Volume One: Main Text - Chapter 17: A Person Must Know Propriety, Justice, Integrity, and Honor

Zombies are not blind; as long as their eyes remain intact, they can track Zhang Tiansuo’s movements. Once they do, they will swarm him. That is the nature of zombies—regardless of whether they can actually get a piece of the action, they mindlessly charge forward.

Chen Jin frowned upon hearing this. He took the order, glanced at it, and then crumpled it into a ball and tossed it aside.

The so-called Immortal Spirit Root is simply a common spirit root with the potential to reach the Immortal Realm or higher. This meant that no matter how Feng Ziqi cultivates, he is certain to reach, at the very least, the peak of the Immortal Realm.

Yet, the three of them were deeply frustrated, as everything had been proceeding smoothly after dealing with Liang Xing.

Li Jingxuan’s eyes were bloodshot with rage. These tens of thousands of troops were the sect’s most elite force, raised and trained at the cost of immense resources and effort.

“The wound is deep. We cannot yet determine if any blood vessels or vital organs have been damaged, but I can tell you for certain: this man has not suffered any internal injuries,” the doctor stated gravely.

Although Dukong’s voice was not loud, it carried an immense sense of self-assurance. This confidence was etched into his very bones; though he did not intentionally display it, his words were incredibly convincing.

I gasped in shock, losing all desire to indulge in the intimacy of the moment. Jolted, I scrambled to my feet.

She was pleasantly surprised, perhaps because she had witnessed my strength and resolve. She was astonished, of course, because I had been captured by the King.

The lead giant roared in fury, struggling with all his might to shake off the insects clinging to him. Even as their sharp claws and mandibles tore through his thick skin, he endured the pain, grabbed two of the swift-beasts, and—ignoring how their mouthparts pierced his palms—crushed them with a savage grip.

“Who said I value it for its meat?” Horn asked cryptically. A faint, ghostly light shimmered in his mouth as he swallowed it whole.

However, this stable happiness did not last long; in the very next moment, the dream of security was shattered.

And yet, when he truly stepped onto the battlefield, this brave son of the Bohai Kingdom faced an intercepting Martial Venerable without a word, meeting the challenge head-on.

Cheng Huadie was incensed, delivering a sharp slap across Chen Shanshan’s face. She was so furious that she began to cry herself.

Lin Hao looked at Chu Long’s current state, a cold glint in his eyes. He pressed his blade, Heaven’s Judgment, firmly against Chu Long’s throat and spoke in a low voice.

It is better to leave them with some vitality for now so they remain desperate to earn money; only then can we lure them into the deep pit, where they will finally meet their total ruin.

Lin Hao stared at the murals before him with a heavy heart. He murmured a response, and finding nothing else in the area, he headed straight for the exit above.

As he spoke, Ling Feng pulled Dai Mubai behind him and pointed to the right. Dai Mubai understood Ling Feng’s intention immediately.

To make claws harder and sharper, one must constantly grind them down. Once the tender, juvenile claws are worn away, the new ones that emerge will be tougher and sharper than before.

Achilles was a traditional hero; in his view, one should win glory on the battlefield through honest combat, just like his father, rather than hiding in the shadows and resorting to underhanded tricks. Magicians were far too sleazy.

“I’m not here!” I shuddered. Sazaki Misaki scrambled frantically around the office, looking for a place to hide.

He let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and slumped back into the sofa, trying to relax his mind.

“Why... why have you become so much stronger?” The Grand Duke leaped backward, dodging the attack, and demanded sternly.

This left Kurumi speechless. Her original intention was to use the war as an opportunity to elevate everyone’s faith and forge wings of faith for them, but such a thing could not be stated openly. Once the objective was known, it would be impossible to achieve genuine sincerity.

Can’t you see? Just mentioning a "Huaxia Entertainment Empire" was enough to get these guys as excited as if they’d been injected with adrenaline.

Ye Cheng knew that if the Condon Corporation bought it back, they would undoubtedly provide it to the U.S. military for use by special personnel, which would naturally bolster the combat effectiveness of their special forces.

Moreover, he didn’t know exactly what Ye Cheng had stolen; he only knew what he had heard through the rumors spread by his own security guards.

However, the M134 Minigun has one drawback: it consumes ammunition at a staggering rate. Unless a military force is exceptionally powerful, they simply cannot afford to field it.

“After seeing Sun Ke and Tang Shengzhi, what do you think of them?” Tang Shaoyi took a sip of tea and asked Xue Lin for his impressions after meeting the two.

The White Cat said nothing more. The Black Cat’s ability to escape was truly first-rate, perhaps the best among the five of them, but if even she had been killed so easily, it remained to be seen whether they could handle this mysterious figure.

“I heard from Tangtang that this mission wasn’t supposed to be high-priority, so it shouldn't be that difficult, right?” I asked.

Now that Chu Tianze had arrived at the Heavenly Sword Sect on his first day, making a series of decisions regarding cooperation without consulting Bai Muqi, Bai Muqi must certainly be feeling slighted.

If the Luoyun Villa was now a branch of the Lingguang Sect, what role was the Dixuan Kingdom playing in all of this?

“Junior brother, won’t you reconsider my suggestion?” Xiang Wentian had received a call from David Carnegie and, after hearing the whole story, realized that Lu Yunfei was his junior brother.

But he didn’t know that compared to the pain-point technique Ye Xiaofeng had used at the end, severing his hand and foot tendons was nothing.

Suddenly, he wondered: if that team had lost their map yet continued forward, could it be that they were... lost in this forest?

No wonder the newly acquired artifact, the "Golden Light Shield," required spiritual energy to function.

The rain fell incessantly, and the atmosphere in the city was grim. Pedestrians were rarely seen on the streets; at such a time, all shops were shuttered, save for the coffin makers. The tavern banners were soaked through, clinging together like clumps of mud, unable to flutter no matter how hard the wind tore at them.