Volume 1, Chapter 32: The Princess as a Model

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“Princess, don’t move your eyes.”

“Straighten your body a little, like this.”

“Hold on just a bit longer. It’ll be finished soon…”

In the room, Shen Ji painted while instructing Ning Shu to maintain her pose.

The table in Ning Shu’s room had also been tilted by Shen Ji and turned into a drawing board.

To prepare this gift of thanks for Ning Shu, Shen Ji had truly brought his best skills to bear.

It had to be said that painting with such a stunning beauty as his model was certainly more pleasant.

Ning Shu followed Shen Ji’s instructions and struggled to keep still, yet she could not help complaining, “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? It didn’t even take you a quarter of an hour to paint a portrait before, and this has already taken at least…”

Tao Baishou said, “This old man has brought the elders, protectors, and senior disciples of the Iron Hand Sect to pay their respects to the Young Master. I ask that the Young Master get to know each of them.” With that, he stepped to the side and stood facing them in profile.

Thus, the best way to deal with a surprise attack by a great demon using teleportation was for everyone to “firmly” unite at once, leaving the enemy no opportunity to exploit. Apart from superior great demons who had already mastered flight in their advanced forms, this tactic could make nearly all mid- and low-level great demons furious with frustration.

“What is there to be afraid of? The Embroidered Uniform Guard would dare to charge through mountains of blades and seas of fire.” Guo Zhi thought to himself, The Second Master would have sent someone to arrest me last night if he wanted to punish me. Since he is summoning me now, there should be no danger.

Henderson hurriedly called for Liverpool’s medical team to enter the field. The nearby Liverpool players also gathered around in twos and threes, deeply concerned about Zhang Yuan’s condition.

Wang Jing had only just begun to relax when a tremendous boom startled everyone on the city wall, including him. Following the sound, they saw a black speck hurtling rapidly toward the walls.

Zhang Chu and Wang Jijie exchanged greetings with Zuo Liangyu before entering the inn together to discuss the transaction.

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Originally, when facing the allied forces of the Towerfolk and humans, the underground city made full use of delaying tactics. Not only did they set ambushes in the various subterranean passages to slow the enemy’s advance, but whenever they encountered a siege, they also avoided clashing head-on. Instead, they relied on the defensive advantages of the city walls to gather large numbers of ranged troops and wear down the enemy’s forces.

The three Golden Guards were extremely excited. The moment they were exchanged into existence, they had been granted personalities. It was precisely because of Duo’s exchange that they existed—with lives, and with everything they possessed.

The Serpentfolk mayor hurriedly offered his thanks. While ordering his servants to prepare food, he eagerly asked about the situation.

Yang Tian laughed. “I’m afraid it wasn’t only after your master arrived that he learned the Monastery of the Packhorse had changed abbots. Rather, after hearing that the monastery had changed abbots, he finally dared to return. If Grandmaster Baiguang were still the abbot, your master would never have come.”

It was through the identity card dissolved in Ye Yuan’s blood that the system delivered its language prompts to him.

“Let’s go take a look.” Jiang Chengsi was already in a foul mood that evening and felt like picking a fight with anything he encountered.

Because there were not enough farming tools and livestock, the newly reclaimed land could only be plowed shallowly. Its fertility could not be fully utilized. It was estimated that after the first spring harvest, once the grain owed to others and the wheat seed reserved for the following year had been set aside, everyone would barely have enough to survive, with nothing left over.

“Did you miss me? Come here, give me a hug!” Shen Shuci had just bent down to scoop it up when the doorbell rang. Living alone, she looked through the peephole—and to her surprise, it was Old Master Liang.

It would have been better if Qian Yuhua had not taken it out. The moment she saw the large handful of Divine Sea Ascension Roots clutched in Ye Kun’s hand, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed unconscious on the floor.

“What about your partner, Officer Nick?” Unexpectedly, Su Yuan did not seem to have put the matter out of his mind. Instead, he asked about Nick’s partner.

Ye Yuan suddenly performed a backflip, his feet pointing skyward and his hands reaching downward. His huge hands, like the talons of a falcon seizing a snake, gripped the three-meter-long spears held by the eight men.

“Look, the Xinhe Highway runs through here. Follow it west and you’ll reach Yeji Town, which will solve the Thirteenth Division’s supply problem. From Yeji Town, head north to Gushi. That is the Tenth Division’s forward line, and its supplies must pass through here as well.”

He would probably be willing to roll into a boiling cauldron and walk barefoot over sharp blades, so naturally he would not object to something as simple as running errands. Besides, there was no chance he would be assigned any hard labor.

At that moment, both of them saw it. They stood there dumbfounded, utterly stunned by Ye Kun, because the forest below had already been blown away.

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The forward stroke of the sword suddenly froze. Lanlos’s vision cleared along with it, and what entered his sight was that familiar flash of a red hood.

“Hey, hey! Who was it that was so worried before that he forgot he was directionally challenged and insisted on going to find Aaron?” Nami shot Zoro a sidelong glance.

Light spilled from inside the room onto the outer corridor. The corridor was empty and silent. Because it was familiar, it did not seem particularly frightening.

He realized that he had not actually done anything outrageous—he had merely played around and caused a little mischief. Even if he had done something wrong, Zhou Jiu’s previous secret escape from home would still take the blame. It could not possibly be pinned on him.

With a clear metallic clang, Lucci felt an immense force surge into his right hand, sending him flying backward despite himself.

He had always heard of dolphins leading large ships from the front, but this was the first time he had heard of birds showing people the way.

The accusation of plagiarism was simply too devastating. The moment that post appeared, countless students pushed it to the top, as though his plagiarism had already been established as fact.

No one even asked which team had won; they went straight to asking the score. It was obvious that nobody believed the Firewolves still had any chance of turning the game around.

However much Zhou Jiu disliked him, he could not climb onto the table and argue with him. That would be going too far and would certainly earn him a scolding from the family. So he shifted his attention to the husky, which was making the same noisy chewing sounds.

Still, everyone was somewhat astonished. A divine beast of Tianpeng’s level possessed enough might to shake heaven and earth. If it wished, a casual flap of its wings would be enough to slaughter people like them.

Another half hour passed before he arrived at Sun Tongren’s home. He left after another half hour, then went to the Four Seas Guest Inn in Dashilan. Reaching Room Two of the Celestial Wing, he knocked on the door.

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