Chapter 6: The Long Street Slaughterhouse (1)

The duration between tasks for passengers is not fixed. Generally, there is a grace period of about half a month to a month. The higher the level and the more perilous the task experienced, the longer the recovery time. Consequently, Lu Jinzhao rested for a full twenty-four days before receiving the notification for her next platform task. The information displayed on her ticket indicated that this platform task remained at Grade C; she was not abruptly promoted to a Grade B train. The time was...

"High pressure isn't dangerous, little sister; there are far more dangerous things than that. Handsome, would you like to experience one...?" As she spoke, Mei Chaofeng deliberately lifted the hem of her black bat-wing sweater.

Since it was confirmed that the Deity-Transforming Herb was fine, the problem must lie in the place where it grew.

"Because..." Song Li intended to say that because he was an alchemist, he could help suppress the illness if Xue Man suffered a relapse upon entering the Land of the Savage Gods, but he was interrupted by Xue Man the moment he began to speak.

The remaining Russian soldiers were utterly disheartened and soul-shattered, stripped of even the slightest courage to resist.

If anyone were here, they would surely be frightened out of their wits. To be able to command two supreme-level demonic beasts as mounts—what kind of terrifying overlord must the person on this carriage be?

The classroom was deathly quiet. Yet, this silence carried an extremely heavy and suffocating atmosphere.

This was Di Yunxiao's first sensation after taking over the physical body. It felt as if he had just emerged from a life-or-death struggle; the three golden cores within his dantian were dim and lusterless, and the spiritual energy in his dantian had been completely drained.

Song Li desperately wanted to channel this primordial fire energy into his elder brother, Li Jing, to help him expel the cold poison, but his current cultivation was too low to grasp the mysteries of transmitting the essence of the Emperor Fire Seed. In time, once his cultivation realm was sufficient to fully master the Red Emperor Purple Flame Art, energy transmission would no longer be a challenge.

The night was not yet deep, and there were still pedestrians on the street. The regulations of the Imperial Capital dictated a curfew after the third watch, though this rule applied only to those below the rank of gentry and officials; the gentry and officials were exempt.

After several days of meetings, Zhang Yi finally decided to expand the military on a national scale. The Republic of China would form a total of six field armies, eighteen divisions, and simultaneously establish the Republic of China Navy.

The Eighteen Arhats were carefully selected by the Shaolin Temple, their martial arts skills on par with the Abbot. Anyone wishing to enter or leave must pass through the Arhat Formation, and those who succeeded would never forget the experience.

Donghai Ziyun frowned slightly. Based on his previous understanding, the King of the Northern Territory did not care for Tangtang at all. Why would he suddenly summon her to the palace?

Back when she first married Han Dong, her ambition was so intense that nothing could sway her. The tranquility of life eroded her sharpness, and her mindset changed significantly through subtle influence. At the very least, she would no longer neglect everything else for the sake of her work.

Han Dong had some personal conflicts with the Jiang Zhongping father-and-son duo; he hadn't expected to run into Jiang Zhongping's people in Haicheng.

It was normal for him to recognize him, but there was no reason to address him as "Big Brother"—not in the sense of a gang leader, but as a respectful term for an elder.

Swords flashed and shadows danced. Even a gust of wind falling from the clash, if it contained a sliver of power from a supreme expert, was terrifying enough to slay an ordinary celestial being.

The two had been married for decades. Aside from the first year of their marriage when Mother Xiang would proactively cook for him, he couldn't bear to let her enter the kitchen after Xiang Wan was born. For all the years that followed, she only showcased her culinary skills on rare, ceremonial anniversaries.

The horses provided for all the carriages were top-tier steeds capable of traveling a thousand miles a day. The carriages were equipped with massive iron covers, and they were accompanied by hundreds of followers.

"The culture in this school really needs to be strictly managed." When Quan Huaichen learned that Zhao Nanyi had been stripped of her scholarship and filming spots, a fire seemed to ignite within his heart, and the burning anger had been rising ever since.

He had been able to defeat Hai Xue in a single strike and crush the Black Demon in one move, all thanks to the Supreme True Mantra.