34 A Stone (Fourteen)

The size of this flying vessel was not large; voices from the front cabin could be heard clearly in the rear cabin. Tian Gua summoned Yun Ya Zi and Yun Kong Zi, settled the five individuals, then separately invited each into the spiritual carriage where he and Yu Xiao Tian were, to converse.

Thirty miles away, at the heart of the conflagration of the Heavenly Tribulation Flames, Yun Long Zi remained calm and unhurried. Amidst the blazing fire, he carefully removed the Nine-Dragon Mysterious Garment, placed it into his storage bracelet, and buried it deep underground.

The disciples of the Spirit Middle Order informed the senior members of the Yun Long Sect; under the watchful eyes of many, with the sect’s edict in place, the covert agents of various powerful factions dared not act recklessly.

Xiao Cheng looked up, seeing detailed introductions of major powers within the Great Alliance of Lian Huang displayed above. Among them, a faction called the Ji Mei Group was singled out and magnified by Fa Na Si.

Several captains from the branches of the Cloud Hidden Sect, who maintained good relations, gathered at the outermost ring of the circular viewing platform to comment on the upcoming contest.

Then, the root system emitted a peculiar energy, causing the dust to be irresistibly drawn toward it.

However, since there was no stellar gravitational anchor, all the structures were dispersed in fragments, arranged systematically in the airspace not far from the wormhole.

The sky churned with shifting clouds, releasing a torrential downpour that condensed into one rain god after another. They howled fiercely, raising massive palms to strike at Tang Hao.

Since successfully escaping, he had been sprinting, seeking a safe place where he could rest and recuperate for a time, consolidating the realm he had just broken through, and nurturing the Temple of the Gods.

“What do you know?” Li Jinrui sneered bitterly, tugging down the corners of her mouth as she murmured about how even from birth, her father had failed to find a wet nurse, lamenting the countless pressures she and her brother faced in their household. She barely touched upon how Li Danruo had sabotaged the Jiang family's alliance with her, leaving Chen Qingmai pale-faced with only this much heard.

After placing their luggage in their respective rooms, Cole and the others began their work, using the equipment they brought to scan each room and eliminate any potential dangers.

Looking back at the recent years, those Han officials promoting the Self-Strengthening Movement and national enterprises spoke so eloquently about industrial revitalization for the Qing dynasty, yet in truth, they quietly amassed great wealth. Just look at Li Hongzhang’s fortune, and you’ll understand.

“Qing Niang, take a look.” Scholar Wu pressed Qing Niang down onto an old chair, pulled a silk pouch from his bosom, pushed aside the bowls and chopsticks before her, then nudged her gently, signaling her to open it.

It was his idea for the Empress Dowager to contact the underworld figures, but the “Fa Hou Grand Alliance” was clearly beyond his capacity to establish. Moreover, it was unthinkable to let them rush headlong into the capital to meet their demise.

Upon hearing that his grandson had vanished during the mission to find the Golden Cart, Ling Ding Tian hastened from the southern mountains to the capital, unleashing a torrent of scolding upon Long Ao Tian.

“It’s not outright bullying. This courtyard isn’t hers, so why must everything be decided by the Shen family name? I never said anyone openly bullied Third Madam.” Granny Sun’s bravado immediately deflated. Regarding this son-in-law, she could neither explain nor understand why she felt such fear.

The terrain here was not high nor particularly perilous, but it stretched endlessly with peculiar formations and dense trees. The Miao tribal village was surely nestled within.

Gazing at the single bed in the room and recalling the events of last night, Ling Miao cursed softly before diverting his attention to the computer.

Hearing Ji Linxi’s panting, Yan Li frowned. “Are you really so unwilling to talk to me a little longer?”

To appease the Bone Spirit, the Swordsman and the Ghost Valley Taoist escorted the Bone Spirit back to his master, the Ksitigarbha King, bringing the matter to a close.

Yet this played perfectly into Feng Lin’s hands. Feng Lin’s plan was to have them destroy the place themselves. If they refused to do so, it was fine; killing was still quite enjoyable.

At that moment, Liu Changsheng appeared, holding a long sword. Grasping the sword, a silver light suddenly flashed. Then, chanting an incantation, he sent the sword flying forth.

Sun Wukong, tasked by his master to rescue the Yaksha, would never allow the shrimp general to escape. In a flash, he blocked the shrimp general’s path.

However, the White-Robed Sage was puzzled. He did not believe that with Qi Tian Shou’s cultivation, retrieving items from a storage artifact and placing them elsewhere could evade his detection.

Chen Ying tiptoed to the pair of twin loli sisters outside the door; their eyes were like pearls that had lost their strings.

His right hand, still gripping Hindenburg’s, suddenly felt the other’s strength intensify. Turning back, he saw shock mirrored in Hindenburg’s eyes.

“How dare you defy me!” Sun Wukong roared, instantly frightening the armored soldiers into panic, their hands trembling on their swords and knives.

Indeed! This was the Spanish Second Republic government’s final escape plan. As Franco’s Nationalist forces advanced relentlessly, the Republican government, defending their cause, continually considered their retreat options.

Immediately afterward, one by one, Soviet soldiers threw their weapons to the ground.

“I am not afraid of death. Even if you can kill me, you’ll have to shed a layer of skin first,” Liang Bo responded calmly.

Lin Yu hadn’t expected such sudden rage from the other party. Fortunately, he dodged in time; otherwise, the iron sword would have turned him into a feather duster.