Chapter 26

Seeing the disdainful looks from the crowd, Lin Yang wondered if he had overacted.

"Prepare for battle. If they haven't arrived yet, we will hold our ground until they do. Victory will surely be ours!" Lin Qi said, clenching his fist.

The guard captain’s smile grew even wider upon seeing the wooden box; after all, this was a cold-resistant elixir refined by the master of the Imperial Observatory official.

Lost in deep thought, Yun Mengxue failed to notice someone emerging from the doorway. By the time she realized she needed to stop, she had already collided squarely into the person’s chest, her foot unceremoniously stepping onto their expensive, polished black leather shoe.

No one could have known the indescribable pain Yun Mengxue felt as she spoke those words. Luo Haochen nodded slightly, admitting that he deserved to be scolded—and that a scolding was the least of what he deserved. Seeing Luo Haochen’s complete admission of fault, Yun Mengxue found it hard to bear; this was not the Luo Haochen she remembered.

The brine slowly accumulated, filling the well in a single day. Li Baocheng had Zhang Juncai build several simple stoves next to the well, placed large pots on them, hauled over a pile of loose coal, and began boiling the salt. Finding the efficiency too low, he had the villagers clear and tamp down several plots of land, surrounded by thirty-centimeter-high embankments.

Sea-soul algae, like the Fallen Sea Star, grows in the ocean and absorbs the power of the sea; it is inherently cold and, even more terrifyingly, when consumed alone, it stimulates the nerves and induces a berserker-like state.

Emperor Huizong’s obsession with Taoism was not merely due to the bewitchment of a few Taoist priests. He himself delved deep into various Taoist classics. Furthermore, having passed the age of fifty, his energy and vitality were no longer what they had been in his prime; his attachment to wealth and glory, combined with his fear of death, made him yearn for immortality or the attainment of Taoist transcendence.

Upon hearing Wang Fu’s grumbling, Wang Feng offered a faint, indifferent smile. Deep within that expression, however, lay a trace of astonishment; clearly, he had not expected the latter to recover so quickly.

Lian Xiang and Li Da remained silent. Lian Xiang did not speak, and Li Da did not know how to explain the situation.

At this moment, Wang Zhan had shed his previous lack of confidence. Now, filled with boundless assurance, he led his men to march on Cloud City.

As for Ling Gengqiu’s thoughts, Tong Zhentian did not know what to say. With Ling Gengqiu’s strength, he could go anywhere he pleased; a mere Dangyang Sect was nothing to him.

Leng Ziyan only wanted Elder Lu to bear the entire burden of this blame. As for anything else, she had no time to think. Now that Shao Yitian was demanding an explanation, she did not know how to provide one.

Previously, Qin Tian had attempted to send troops for a direct assault, but the Dragon Mausoleum City had held firm, and with their superior numbers, he had been forced to retreat empty-handed.

Those divine thunderbolts were incredibly thick, each one resembling a mountain peak, dark purple and black, taking the form of purple lightning dragons. A mere glance from afar was enough to leave one shaken, vomiting blood, and on the brink of death.

Regarding the specific steps for the decisive battle, the Five Elements Emperor had already briefed the saints present in detail.

Liu Gaoliang’s expression shifted slightly. He immediately commanded the Abyss Ghost Mother to swallow the flying blade, but the blade, sensing the danger, retreated in advance. The long ribbons thrown by the Abyss Ghost Mother were shredded to pieces, failing to ensnare it.

Before Shi Huihai could speak, Zeng Sikui burst into laughter, staring at Qin Tian with disdain, a contemptuous smile curling the corner of his mouth.

Yesterday, Xu Rong had advised Dong Zhuo to withdraw his troops early, and Dong Zhuo had been so enraged he nearly slaughtered him on the spot! Why was he suggesting an early retreat again now? Was he not afraid that if Dong Zhuo found out later, he would be torn to pieces?

Seeing Baili Ronghua still looking dazed and bewildered, Baili Yanqi amusedly pulled her toward his room.

Su Junge felt a bit embarrassed. After all the intimate things they had experienced, saying "thank you" now felt rather pretentious.

"As expected, it’s different without the interference of the wind barrier... If we consider pure strength, this guy is not even as good as the Tyrant Dragon..." Katherine thought, feeling a sense of relief after successfully blocking the Steel Dragon’s attack.

"Thank you, Brother Mo. Take care of yourself. If you can, wait for me at the Divine Domain Nest. After I return, I will take you to my sect." Xi Nianmo rushed into the array gate.

This sudden outbreak of strange beasts left them with no choice but to hold the competition there. After all, the elites of the five great empires were present, and if the beasts broke through the line of defense and entered the mainland, all five empires would be affected, so the other four empires dared not reject the proposal.

If she did not go to the Valley of the Buried Gods, she would inevitably be chosen by one of the three families that had come to propose marriage. There were advantages to all three coming at once, but the disadvantage was that there was no way out. It would surely devolve into a duel, and the winner would become her, Qu You’s, Dao companion.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Feng Hao recalled how he had been pestering her for the past few days, so he simply held her awkwardly and did nothing else.

"Who are you? What is the matter?" Wang Bingying asked, supporting Mao Jindao’s arm.

Just as he was about to act, the Nine Nether Cloak suddenly stirred. He received information in his mind that left him ecstatic: the Nine Nether Cloak had been incinerating the soul of the Heavenly Cold Dragon Emperor, absorbing a vast amount of yin-cold energy, which had caused the cloak to evolve.

In this way, Chen Tian continued to absorb the battle energy within the magic core, fully stabilizing his cultivation; the amount of energy his dantian could contain far exceeded that of an early-stage Great Martial Master.

Xue Jiagning hurriedly lowered her head, her face turning crimson from her ears down to her neck—it was too embarrassing.