47. He Really Became a Mountain God

"It wasn't me, it was Monkey. He said that a little liquid courage gives cowards the nerve, so he had Nick swipe a bottle from Old Man Tang." Li Haiyang shrugged, stepping aside to reveal Monkey from behind him.

Inside the operations room of the Fourteenth Air Force, several temporary tactical advisors, who were actually teachers, were anxiously rehearsing the current battlefield situation. More than a dozen localized skirmishes had already erupted, meaning that over ten groups of Japanese troops attempting to gather at assembly points had been discovered.

He Ru cried out in indignation, descended the steps, and walked toward the direction of Gu Jingchen and Su Ning.

He loved this freedom, and he genuinely loved the sensation of transforming into the wind. He had always possessed immense confidence in his own footwork; anyone lacking self-confidence could never attain the realm of fusing one's body with the wind.

In truth, the seating arrangement at the dining table today had also been meticulously planned. People from all walks of life were clustered together in tight-knit groups.

Before Chen Ji could ask anything further, the man leisurely began to share his own story. He knew his time was running short; after the departure of his two comrades, his turn would soon follow.

Chen Qiu was not afraid in the least, because those few burly bodyguards in black belonging to Wu Cong were simply no match for him.

Having seized control of the fallen immortals and standing within the palace built by their sorcery, Demon Lord Su Yi stood rigidly in front of the window, tightly clutching in her hand all the intelligence concerning Su Yi in the immortal realm.

He wanted to create a miracle of his own, and he wanted to force out the full potential of his mental fortitude. Possessing a fierce determination to survive, he consequently wielded a powerful willpower to match that determination. At the very moment of losing consciousness, he finally achieved his own miracle—he had not begged for mercy from the pain.

A single remark from Old Man Tang left Chen Youde dumbfounded. Although his son Chen Ji had been officially vindicated, not many people knew of his deeds. Hearing his son's name once again from Old Man Tang's lips brought tears to Chen Youde's eyes.

To be appreciated by Xelana—or rather, to spend a year working there and emerge—was equivalent to gilding one's resume with gold.

Upon reaching the door and catching sight of the rectangular storage lockers lined up inside, his complexion instantly turned pale.

***

Looking at Lin Xi before him, his thoughts were chaotic and dazed, and for a fleeting moment, he mistook her for Liu Mei.

In the second year after Lady Gao was married into the family, she gave birth to a boy named Tao Siyuan. Following the birth of her son, the thought that the substantial wealth of the Tao family would eventually be halved and claimed by Tao Sian, the eldest son born to the first wife, made Lady Gao even more restless and anxious. She intensified her persecution of the siblings Sian and Siting manifold.

"What... what I want, young lady, is something you likely do not possess," Zixun said with a bitter smile. She had no other desires in life; possessing profound cultivation and captivating beauty, countless people pursued her eagerly, yet she chose to remain in seclusion here.

Secondly, Matimi was right by his side. Even if he didn't need to take responsibility for himself, he at least had to take responsibility for someone like Matimi.

He was probably nothing more than a bargaining chip for his father to negotiate with the Advent Faction. The last time he had vanished and was subsequently returned, it was likely because both sides had failed to reach a complete agreement. And now that he had been captured once again by that perverted bald man calling himself Prometheus, it was ten to one that both sides had finally settled their terms through this round of negotiations.

However, precisely because of the upheaval the previous night, the grassroots believers and a vast number of low-ranking priests of the cult had been nearly wiped out, shaking off all burdensome baggage. The remaining personnel were essentially the core members and steadfast pillars of all factions. Consequently, coordination and logistical arrangements had instead become much smoother and more efficient right now.

The rest of the people continued to make sport of Li Mingsuo, endlessly dragging out historical allusions about imperial princesses and their consorts to amuse themselves.

Han Donglang looked at her with contempt and said, "There is only Han Chenxing in my heart. Please do not overestimate yourself. Goodbye!" With that, he turned on his heel and went downstairs, heading straight to find Zuo Anming.

"If only I could return to the immortal realm for a look," Yiman murmured in an extremely low voice, as though the words were welling up straight from his heart.

"No, you are not him, yet you clearly carry an aura similar to his. How truly bizarre!" Gu Yue shook his head like a rattle-drum, though his expression no longer held the intense shock of just a moment ago.

This government office was exceptionally vast, and before she knew it, Ye Junyi found herself wandering into a secluded alleyway. A row of ancient trees was planted along the alley, and the courtyard walls of the office were blanketed in Boston ivy, casting deep, damp shadows over the narrow lane.

"I won't tell you," Ning Baobei said with an evil grin, defying Yu's expectant gaze.

***

With that, he walked out of the room and strode into the distance. Seeing that the drama had reached its conclusion, Lady Lou curtsied to Ye Junyi and followed him out.

After being tossed up and down like this for quite a while, the drop tower finally ground to a halt. Once the staff members unlocked the safety harnesses, the two of them quickly disembarked from the ride and continued their leisurely stroll through the amusement park.

These giant butterflies emitted a rustling sound of wing vibrations. Although deep down they utterly detested those fiery objects that possessed a restraining counter-effect against them, since battle was unavoidable, they had no choice but to lift off from the flowers and intercept the countless fire-swallows plunging directly downward.

An officer pointed at an aircraft that had initially been flying slowly ahead but had suddenly executed a sharp turn and fled back the other way, speaking aloud.

Seated in the front row of the seats of honor was Prime Minister Ning. As a veteran official who had served under three successive reigns, Prime Minister Ning could be considered the backbone of everyone present. He lifted his gaze to glance at the Grand Empress Dowager seated in the elevated position, deep contemplation seeping into the depths of his eyes.

Giving Sitengheng one last look and seeing him nod in response, she gracefully spun around and walked toward the exterior of the grand hall.

As the sound of cannons rang out here, the Second Battalion garrisoned at the Provincial Middle School and the Seventh Squadron stationed at the Provincial Normal School simultaneously blew their assembly whistles.

The news of her breakup with Guo Hailian had already been twisted and exaggerated, spread far and wide by Ji Anqi's mouth.

Over such a vast distance, even with the high-magnification artillery binoculars gripped in his hands, Li Long could not clearly discern the specific layout of the Japanese troops. Yet simply from the flashes of light that constantly flickered and shifted, one could estimate just how massive and magnificent the retreating force of nearly sixty thousand Japanese troops truly was.