when Yu Yu’s cultivation realm was not yet high enough, several whirlpools appeared in the water of Wangjiang River—very strange whirlpools. Later, Zhao Wuji led people down to investigate personally, and many major sects of the ancient Daoist grounds, and even super-sects, sent people down, but nothing was found.

The so-called "red sleeves adding fragrance at night and boiling wine to discuss heroes"—this atmosphere was just right, showing that the host had put in a good deal of effort.