Chapter 38

After the day-long symposium concluded, a welcome banquet was held that evening. Jiang Yi attended as a mentor for the contestants, accompanied by Zhou Jiadong and his two companions, who were also present as invited guests.

The monkey, roughly the size of a two- or three-year-old child, lay motionless on the tree trunk.

The snow sword in Li Yanmei’s hand could not withstand the pressure and shattered instantly, sending sharp, jagged fragments flying in every direction.

"Suit yourself. You have already traded your merits for your life; dare to roar in this military camp again, and you will die," Jiang Feng said coldly.

If the price were to increase several times over, it would amount to tens of thousands of gold coins. Zhang Yu simply did not have that much money. Of course, even if he could afford it, he would not spend so much; it was neither worth it nor necessary.

"It’s nothing. I just discovered something good." Setting aside the depleted ore, Jiang Huairen picked up another piece imbued with spiritual energy. Operating his technique once more, he absorbed the energy completely, confirming that the method could draw in spiritual power on its own. He realized, however, that it only worked when the ore was held in his hand; it had no effect if the ore was merely placed beside him.

He noticed the subtle shift in his third brother’s expression and felt as though he had begun to understand something.

"You..." Long Feiting desperately wanted to spill everything and let Bo Junyan see Mu Huan’s true colors, but after a moment’s thought, he had no choice but to hold his tongue.

They found it difficult to link all of this to the opening of the Heavenly Pool ruins, as the sixteen peaks had collapsed, whereas they had been perfectly intact before. If these peaks collapsed every time the Heavenly Pool opened, how could they have stood perfectly around it until now?

That meant the chess match within the wall of wind and snow had been grinding on for two hours without a victor yet emerging.

Many people had been crippled, and even more had lost the chance to become crippled at all. According to some accounts, several leaders of student violent organizations had attempted to assassinate Que while he was in the restroom, only to be shoved into the toilets and finished off.

Within his black pupils, a faint blue light flickered, as if woven from reality and illusion—starlight from a distant horizon that drew one in, leaving the observer entranced and dazed.

She sat in the lounge area, her face etched with sorrow, her gaze drifting into the distance. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her lips were pressed shut. Wu Yifan, who had never seen her like this, felt a string in his heart plucked by an invisible hand.

"So, you are trying to stop me?" The smile vanished from Que’s face, replaced by a somber darkness and a profound, twisted gloom.

Lemon noticed a red handle on the electronic instrument nearby that could be gripped and pushed upward.

Xishan Hongye returned to the courtyard. Seeing that it had already taken a rough shape, she felt a flicker of surprise and a wave of curiosity, as there were many novel items present.

"Sister is right. The emergence of this spiritual leader will inevitably lead to social upheaval," said Bai Jinu.

The victory of China in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression completely drove the Japanese forces out of the country, leaving the nations of the world in great shock.

Jordan nodded. On this point, the British government was unequivocal: the balance of power on the European continent could not be broken by Germany. This was the cornerstone of British foreign policy, one that would never waver. Should Germany launch an attack against Russia or France, Britain would immediately enter the war.

Though furious, Mai Ke was stayed by his years of friendship with Josent. He landed in front of Ling Feng and the others, shielding them like an old ox protecting its calves.

The talent of the Blood-Slaughter Demon Butcher was exceptionally high. After hiding in the Heaven-Breaking Valley, he benefited from the abundant spiritual energy and the divine techniques left behind in the Guardian’s Temple, causing his strength to grow by leaps and bounds.

Wei Xiao, a rare genius of the Bat Sect, reached the Spirit User stage at a hundred years old and advanced to the Spirit Scholar stage twenty years later. However, for the hundred years that followed, he made no progress. Even Ye Kunwu, a generation his junior, had already reached the Spirit Venerable stage, while he remained stuck at the Spirit Scholar level.

Without committing to an answer, he suddenly leaned forward, his mouth close to Dong Cheng’s ear. Before he could speak, Dong Cheng recoiled in such terror that he tripped over his own robes and fell in a disheveled heap.

In this game of chess, Liang Chen was the most critical piece. Everything was laid out around him, and his actions set off a chain reaction that altered the fates of everyone else.

"Well, I must go. This cross-boundary transmission consumes too much spiritual sense. Take care of yourself!" The young face of the humanoid flame began to blur, and its eyes, which seemed to resolve into chaotic flickers of fire, revealed a hint of reluctance to part.

Conversely, the Yuanli Academy possessed special methods to test talent. If a Material Wayfarer was found to have exceptional potential, they might be sent to the Yuanli Tower and provided with free elemental magic cores, granting ordinary people a chance to rise in status.

Just as Aochen had sensed, the true form of the Divine Mother was actually a mass of azure ice light, bearing a sixty to seventy percent resemblance to the azure water light emitted by Aochen himself.

The main buildings of the Yasukuni Shrine were blown to pieces. The light from the explosions ignited gasoline, and the raging flames soon set the dry wooden structures ablaze.

"Haha, it was just luck!" Huang Xuanling did not wish to discuss his newly mastered secret technique of mana-infused arrows, so he simply laughed it off to deflect the question.

Given Song Tan’s obsession with money, how could he possibly let anyone take advantage of him? As for the 20-yuan price tag, he hadn’t shaved a single cent off the wholesale cost.

Naturally, the advance of the Dingbian Army was not affected in the slightest. What scenes had they not witnessed? Even thunder would not cause them to change expression. A moment later, Yu Fang ran to the front of Xiao Yi’s horse.

Xiao Yi and Guo Jia listened intently to Jia Xu’s suggestions. To employ a strategy of division, one had to fully understand the opponent’s character to turn the tide and achieve twice the result with half the effort. Especially in intelligence work, no detail could be ignored; Guo Jia had already grown accustomed to operating this way.

After the disciples finished, they exchanged glances, already aware of the results. They all looked at Di Xin with pity, and even the ninth senior brother, Bodhizi, cast a look of disdain his way.

Even from five or six meters away, Macaulay could feel the undercurrents swirling in the air. His sixth sense told him that if he stepped into that space, something terrible would happen.