Chapter 41: Popularity

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Three sword auras sliced through the skin of three tentacles, severing them cleanly. They then merged into one and stabbed once more into the undead octopus's head.

"Ziying, all I want to say is that we have missed too much between us. Yet between the two of us, words are nothing but unnecessary ornament. We will always be confidants to one another." At last, Ding Yu spoke his true feelings—the words he had kept buried in his heart for years.

At the order, every security unit in the exhibition hall sprang into action. Red alarm lights began flashing, and the formation was so imposing that it rivaled a military exercise. Whether politician, celebrity, businessman, or tycoon, anyone who had taken part in the exhibition was strictly confined within the hall and forbidden to move about freely.

"Stop fooling around, stop fooling around. Do you think Dian Meng can succeed today?" Diaochan asked as she adjusted the bodice that Xue'er had "tampered with" until it sat crookedly.

With the breakthrough of the mutated core, the balance between Qin Long's two inner cores suddenly tilted. After such a long accumulation, the energy of nearly a hundred brain-domain creatures erupted all at once. Aside from supplying genetic recombination and transforming the body's systems, most of the energy was now surging restlessly, ready to burst forth.

Li Zhi saw at a glance which side held the advantage, and he could just as easily see what he needed to do to reap the greatest benefit.

He was astonished because Ding Yu had never imagined that completing this incredible task would require sacrificing his life.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Ling Yun noticed something unusual about her and asked softly, loosening the pressure of his hand.

She had the strange feeling that the corners of her eyes were wet. Had she been crying? Yet when she reached up to touch them, there was nothing there.

"Is that possible?" Da Bao spoke this time. To him, it sounded utterly absurd. How could capital of less than five thousand yuan earn a million within a single year? Was this some kind of joke?

But that would not do either. Yu Linghui was desperate for revenge, and his martial arts had improved tremendously since before. His wild-goose saber never strayed far from Red Thread's vital points. Red Thread had fallen into a disadvantage, and to avoid being ambushed, she employed the supreme Ethereal Shadow Movement to evade the saber force.

He was already dead. What was there left to care about? So long as he did not leave too many regrets while alive, so long as he made his life blaze with the most splendid and dazzling light, that would be enough. Whatever came after death could be dealt with by the self who had already died.

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"The Shadowless Dragon Flea ranks first on the ancient list of strange insects. Formless and invisible, it can burrow into an opponent's body without their noticing and devour the brain marrow, killing them in an instant. Sadly, this insect became extinct in ancient times."

The Prefect of Jingzhao had received an imperial order to pursue the black giant known as Evil Wind. Yet he knew that the emperor did not truly wish to capture the man, lest it give Yu Chao'en an excuse to make trouble. At the same time, he dared not offend Yu Chao'en, so he could only send his men out to search everywhere.

"Honey, what does gay mean?" Jiu'er glanced at Jing Yufeng, whose face was flushed with anger, then at the carefree Star-Broom as he leisurely swished vegetables in the pot and ate them. Finally, she turned to the beloved husband beside her.

The sound of hooves drew nearer and nearer. At last, the Wuhuan cavalry entered the town and raced toward the direction from which the cries had come. Many of them still wore sinister smiles, but before long, those smiles froze on their faces.

"This time, wait for the right moment before making your move." Tong Yao handed her the bottle, but his tone was no longer as gentle as before.

By now, it could transform into Thunder Armor to shield Huang Xuanling's physical body, or become a pair of thunder wings to increase his flying speed.

When rainwater poured into the hold and reached a certain density, it increased the weight of the entire vessel. A stone boat was already far heavier than a wooden one, so its central section was hollow and very low. Unlike a wooden boat, whose cabin could be built above the waterline with drainage openings carved into it, a stone boat could not simply let the accumulated water flow away.

The martial artist realized that this sword was probably a spirit sword. It could absorb the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth on its own, possessed a will of its own, and could choose its master. When spiritual energy ran low, it would even turn against its wielder, using the wielder's vital essence as its source of power.

It seemed that Boss Du truly had some ability. With such a subordinate, he would have far less to worry about.

Clearly, the sudden appearance of these people had caused their vigilance to plummet. Even when the strangers approached, they did not know to dodge. The moment they were touched, they transformed into liquid foam. The entire scene was indescribably bizarre.

The twelve guests recruited had entered the capital under the identities of the twelve outstanding talents chosen in the emperor's nationwide selection of scholars. Since they were all exceptionally gifted, every faction naturally sought to win them over. Those who could not be recruited would be suppressed and framed, or even assassinated.

No wonder they said guerrilla tactics had to be adapted to circumstances. The guerrilla warfare that had achieved such glory in Cathay seemed impossible to employ effectively on the European battlefield.

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It was precisely because she was so innocent that she was especially prone to trouble in the entertainment industry. Who knew what Zhou Yu was thinking? He insisted on pushing this child into the public eye without providing any proper protection.

Zhou Xian understood perfectly well that he now had to remain silent and slowly recover where he was. He must not alert the enemy or draw their attention. Once his strength had fully returned, he would certainly find an opportunity to launch a surprise attack. Then he could profit as the fisherman who watched the fighting cranes.

"Writing a song in less time than it takes to finish a meal—I have finally witnessed the sheer monstrosity of this prodigy!" Xu Jiahui shook her head again and sighed.

"Seen what? When? How come I didn't know?" Chen Beila leaned back slightly, eyes wide with surprise.

The White Tiger charged furiously at the demon's projections and spat out a stream of Samadhi True Fire, blasting the images with tremendous force. Yet the demon itself suffered no harm, for they were nothing more than illusory projections. The White Tiger was simply wasting its strength.

Lin Tian felt Su Yu's waist tense beneath his arm. It was obvious that she was extremely nervous.

"You're forcing us to kill people?" Vera seemed not to realize how serious the situation was. For a rich young master like him, all such matters could simply be left to others.

But in that instant, a five-colored radiance suddenly appeared. From within the Cloud-Feather escape light, the shadow of an enormous palm shot forth.

"But you never went to inform them, so how do you know they are busy? Besides, no matter how busy they are, they would never refuse to see me." Murong Feng was beginning to grow anxious.

Of course, none of this was what Yang Jian should be worrying about right now. He ought to focus on figuring out how to obtain the qualifications for the Heaven's Chosen selection. Although he was not determined to take part, his curiosity kept urging him to investigate the matter. Moreover, the benefits that Battle Spirit had mentioned earlier had greatly tempted him.

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