Chapter 59: The Town of Yucca

I was already aware of this, and it was hardly a royal secret, so I felt no surprise upon hearing Zhou Ruo mention it.

"Hehe, I'm out!" Just as Xia Yang was worrying about the sword spirit's safety, the sword spirit shot out a beam of sword qi and then flashed back into view.

I wouldn't call this offering guidance; I am merely repeating someone else's words. As for the meaning of this phrase, it is, of course, quite self-explanatory.

The Grand Tutor stared blankly at the two cups representing Jiangzhou and Hezhou, a thoughtful expression settling across his face.

Zhao Liansheng reached out and took the cigarette, though he didn't light it immediately. Instead, he offered Wang Zijun a silent smile—a smile that struck precisely the right balance between humility and self-respect.

The advantage of a werewolf is that they don't ask too many whys. Just point in a direction and let them bound off happily.

Wang Zijun's words were like sharp blades, each one striking straight at Lin Jianglun's fatal weaknesses and leaving him with nowhere to hide.

"Could it be that they've been locked away for too long, their bodies have rusted, and consequently their combat effectiveness has plummeted?" Gu Tie wondered in puzzlement.

The extraterrestrial demons of the Profound Yellow Great World were largely just constructs formed by the convergence of vital energy through specific operational patterns of power. The vast majority possessed only extremely advanced artificial intelligence. To Wang Li, their existence did not feel like that of native living creatures, but rather like manufactured entities created for a specific purpose.

Although it was a provincial party committee residential compound, everyone living here was an official at the departmental level or above. In particular, the villa area separated off entirely by a red brick wall was a deeply mysterious place in Jiang City. In terms of design, it truly achieved a realm where people walked upon greenery, cars drove beneath the shade of trees, houses nestled amidst blooming flowers, and a tranquil garden existed right in the bustling heart of the city.

Just as Wen Yan was feeling immensely pleased with herself for obtaining a fine shield, Ye Zhi suddenly spun around, and a shadow like a slithering serpent instantly lunged forward.

Crossing the iron chain bridge, one reached the mountain opposite. There were manually carved stone steps leading upward, and right at the entrance of the steps, a very inconspicuous sign reading "White Deer Villa" was finally found, half-hidden among the bushes.

The soldier brother was utterly fearless, nor did he harbor any suspicions of a conspiracy. If anyone deliberately intended to lead him into a trap, they had certainly picked the wrong person. Given his own martial prowess, he had absolute confidence that he would never be ambushed.

The world has changed... Though it cannot yet be felt, Priest knows that all of this is merely the prelude. When the gods step forth from their dwellings, when the heavenly realm completely merges into the mortal world, and when the entire ethos of the empire is thoroughly revitalized, the ancient world of Myrkova will burst forth with entirely new vitality.

"Eldest Young Master, you're back so late?" The servant responsible for opening the front hall door of the main building was startled to see Su Jue.

Qin Ling felt deeply helpless, yet he was equally grateful for Wang Xinmei's staunch support. What else could he do in a situation like this? He had simply to brace himself and forge ahead—if conditions permitted, he would advance; if conditions were lacking, he would create them and advance anyway.

Thud! Old Qi's fist landed squarely on the monster, instantly breaking one of its wings. It shrieked as it crashed to the ground, where the rushing villagers hacked it to death with a flurry of swords. Following that, Old Qi displayed awe-inspiring might, his movement as swift as lightning as he darted back and forth through the village. Every monster that broke into the village was struck down by him, and not a single person suffered any harm.

Out there, they were kings, acknowledged as the strongest by the commanders and soldiers of various regular units. Yet upon arriving at the Fang Special Operations Brigade, these men were suddenly thrown off balance by Old K, losing their direction, their goals, their fighting spirit, and eventually even their confidence.

What companion dining, companion drinking, companion playing! It seemed the other party intended to approach Tang Qingcheng under the guise of a "local guide" and then spirit her away without a trace. Little did they expect Guan Lüe to cut in halfway. Fan Qingyuan must have recognized Guan Lüe, leaving him no choice but to act prematurely and forcibly abduct Tang Qingcheng while she returned to her room to pack her luggage.

However, much like Lu Yan, although Chen Xue was fully capable of giving Bald Liu a thorough thrashing, she kept an equally low profile. Unless there was literally no other option, she would never expose her true background.

Watching the shivering Mu Yi, Wu Shizhi pressed his ugly, vile face directly against her, sniffing her with a crazed obsession. Without a moment's hesitation, he shoved one hand into the collar of her shirt while clutching a butcher's knife in the other.

Dazhuang was young and physically robust, and Ma Ronghua was thoroughly pleased with him, which was why their affair had continued right up to the present.

The two of them secretly committed these questions to memory. Although discussing them yielded no immediate conclusions, if similar situations arose later, perhaps applying these questions would make everything easily resolved.

He caught the true meaning behind Bo Yanhe's words, but he had no intention of telling her the truth.

Shuffling through the grand hall, Ren Su's steps grew slower and slower: "The Spirit Dynasty has truly played a brilliant game! A brilliant game indeed!" By the end, she was gritting her teeth, her voice tinged with a deep-seated resentment.

Yang Jian did not drowse off either; he immediately trotted over with a fawning, obsequious grin, his face wreathed in smiles as he looked toward the master chef.

"Haha, thank you for your kind intentions, I won't stand on ceremony then," Kong Daqian said with a smile. Seeing her take a seat, the others finally sat down as well and began to eat.

The passing of family, brothers, and close friends had not dealt them a blow comparable to this sudden collapse of their faith in a single moment.

Liu Bian paid no further mind to the information regarding these two individuals and instead proceeded to check the details of other randomly intruding figures released by the system.

Looking at Yang Yuzhi's current attributes, which were worlds apart from his previous ones, Liu Bian could not help but sigh with emotion: the difference between having a good teacher and not having one was truly astronomical.