Volume 1 Chapter 95: Ambition

"Don't worry, I won't let them take Qiqi and the others away," Lin Xiao vowed, thumping his chest.

Therefore, Xue Qinghan could only take the second path: using stones from other mountains to polish jade, making himself a great furnace of the Way, gathering countless sword intents to refine his own sword path, hammering it into shape through the most brutal means to achieve the transcendence of his sword path.

An old man with long hair and white eyebrows, wearing a cyan Taoist robe and carrying a Breeze Sword on his back, looking around fifty years old, flew into the place.

Ji Yuancheng patted him on the shoulder. At that moment, the senior disciple felt his image grow tall and radiant as he offered the comfort of steadfast faith to a lost lamb.

Upon learning the news, Yinzhen arranged for Galudai to study Buddhist scriptures in Mongolian. She was rather half-hearted about learning Mongolian, and to avoid any misstep that might cross the Empress Dowager's bottom line, Yinzhen could only insist that she study diligently.

Shi Zhiyi wove her way through the clouds. In this peculiar space suffused with a rippling azure glow, Richard finally had the chance to ask her some questions.

For a time, public opinion was trending overwhelmingly in one direction. Some information was concealed and sealed off, while other tidbits were deliberately released by those with ulterior motives and spread far and wide throughout the desolate city.

The mother bear glanced at her mate, and seeing him give her three thumbs up, immediately nodded in understanding.

According to the plan, the Tang Group would build a new office building behind Tianyang Company.

"Su Peisheng, have the eldest brother, the ninth, and the tenth come over." Anger churned within Yinzhen's heart.

"I think we should go and look for them." Headmaster Dumbledore's expression was grave. Harry was the savior and successor he had sought for years; he had already resolved to nurture him, so how could he abandon him from the very start?

Unsurprisingly, Chen Yun had no time to react. He could only watch wide-eyed as the puppet's attack struck him square on. Sent flying backward, he felt an immense force slam into his chest; a sweetness rose in his mouth, and blood sprayed forth, tracing a crimson arc through the air.

Woken by the commotion, Xiazhi got out of bed as well. After washing up, she went downstairs to find Xia Aiguo and Xia Aidang had also been roused and were nodding off against the sofa, still half-dazed.

The group climbed the city wall and, following the guards' directions, gazed into the distance. At the mountain pass opposite, dust roiled and banners fluttered as a contingent of troops charged to the foot of the city.

In a few years' time, the scientific prowess of the Dragon Country would surely surpass that of the Beautiful Country, making it the leading technological power on this blue planet.

"Attack?" Zhentian and Lingfeng exchanged glances and said in unison. Even upon hearing the same word from each other, neither's brow relaxed in the slightest.

However, before that, Voldemort, fearing death, had already used dark magic to create Horcruxes.

"Give Old Wei's team more funding, or they won't be able to acquire the venues!!" Yang Fu reminded without even lifting his head.

After turning it over in his mind, Zhao Zhengce still couldn't come up with a good solution—needless to say, he was thoroughly frustrated. In the end, he simply stopped thinking about it. He would cross the river by feeling the stones underfoot and take it one step at a time.

In his fury, Zuo Cheng had already seized the enemy commander's entire family to face judgment. The one who took over the post was, as the Intelligence Camp had predicted, one of the three candidates—and the most reckless and impetuous of them at that.

And so, the tense atmosphere of internal conflict was finally resolved. With past grievances dissolved, everyone turned back to discussing how to cross the lava lake and leave the Immortal-Burning Platform, suspended as it was between heaven and earth.

More people knew of this light barrier, but not many had truly seen what it looked like activated, for it was a magical ward typically employed in places of great significance such as imperial palaces and fortresses.

"I think he's trying to strike a balance," a short, fat, balding fellow said hesitantly, looking thoughtfully at the man on the sofa.

The Wudang Taoist Saint's tattered robe, stained with blood and grime, had long since been replaced with a yellow-brocaded royal garment. His countenance, which once carried a rather otherworldly air, now revealed seven parts scholarly elegance and three parts martial valor. The dangling empty sleeve where his arm had been lost rested casually at his side, while his left hand gripped a sword sheath upright between his legs.

"Sister Lan, is something the matter? I was just sleeping, and my sweet dream was interrupted halfway through." Momo said with a plaintive pout.

"Someone did this on purpose!" After saying it, the two stared at each other in surprise, then burst into laughter at the same time.

As for Ziya, he didn't even get the chance to put on a show of aloofness before Sanyi Sheng brought him back. This time, Ji Chang did afford him considerable face, personally coming out of the city to welcome him, which at last set Ziya's mind somewhat at ease.

After another group passed by, guided by the Tianshan Child Maiden, Ye Feng slipped through the imperial garden during the gap between patrols and made his way deep into the palace.

"Hehehe, you'll make Sister proud!" Meng Lanya's dimples showed as she smiled sweetly.

Though the robot legion had many micro-drones, they lacked sufficient firepower to neutralize the purple psionic flames burning around Bai Zhi.

He straightened up, turned around, and stared fixedly at the white statue behind him. That was a statue Feng Qingge had personally sketched—who would have thought it would appear here, and even be capable of playing tricks at that.

The orb of light crashed into the ground, and the white plasma it scattered covered an area of nearly a hundred meters.

The defensive strategy was equally mindless—switch on every screen. And unlike the first quarter, Qiao Hai refused to double-team James.

From time to time, the Shuntian Prefecture and the Five City Military Command would jointly organize officers and soldiers to search inns and guild halls. Without a household registration document to prove one's identity, one would be in serious trouble.

His adopted son Zhao Baole was ruthless as well. He took eight thousand taels from the other party, then used a thousand of it to bribe Zhao Hengyou's jailer. And so the unchallenged king of Taizhou's business world ended up dying in prison under unclear circumstances—a wrongful and pitiable fate.

The liquidation of his Amazon stock was a result of Qiao Hai's memories from his previous life. It wasn't that Amazon's stock was at its peak value at the time—in fact, Qiao Hai couldn't even remember when Amazon stock was worth the most.

"Even if I didn't have to stay in Cloud Country, I have other things to do." With a faint smile, Mu Cangyun said no more.

Gao Linglong blinked, then sat back down in her seat. Fu Ning, feeling a bit put out, also produced her gift. What followed was Zhang Hao receiving gifts until his hands grew weary, for every friend who came had brought something, regardless of the gift's value.