Volume 1, Chapter 70: Ghost Fang Ridge

The moonlight, like fine gauze, draped over the rugged mountain paths of Ghost Tooth Ridge. Lu Yunduan and his party proceeded with utmost caution, every single step fraught with vigilance. Xiao Han walked ahead to lead the way, turning his head from time to time to check the situation behind them.

"My lord, ahead is the most perilous section of Ghost Tooth Ridge," Xiao Han said in a lowered voice. "We must be exceptionally careful."

Lu Yunduan nodded, a trace of solemnity flashing through his eyes. He could sense the surrounding atmosphere growing increasingly tense, as if some formless threat were lurking within the darkness.

At that very moment, a faint rustling sound drifted over. Li Xuzhou immediately and alertly drew his saber.

"Don't move." Lu Yunduan raised a hand in a gesture to halt, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings like a blazing torch...

Michelle's hands danced in front of her as if she were trying to use body language to speak, her gestures instantly captivating Aaliya.

Even worse, she had no idea that Huo Qishao had handed over everything belonging to the Night Empire. After that, what would become of him?

The few of them were well aware of it, yet no one told Qin Huai; they were simply waiting to see Qin Huai receive the confession and asking him whether he found it surprising and thrilling.

However, since the soul weapon was essentially a part of Xiao Mingxin himself, a single thought was all it took for the demonic energy giant to restore its valiant posture. Clad in armor and wearing a flowing cape, it radiated high-spirited vigor. Its facial features were identical to those of Xiao Mingxin—quite handsome, yet carrying that delicate youthful charm proper to a seventeen-year-old boy.

Angel asked in confusion, having not the slightest familiarity with the name of this evil god.

Some people rode the wind and broke the waves amidst a sea of test papers. Take Qin Huai, for instance; ever since the mock exams began, the school had uniformly ranked and published the scores of all senior students and those in Class Zero. Qin Huai's name had consistently remained at the very pinnacle, standing unmatched, and thus far no one had been able to shake his position.

Lin Yun chuckled softly, noting that Lot didn't even bother to ask why he had tied up Deacon Qi before telling him to release the man, while simultaneously refusing to let him go. The people of the Interstellar Chamber of Commerce truly were birds of a feather.

No sooner had she left for a moment than Qin Huai appeared on the scene with a look of anxious urgency. He was terrified of missing the flight Yu Sheng was taking.

When the four children from the Flower Gate arrived at the Lin family's rainforest, it meant nothing more to him than a few extra mouths to feed, accompanied by a few more complaints and wails during training sessions.

Zuo Feng's face was dark as thunder as he rushed into the arena like a falling star, lifting the heavily injured Zuo Yu from the ruins. The golden battle armor was dented inward quite significantly, which greatly surprised Xiao Mingxin, leading him to surmise that the material of that armor must be extraordinarily special.

"Since the enemy is so advanced, why not deploy the invincible super dreadnoughts?" The four super dreadnoughts had already been promoted into a fleet of myths by Yegor's team, and Dragon Thorn asked probingly.

"Do you have any idea how much a single apartment here costs—two million!" Tang Yansxue muttered in speechlessness when she saw Lin Yun's completely nonchalant expression.

That evening, escorted by a man in black, the divine doctor arrived before Ning Yue. Just as he reached out to check her pulse, Ning Yue snapped awake, grasping his hands tightly while tears streamed down her face like pouring rain.

"The entrance to the great tomb has been opened, and the tomb guardian beast has escaped. This fierce tiger is the incarnation of that tomb guardian beast. If we follow it, we can effortlessly enter the tomb... There's no time to lose! We must hurry and catch up!" Shirley shouted aloud to everyone.

"Brother Qi, I've finished making this for you..." Unable to withstand his profound gaze, Ning Yue hurriedly produced a brocade pouch to distract him from staring.

This phalanx composed of terracotta warriors seemed to stretch on endlessly. We shuttled back and forth among the rows of terracotta warriors, yet failed to catch even a glimpse of Fat Three's shadow.

"It has already been thirteen days. According to our agreement, we should have received Captain Pulong's latest intelligence yesterday, but up to this moment, your subordinate hasn't even caught sight of a mechanical eagle's shadow." The moment he was summoned, the communications officer already anticipated the question Tchaikovsky was going to ask.

Passing through the stone door led into a very short corridor. Traversing this corridor brought one to a stone chamber constructed by stacking rectangular blocks of stone.

Two months flew by in an instant, flashing past like lightning. An elliptical spaceship burst out like lightning from that region bristling with chaotic rocks, resembling an indomitable elf that had traversed mountains and rivers through the vicissitudes of time, exuding an overwhelming sense of pride.

After finishing, Tang Luo channeled his internal energy into the dragon-vein dagger, causing the pitch-black dagger to instantly bloom with an icy, murderous intent.

Listening to the endless stream of sounds from downstairs, Ye Yanqing sighed to himself that the people here were truly wealthy. He had previously fancied himself quite rich given all the herbs he had taken from Han Binghuang, but now he realized how utterly poor he really was; he reckoned he could afford to attend auctions of this caliber at most three times.

That evening upon returning home, Yin Qingruo and Xu Ruolan had not yet returned. With nothing to do, he dumped the dishes from the morning and stir-fried a few fresh ones. It was past nine o'clock when the two of them finally returned, chatting and laughing.

Duanye paused to think, and realized it was indeed true. Historically, the very first thing Liu You did after acquiring supreme military and political power was not something else, but rather rapidly leading troops upstream along the river. Taking advantage of the internal strife within the Qiao family that had carved out a separatist regime in Sichuan, he settled the destiny of the realm in a single battle, pacifying Sichuan so that he could finally rest at ease.

"Alright then. I have another meeting shortly, so I won't keep you all any longer. However, I do have a favor to ask." Bai Jingdong pondered for a moment before speaking.

Zong Tao grasped the sturdy man's hand tightly, his heart overflowing with immense gratitude. Had they not arrived in time, not a single one of his brothers would have likely survived.

Although He Jie also cultivated with extreme diligence, she still hovered stubbornly around the four hundred and sixty-third position on the Heaven and Earth Rankings, and there was even a chance she might be squeezed out of the top five hundred of the rankings next year.

"I just heard Pan Linna say you guys were playing a game over there. What kind of game was it? Count us in as well," said the plump man as he walked over.

"Naturally, it's about my younger brother. Earlier, we even brought up the topic of marriage," the young man of about twenty opposite him replied.

"It's not just the outside; the inside is very similar too. Once you go inside, you'll see!" Qingzhu added with a smile from the side.

Yet, according to the conventions of this era, marriages were dictated by the commands of parents and the words of matchmakers. In truth, the vast majority of people would consider it entirely natural and proper for Tuofuling to marry into the Zheyan family.

As for the weapons and food required for the increased number of troops, the burned forests could completely be converted into military agricultural colonies for farming, and new military colonies could be established on top of them, handed over to these foreign peoples to reclaim and cultivate. Our food supply issue would not be aggravated, and military expenditures would not rise.

Qing Teng smiled from ear to ear; this was precisely the feeling he craved—being surrounded by a constellation of admirers like the moon amidst stars felt simply exhilarating.

These were not human beings, but colossal mechs that appeared with such abruptness that even Jian Wuming failed to react in time.