Chapter 42

Though a tactic as common as dirt in the 21st century, its widespread use only proves its effectiveness. A large wooden house stood with open doors, bustling with activity as people came and went. Not far down the mountain lay a lively market where merchants from all directions traded goods—northern nomads hawked furs and livestock, while Han merchants from the Central Plains exchanged silk, salt, and iron. Manman was looking for an old-fashioned restaurant with tasteful decor, yet it was strangely deserted. What was the deal with the low tables and absence of chairs? Patrons sat on mats in the（kneeling）posture, which felt uncomfortable to Yongjiu, who preferred high tables and stools. As the lead man finished speaking, a flash of light preceded a loud whooshing sound, and Zhao Yuan sped toward the Song Palace. The Great Elder muttered to himself, and the other elders paled, hurrying off in different directions to prepare for the ritual. After much deliberation, Tianxia Wuzui and Murong Daotian handed Qin Feng a ring and necklace. However, they dared not confront Huan Yan in the Valley of No Return; their current strength wasn't enough, as their（demonic energy）could only be fully unleashed after enduring a heavenly tribulation. Those who came to North America were later betrayed by the Hong Kong-Taiwan gangs and were forced to form their own gang, establishing a stronghold in Chinatown. There was something intangible and uncontrollable about their power that troubled William—was it foresight? "Hehe, no need. We both got what we wanted. But if you regret it now, it's not too late!" Youyan reminded. The congressmen finally understood—the so-called "works" of the Entertainer were holographic documentaries of their rebellion against the Evil Seed Fleet. "Futian, compared to the chaotic Warring States period, isn't the establishment of the one-country-one-village system progress?" asked the Thousand-Footed Zhuzhi. "Alright, Sister Man, I was wrong. How about I treat everyone to a meal today?" Ye Xuan surrendered with hands raised. Shen Ning rubbed her eyes open, her face flushed with a post-sleep haze, staring blankly at him. "Just say what you want. Why all the roundabout talk?" Ye Xuan said nonchalantly. A mid-level powerhouse, at least! Chen You quickly assessed the Angel of Purity's biological abilities out of professional habit. Golden pathways stretched from the Ultimate Continent, standing tall outside the Eternal Demon Gate. The fundamental difference between mortals and immortals lies in their understanding of the laws of nature—mortals cannot control them, but once one ascends to immortality, they can grasp or even create their own laws. Yet, Yu Yue was willing to leave because she still wanted to play with fireballs with Liu Mengqi, her gaze shifting toward her. "Will you surrender?" Lin Jian asked, his face more haggard than yesterday's, though his resolve seemed stronger, as if he had made a momentous decision. Years ago, if someone had told Liu Piao that the Empress Dowager would do something so foolish, he wouldn't have believed it. Time changes people, and now they hardly recognize each other. At this moment, Han Feng and Han Wuzhi had already leaped out of the Han family's domain, hovering in the sky. From within, countless chains shot out from the clan's protective formation, wreaking havoc everywhere. Zhao Jia's few dozen men entered the fortress, where only three original guards remained, the rest being new reinforcements. Gongsun Ao was injured in battle, but fortunately, it wasn't severe—applied medicine and bandages would have him healed in no time. The villa rumored to be haunted, Yang Tianming believed there was something strange about it. Dodging bullets, Xiao Yao's gaze landed on Orlando, the nearest target, and she（smirked）as she swiftly swam toward him. Last night, he had blurted out that she should deliver all the soup to Yan Qingzhou, and she had actually done so. Feng Yue glanced up to see a guard giving her a look. Understanding the signal, she gripped her halberd tightly and followed the guards out of the palace in formation. On the other side, someone in a bright red dress and veiled face boarded the Guanzhi carriage. Yue Ming didn't understand, but Wei Renwu's expression suggested he had found something important in the drawer—though there was nothing inside.