Volume One, Chapter 28: The Superiority of the Reborn

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Yet he did not deny it; this was an irremovable deadlock. To knowingly engage in a battle destined for failure and still stand firm requires a courage few possess. Yue Qi had completely extinguished any desire to fight to the bitter end with Lu Zhiyuan. Even if victorious, it would be a pyrrhic win; better to forge an alliance, perhaps gaining a valuable ally.

Lu Ling’s voice was gentle but resolute, clear enough for Liu Mensheng, who was busy behind them, to hear distinctly. The man’s drunken, hazy eyes slowly closed; he rubbed his brow, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Nodding in agreement, his every movement exuded a lazy nobility.

The next morning, as Lu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, he found Wu Shangxiang lying beside him in her underwear.

Xu’s family and her husband were simple and unassuming, living quietly and without suspicion of any deceit.

Cao Deying stared at his face, wondering if she should tell him that her period was late this month and whether she needed to visit the hospital.

Dad reportedly came home very late last night. After waking early, Leilei went over to hug his father.

Manager Song respectfully approached Fu Mingye and Wang Keke; his stern expression instantly blossomed into a radiant smile, every crease on his face clearly visible.

The entire first battalion, brimming with fierce resolve, had even surged beyond the camp, marching halfway along the road.

As he spoke, three figures descended from the sky onto the street. Leading was a young man appearing to be in his forties, followed by two elderly men.

Gasol secured the rebound; Zhou Hang immediately sprinted forward. Gasol launched a long pass, leading Zhou Hang in a charge.

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Listening to Yang Xue’er’s wild laughter on the other end of the phone, Zhu Qian felt she was finally meeting the true Yang Xue’er.

It might be a molecular structure never before discovered by humanity. Its value was unimaginable. Such purification relied on life itself, meaning the purification method of this micro-planet was connected to the level of life it accelerated into.

Wu Fang just picked up a cherry, but it dropped back into the bowl with a soft plop as she struggled to respond to Yang Xue’er’s words.

“You’re such bastards! If you don’t leave now, we’ll call the police!” Zhang Xiao shouted loudly from the side.

Under this two-pronged assault, Liu Qiyong defeated each rival one by one, trampling their corpses beneath his feet to become the city’s richest man.

As the Cloud Order transformed into a white light to teleport the cultivator back to the Yuexi realm, it vanished without a trace.

Lan Qiyun, naturally unafraid of a mere voice, knew the task’s gravity. Returning empty-handed would mean death by the sect leader’s blame. Better to invoke Mo Xuanzong’s name and see if it could intimidate the enemy.

Wu Erniu knew Feng Ziyi never loved him and dared not offend such a beauty. Just holding her slender hand a little longer was enough.

The young lady adored this purple-blue super cool car, but parking it downstairs still attracted a crowd. The insurance company sent ten burly men to guard it.

This left him helpless and anxious. Cultivating the physical body was a grueling path few dared to tread. Lei Dong longed for a master’s guidance but had never met one. Now that he finally had, how could he give up?

Both were intelligent men; since they could not be enemies, it was better to be friends for the time being. Who knew when they might need each other?

Helpless, old Qian could only laugh weakly. His old comrades had not yet awakened, and all his belongings had been searched. He stood no chance against those before him.

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“General, with the current strength of the Hetao forces, it’s impossible to cover the civilians’ breakout,” a guard whispered beside Li Xiaoran.

“What is going on?” Lü Tianming grew suspicious. After scanning the surroundings, he confirmed there were no beasts or martial artists within several miles.

Meng Bing grasped Guo Yi’s hand, filled with gratitude and shame, unable to find words. He squeezed harder and harder—fortunately, Guo Yi had properly trained in the Opening Stone technique, so it did not hurt.

A dragon’s roar suddenly echoed. Lei Ying shuddered at the sound, eyes flashing with fear, his speed immediately slowing.

Ye Canxue knew that within this Forgotten Forest, beyond the cities managed by the five great powers, there existed vast mountainous wilderness. These mountains were a haven for bandits, with many underground organizations even setting their headquarters here.

Seeing this, Wang Qingfeng and Li Mu’s expressions darkened sharply; they had clearly underestimated the beast’s power.

Master Zuo, weakened in both strength and speech, realized he was outmatched. He signaled Zuo Jing and Bai Hehua to help him regain face.

Everyone took their positions. After a signal from the leader, they slowly advanced toward the nearby thicket.

“I am Pastor Martin! I believe we met before in the South China Sea,” the young pastor said as he stepped forward.