Volume 1, Chapter 58: Confrontation

Lu Yunduan hurried toward the west of the city with Yang Xiuwen, the dull thud of their boots striking the ground being the only sound in the night.
"Sir, the area where the suspects were spotted is just ahead," Yang Xiuwen lowered his voice to say.
Amid the chatter, ten o'clock finally arrived. Fletcher checked the blankets for each of her sisters one by one; although it was still hot during the day, it was already getting a bit chilly at night. She announced, "Alright, everyone, time for bed." The entire Fletcher family stayed in one room, occupying the largest room in the naval garrison.
Once this session of dual cultivation concluded, both parties slipped out of that wondrous state. Sensing someone outside his room and calculating the time—half a month had already passed—Lin Yang had no choice but to emerge.
"Beep, beep, beep. Target detected transmitting a signal; transmission blocked." Yet, faced with the overwhelming technological gap, the probe lacked even the capability to transmit a signal back to Earth.
"Ha, I've just taken down a Zero!" the pilot who shot down the Japanese Zero fighter cheered ecstatically.
After another chase of ten meters or so, woof, woof, woof! Black Egg finally stopped, barking furiously in front of a cave entrance. The opening was about half a person's height. Taking a closer look, Tianze spotted a few long white hairs scattered around the rim. Could this be the lair of the White Wolf King? Tianze's eyes instantly lit up.
"You clearly swallowed us into your belly earlier, and now you're denying it? Didn't you feel your stomach kicking up a fuss just now? Didn't you feel like something sharp pierced right through you?" Manshengheng asked.
If cultivators in the realm of immortality accumulate too much karmic debt from slaughter, the might of the heavenly tribulation when breaking through major bottlenecks will often be far greater than that of others. These are the punitive mechanisms of the great universe.
The Japanese army committed their main forces to this offensive, which was precisely what Qin Shou had hoped for. If the Japanese army could be made to suffer several thousand casualties in this assault, the remaining troops of the Japanese 33rd Division would no longer pose any concern.
Although Emilia was somewhat startled by this, she said nothing and quietly accepted the responsibility.
Those four dragons were utterly insignificant among true dragons, yet they posed a tremendous threat to mortals, especially in such a confined space where there was virtually nowhere to evade dragon breath. Fortunately, this time the adventurers had come fully prepared.
The Ninth Prince was momentarily stunned. He looked at Dongge Miaoyi, who opened her folding fan and smiled triumphantly, saying, "A deposit. According to the rules of the Gourmet House, this five taels of gold is merely a holding fee. If the person doesn't show up within half an hour—no, wait, if the person does come, these five taels of gold will cover the cost of the fruit tea." She was the mastermind behind this scheme.
Perhaps only just realizing that I was someone with true capability, Meng Ze shifted his body to stand in front of me, whispering, "Don't be afraid."
During the second semester of his junior year, on the playground of Nanjing University, he gifted a maple leaf to Yu Qingqing.
Meanwhile, Uncle Qi had already set out for Haojing to seek an audience, report on the annual harvest, and present the yearly tribute. Uncle Zhao had departed from the State of Qi, leaving behind Duke You of Zheng's personal guard locally. They intercepted the messenger attempting to deliver the news to Uncle Qi, submitting their report to the King a step ahead.
Qin Munsheng frowned, grabbed her still-struggling arms, bound them together with his necktie, and secured them to the head of the bed.
This was her child. This was her child—the child she ordinarily couldn't bear to strike or scold.
"Cool!" Qilin gave a thumbs-up in praise. It seemed Dunhuang was truly wealthy and bold, handling matters with such supreme dominance.
Bao Si tied the final knot on her robes, patted Ji Gongsheng's wide cloak, took a step back, and looked up at him with eyes full of reverence. Pressing her lips together, her expression remained utterly serene.