Chapter Forty-One: So You Have Such a Story!

“Honey!” Fang Zhiyin’s eyes lit up with delight. “It’s you!”

“It’s me.” Ouyang Junyan curved his lips into a smile. He guessed that a lot must have happened just now—he truly felt for Fang Zhiyin.

Lin Zilong, of course, had no idea that the Ouyang Junyan before him was now a different person. His voice brimmed with excitement. “I never imagined I’d get to fight you in this lifetime.”

“A fight?” Ouyang Junyan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint within.

In the next second, Fang Zhiyin stepped forward, leaned close to his ear, and in the span of a single minute, quickly explained the entire sequence of events.

Her words tumbled out at lightning speed, but after a year of marriage, Ouyang Junyan understood her nonetheless.

This guy? How despicable could he get!

At this point, even if the judges of the exercise’s directorate didn’t disqualify them, the little strength they had left would soon be gone.

Liu Tao strutted forward like a triumphant rooster, marching grandly alongside Su Lingyue to the office.

Far down the corridor, Ye Yu and Ling Ming could feel the tremors beneath their feet. Both wore wry smiles in their hearts. With that colossus blocking the way ahead, there was no getting through, and behind them, there was nowhere to go. What now?

“Senior brother, we are both monks—how can we be without compassion? Since they wish to surrender, it is only right to grant them a chance at life. Please, senior brother, see to everything here. Wu Erlang will go on ahead!” With that, Wu Erlang snatched a warhorse from a nearby bandit, swung himself into the saddle, and galloped away.

Zhao Jianbo continued to deny everything, insisting none of it was true, that he’d never done anything wrong. If he’d done anything at all, it was only to avenge himself.

As the power of the world’s origin surged madly into her body, Luo Yu’s vision blurred. She could not force it to stop and lost consciousness mid-sentence, collapsing into Erhua’s embrace and sinking into its soft fur, where she slipped fully into the process of fusion.

“Honored guests,” a gangster said deferentially, swinging open the heavy iron door for Zhou Bingran and Bull. “The third master said you can go right in—he’s waiting for you inside.” He gestured for them to enter.

A moment before, the strange fluctuations from the alchemical furnace had made Old Li suspect something, and now he realized it was truly a king-grade pill.

The onlookers could see nothing but a flurry of snowy white afterimages, but Luo Yu saw clearly: a thin mist had formed over Erhua’s fist. This fog instantly dissolved the flames on the Blazing Hound, leaving its defenseless head exposed before Erhua.

Elder Wang, tense and strained, finally snapped at that moment. He could release everything now—this was the pressure of a true assassin.

Otherwise, how could it possibly be worth fifty exchange points? The young man sat before the two heroic spirits, poured them each a cup of wine.

A person like this would one day shine throughout the world of adventure, and for some reason, at some crucial moment, the whole world would come to know his name.

Traditionally, the magic runes of a magical array were carved by hand and then infused with mana. But Master Xiao led a reform: the engraving of the runes was now done by machine, for greater precision and accuracy, while the infusion of mana remained the final step.

Standing atop the tower within the walls, one could gaze out across the ring-shaped fortifications that stretched beyond sight, their gentle arc vanishing into the distant mist. Coupled with the desolate terrain around Aukindon, the sight inspired a profound, heroic melancholy.

Ningjing understood, too—he was someone who bore his own faith. For the sake of his sister, there was nothing he would not do.

Mist Sea smiled, knowing she was her brother’s only faith. Words like these would forever remain in her heart.

A distance of several kilometers meant nothing to Dan Wushuang—he covered it in an instant. Though there was an air of showing off, it truly took him only a dozen seconds to arrive at his destination.

News came pouring in. To summarize: the Americans had completely overturned their previous decisions. The U.S. market would henceforth be much more accommodating to Chinese enterprises, and in the short term, would be “especially welcoming” to the entry of China’s high-tech industry.