Volume 1, Chapter 35: On the Road Back to the Capital, Truth and Deception

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The Navy intended to establish an air arm, which, beyond the existing pilots on its two aircraft carriers, would require a large influx of pilots with actual combat experience.

Military reinforcements posed no problem. The Northern Volunteer Army had already seized a massive number of captives on the Japanese mainland. Beyond sending a portion to the Pacific islands as cannon fodder, transporting them to Siberia was also a viable outlet.

Rabbit busied himself with organizing his belongings, ignoring Liyue’s self-absorbed chatter; regardless, he wouldn't have to look at him tomorrow.

"Captain Cao, do you know how opium is refined?" I pressed down on the poppy husk; it was already as hard as a walnut shell.

Thinking this, Liu Yan wished the car would go slower—slower still—so she could prepare herself, deciding what to say first upon meeting, and how to follow up. It seemed she hadn't spoken to her teacher about anything other than official business in a long time. Every opening line had to be carefully weighed; she could not afford a mistake.

Transportation in this era was far less convenient than in the future. Although automobiles had been invented, they were currently only accessible to the nobility and those of high status. Because Ji Feng and the others were disguised as refugees to hide their clothing, they had no choice but to travel to the city of Villeban on foot.

The more Chu Chun thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, and at that very moment, she successfully dismantled the firewall.

Many of the items Feng offered for Liao Huansheng to examine were heirlooms passed down through his family, known to very few outsiders, let alone seen or handled. How could Liao Huansheng possibly know the stories and origins behind them?

"I saw that you seemed very tired, sir, so I didn't wake you," Red Moon said, sipping her coffee.

By now, I had gradually reached the center of the graveyard, standing before a tombstone that was taller and more imposing than those surrounding it.

She had overestimated her understanding of Tang Meili and underestimated the charm of Yan Kai, a handsome man with an "international face and world-class physique."

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"Let's go take a look. It's difficult to recover from injuries here because one cannot absorb the essence of heaven and earth. Perhaps we can find medicinal herbs in the mountains to aid our recovery," Yan Kai said.

As he spoke, he adjusted his bamboo hat, smoothed the wrinkles on his monk’s robe, and then took the lead, stepping forward.

Regrettably, the mist around Shui Qingrou’s form vanished as quickly as it had appeared, and Yan Kai missed the fleeting, proud glimmer of triumph on her face.

Yet, even though the aura of the Creation Jade Butterfly was gentle and immensely powerful, it was still pushed thousands of miles away by this force.

With this suspicion, the major factions grew increasingly bold. During this period, one could encounter several cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage in the Vermillion Bird Empire, even in the most mundane of places.

The moment the sword and the arrow made contact, the Wenlin Sword was instantly shattered, and with it, the newly formed spirit of the blade, Wenlin, perished instantly.

The implication was clear: the Empress Houtu remaining here was little more than an empty shell with mere consciousness. She allowed Ximen Chuixue to live in her stead, but she was unwilling to force him to shoulder the burden of her past.

"You can't put it that way. After all, luck is also a form of strength," the teacher from the North Academy said, stroking his beard with a leisurely air.

During his final semester, Liu Peng rarely returned home. He would call once a week to check on the situation at home, and whenever he had free time, he would visit Old Su for a chat. Through these conversations, Liu Peng learned a great deal about medicinal herbs, which significantly broadened his horizons.

Li Hao groaned in pain on the bed, but Su Lin had become addicted to the fighting; he still had dozens of sets of boxing techniques he hadn't tested yet! How could Li Hao just collapse like this?

The few sea bandits dragged out were tied to wooden stakes on the beach. A squad of military households stepped forward with spears leveled. Before the bandits could even beg for mercy, five or six bloody holes appeared in their chests. The bandits had only just felt a chill before another half-dozen holes were punched through them; in an instant, blood flowed across the stakes in a spectacular, grim display.

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There exists a special spiritual resonance between every inheritor of the Arcane Gems. After Andrei suddenly appeared just now, a unique feeling surged within Angeline—a feeling that had not emerged when she first met Gordon.

In mid-October, the main force of over ten thousand men led by Bai Lang entered Hubei. The Hubei army had long feared these insurgents, and the Beiyang Army, having been stationed in Hubei for some time, had lost the support of the people. A detachment of the Hubei army guarding Zaoyang revolted. Once Bai Lang arrived in Hubei, his forces grew like wild grass, swelling from ten thousand to twenty thousand; cavalry and artillery units were assembled in a heartbeat.

The old man defended himself: "It is natural for City Lord Xiao to have such thoughts, but you have misunderstood. The Sword Sect is not as you imagine. Inside the sect, there are three factions: the faction led by Tan Jianyun, the faction led by us elders, and the faction led by the Supreme Grand Elder."

After a buzzing sound, the three sharp, long, and thick claws protruding from the monster’s paw were silently sliced off by the fat man’s greatsword, clattering to the ground like three steel daggers.

Ji’er felt a chill run through her, and goosebumps rose all over her skin. At the thought that if she hadn't been rescued by Gordon, she might have been captured and brought here, her soul completely devoured by this terrifying giant, she couldn't help but shudder in lingering fear.

Wen Tiren stayed home, citing illness, partly to avoid suspicion and partly because the Chongzhen Emperor had recently grown cold toward him; he needed to step back and observe the court situation before making his next move. Beyond suppressing the Donglin faction in the court, Wen Tiren was also keeping a close watch on the non-governmental Funshe Society, but a recent event had made him wary.

They had spent generations accumulating and preparing, all for this moment of glory. In this lifetime, they would be glorious, and it had to be a glory of the highest order.

To be honest, if Ma Sisi hadn't intervened in time, the boys might truly have met an untimely end.

The blue sphere moved at high speed in sync with Blade’s movements. Enveloping Albert’s hospital bed within the blue spherical shield, it shot out of the hospital at an incredibly high velocity.