Volume One, Chapter 52: Steel Grinding

This time, the obstacle blocking their way was even more terrifying. At the forefront stood a man of Sword Saint caliber, and beside him was a Mage Saint. The main force of the Americans was concentrated on Huo Yuanjia’s front—Mia could see this clearly on the surveillance feed. That was also the reason John had arranged for their feint—to pin down the Americans’ main force.

“There are quite a lot of them, over a hundred. These idiots didn’t even get down during the shelling, and many are badly wounded,” Lü Xiangyang replied.

Now, with the blueprints for top-tier level-three warships easily within reach, yet this Yurian remained shrouded in mystery, Fiji could not help but suspect his true identity.

Now only two enemy robots remained conscious. They immediately began to counterattack Fang Hua, but, unfortunately, all their advantages had already slipped away.

Sarah was stunned. She knew Oloi was powerful, but she had never expected him to be this strong.

In fact, even the most basic tasks on the E4, such as dropping anchor—simple as they were—couldn’t be completed until the F-217 ship arrived at the crash site to offer technical support, and only then did they finally find a suitable anchoring spot.

Jinx watched Sivir with curiosity—this was not the Sivir she knew.

Perhaps fortune had turned in their favor, or perhaps Soa’s prayer before throwing the explosive crystal had worked: the crystal rolled to a stop right in the patrol’s path, looking just like an ordinary stone, drawing no attention whatsoever.

Ding Baixue’s hand trembled as she put the cigarette to her lips; after several tries, she still couldn’t get it to light.

Only now did Shang Liyuan fix her gaze on Jing Yu, whose eyes were tightly closed, as her thoughts gradually drifted far away.

The chef nodded calmly and spoke softly. Even with only a vague understanding, he made sure to display composure—a fundamental virtue of a competent seafaring cook.

Lucci’s expression was grim; he frowned deeply, stepping nimbly through the air, dodging the relentless barrage of the giant snake cannon like a butterfly weaving through flowers.

These poems, songs, lyrics, and essays—she stood in the vast palace hall, tranquil and clear-minded, her gaze sweeping around. There were so many types, so many styles and themes, over a hundred pieces, yet not all by the same hand.

The man had already leaped like a great bird, landing directly on the Moby Dick, and with a forceful step, he propelled himself toward another spot on the open sea.

Feeling the intense and restless surge of spiritual energy ahead, it was clear that whatever was causing this must be at least at the Qi Refinement stage or above. As Bai Qiu seemed intent on going over, Li Yang spoke out to warn her.

Though both Zhang Chun and Zeng Bu harbored resentment toward the Liao, the reality was clear: the Liao had made no excessive demands, so they could only advise the emperor to wait a few more years and meanwhile had Zhang Jie build fortresses on the border to guard against a Tangut raid.

Another matter: after High Official Gao left Yang Jian in the palace, he was attacked on the road—not gravely injured, but his lineage was lost.

“Reporting, Instructor! I understand! I’ll give my all during the competition!” Wang Yanbing quickly corrected himself.

After a round of praise and acclaim from Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and others, and then a round of nitpicking from Wei Zheng toward Li Er, Wang Xingxin, who hadn’t fallen asleep, saw the court fall silent and sat up straight, waiting for the coming storm.

The Soul Hunter Commander was cloaked in black, wearing a menacing demon mask with a blue face and sharp fangs, terrifying to behold.

After receiving the Beast King’s order, the Snow Leopard Beast King did not immediately execute it. Instead, he led his three brothers to continue pursuing the Snow Crystal Fairy, planning to seize her body, enhance their own power, and only then proceed east to capture the scripture-seekers and the imperial troops. Thus, the Snow Crystal Fairy now faced a dire, life-or-death ordeal.

“What’s this?” The Blood Slave Mark had just entered Klinel’s brow when a dazzling white light radiated from his forehead. Jiang Huairen faintly saw a man with a pair of white wings, clad in feather-like garments and crowned with a halo. Was this a bird-man? It was Jiang Huairen’s first time seeing such a thing.

Jiang Huairen shook his head. As for the Divine Realm, he only knew a little from the old Daoist; as for the Immortal Realm, he only heard of it from Wei Fancheng. Truth be told, Jiang Huairen knew nothing at all.

Lu Yingxue’s efficiency was beyond reproach; all the house-buying procedures were completed that very day, and the keys were handed over to Jiang Yi.

The relentless barrage sounded like rolling thunder, raising terrifying waves as they besieged the fiery red bird conjured by Azhu.

Both Chiyou stone statues were part of this exhibition, but the city museum had only displayed one; the other remained sealed away, its location known to only a select few.

“Sir, I’ll perform acupuncture on you today, and after this, you won’t need further sessions. You also won’t need to take those immunosuppressants anymore; if you keep taking them, your health will suffer,” Jiang Yi said with a smile.

The seven quickly regained their senses. Realizing they were on the Skybreaker Ship, they knew the matter was settled, and understanding their own situations, they cupped their hands in gratitude.

Lin Yan snorted, not even bothering to reply, ignoring the heartless man and continuing on her way.

Seeing the two finally seated at the table, I let out a heavy sigh of relief—at least now I could eat a proper meal in peace.

But the two simply brushed past each other. She left his world, and his life gradually faded from her memory.

At this, Tian Xuan unconsciously sighed, as if lamenting the fate of noble families, or perhaps the relentless passage of time.

Having survived a life-and-death ordeal, Lone Maple’s character had changed greatly, and he now understood that he could not achieve his ambitions alone.

Earlier in the alley, if not for someone’s intervention and for the two men’s desperate pleas, he would have killed them already. But after sparing them, they turned on him again. Lin Yan was furious and made up his mind—he would never let them go again.