Chapter 53: A Sense of Crisis

The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind lashed against the window lattice, seeping a piercing chill into the room.

Feng Ruxing’s brows knitted slightly, and the teacup in her hand had already lost its warmth.

The hurried report coming from outside the door sounded like a sudden thunderclap, exploding across the calm lake of her heart.

"At the city gates... all the cargo has been confiscated!" The trembling voice of the messenger carried an unmasked panic.

In an instant, a biting sense of crisis surged like a tidal wave into Feng Ruxing’s heart.

Something that could be called a fine delicacy by the Divine Son, whose palate was notoriously difficult to please, could not possibly taste bad, and it was bound to be an exceptional treasure.

Besides, Tianxin Internet Cafe was currently swamped beyond measure; the bottom-lane inhibitor had been destroyed, the top-lane inner turret dismantled, leaving only a lonely Nexus. They had to guard against Jax backdoor-pushing at any moment. Only now did they truly feel the terrifying tactical power of a 1-3-1 split-push.

"Hmph, can't you show a little spine? People are already riding roughshod over your face and cursing at you," Li Jinxuan said, glaring fiercely at Lin Hao.

"Master, news from the capital should arrive sometime this afternoon," Dong Gong said, well aware that Ba Xiong had appeared earlier, and knowing that his master regarded Ba Xiong as a thorn in her side.

"This match is won by Zhou Xiaowan! Will the passerby C from the XX Sect please take the stage!" Lin Yuxi walked down with an incredulous look on her face.

"Those two Rebirth Butterflies, where did you get them?" Liu Zhen stared at the Enchantress, stepping forward aggressively.

Only Tuluo refused to believe it. The more she came to understand this young man, the more she knew it was simply impossible for him to let prisoners be rescued out of carelessness—unless the perpetrator was someone as overwhelmingly powerful as a regional champion, something truly extraordinary must have happened.

Xie Yuge was scared half to death, but hearing her cousin’s casual tone, she couldn't help but sigh in wonder.

In the front lobby, those who had taken part in the tier-four examination had not left yet, anxiously awaiting the notices. They were brimming with anticipation, hoping their names would appear on the list of qualifiers and that they would receive the tier-four badge symbolizing the identity of a tier-four apothecary.

Ba Xiong had been keeping watch over Luoshang. Hearing her say this, he decisively stepped forward, grabbed Tu Teng by the back of his collar, and dragged him outward.

Those who failed the tribulation of the Ten-Thousand-Year Sovereign five times were certainly inferior in strength to a true Sovereign, yet the gap was not all that wide.

Fundamentally, the force in Tian Tian’s hands consisted of only his own group of five, so he had to borrow external momentum.

She had never expected that Yue Junhao would now set his sights on her, nor had she anticipated that Qi Tianling would brazenly help Yue Junhao carry out such a scheme.

His footsteps were ethereal, his swordsmanship possessed an otherworldly grace, and coupled with his handsome visage, he exuded an indescribable elegance and a rich, captivating aura.

The Northern Wind of today was no longer the Northern Wind of before, one who would be contaminated merely by gazing too long at the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Xuanzong declared resolutely, "Just like the Tanglong incident of years past, my mind is made up and will never be changed!" Three years ago, he had made a similar decision, thoroughly subduing the Wei and Wu factions in one fell swoop. Bringing it up again now showed just how resolute his will was.

After snapping back to their senses, the great black ox and the giant toad felt rather embarrassed; the advantage they had seized this time was simply too massive, making even the toad and the ox—whose hide was thicker than city walls—blush with burning shame.

That scorching sensation grew heavier and heavier. The intermittent flashes of consciousness made the scenes before Leng Qi’s eyes feel disjointed and fragmented, like flipping through a comic book.

Our army only needs to deploy a single aviation regiment to secure air supremacy; for the British Empire’s forces to mount an attack would be harder than ascending to heaven.

Then, imbued with multiple layers of murderous intent and a uniquely flavored tone, words tumbled out from Tian Tian’s mouth one by one.

Seeing that Gong Shaoxie’s attitude wasn't all that bad and that he seemed rather pleased with Xu Yifeng, Gong Xianxian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jumian, you've come too. This roast duck tastes pretty good. Hey, don't you even think about snatching it from me!" Lanzi stuffed another piece of roast duck into her mouth, both cheeks bulging.

"Then just call me if there's anything else you want." Gong Shaoxie was romantic-blind to an absolute extreme.