Chapter 54: Thousand-Blade, the Demonic Lord

Saying this, he pressed his palm against Chen Qianxiu's forehead. Following a loud boom, a visible shockwave blasted Chen Qianxiu backward. Lying on the ground and before losing consciousness, Chen Qianxiu shouted out the name of that technique.

A string of questions, an enraged tone, and a bleak career prospect—Gu Xiaoge unleashed an unsparing scolding on Mu Xinghe, as if all these troubles were somehow Mu Xinghe's fault.

Jiang Jiang stroked his hair, then quietly sat down by the edge of the bed, leaning against the pillow. Without doing anything else, she just quietly watched Ouyang Li as he sat there in a daze.

With a light chuckle, Bai Chu picked up the suit jacket from the side and shoved it into his hands. "Let's go... Didn't you just say we were about to run out of time?" As she spoke, she had already taken the lead and pulled open the door.

At this moment, the church doors were tightly shut. Listening to the chaotic prayers coming from inside, mixed with roars like "purge" and "burn her at the stake," Xiao Han's expression changed. He lifted his foot and kicked hard against the church door, the immense force sending the heavy door flying instantly.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully binding the Survival System. I am your exclusive customer service representative—Nameless." A mechanical voice suddenly echoed inside his mind.

"Your Majesty, look at you. You're such a grown man, how can you teach a child bad habits like that?" Xiao Zhiluo watched as Mu Xinghe kept making faces at their son, terrified that the boy would be educated by him into a new generation of irresponsible men.

Currently, an ordinary soldier in the Great Yu Dynasty earned at most one tael of silver per month, while a centurion earned three taels of silver monthly.

Lan Jing did not dare to look at the master archer, but when the archer mentioned the key, Lan Jing raised his head to glance at him, then quickly lowered it again.

Sure enough, after climbing back onto the road, the two figures who had previously been leaning against each other in a drunken stupor suddenly cast off their intoxicated facade. They put on their earphones and reported back with solemn expressions.

Self-confidence is one thing—it is a manifestation of courage. However, blind and fearless confidence under all circumstances is simply arrogance. Zeqin was not that kind of person; if he were, he would never have been able to lead the Flying Immortals Beyond the Heavens to this stage.

As that passage states, only by encountering more formidable opponents and witnessing higher-level realms can those who strive and forge ahead clearly recognize the inadequacy of their own abilities and work all the harder.

Lin Yu and the others arrived at the high platform and looked down at the disciples below. Gazing out into the distant sea of white clouds, they could not help but feel their heroic spirits soar to the skies.

Fider knew who this long-limbed giant was. Before entering the venue, he had heard other mercenaries refer to him as "Ladder," the leader of a mercenary group called the Big Pillar Mercenary Group. Because the mercenaries in the Big Pillar Mercenary Group were all exceptionally tall, they always drew considerable attention wherever they appeared.

Before Enderida could finish his sentence, Nuru could no longer hold back and tried to charge forward. However, Ligu immediately grabbed the impulsive Nuru. The soldiers surrounding Count Enderida instantly drew their swords in unison, pointing them at Fider's group.

The person closest to the Second Master Huang was dressed in a dark black official robe, with a gloomy expression and an aura of murderous intent. He had long limbs, flowing hair, and wore a Seven-Star Daoist crown. This was Fourth Master Liu of the Chang, Python, and Liu family, known throughout the immortal-channeling world as the ruthless god of slaughter.

Previously, everyone would first gather in the capital, and only after all four kingdoms had fully assembled would they set off for the ranking tournament.

Even veterans like Tang Ling and Su Yuan could not help but wear expressions of utter astonishment when they witnessed this transformation in Ye Jia.

Holding two treasure maps and a novel tool, Fider felt his trip had been well worthwhile. At the very least, the future movements of the continent's largest mercenary organization were now within his grasp, allowing the Potato Mercenary Group to make appropriate choices accordingly.

Long Yifan reached out to embrace Shiming's body to keep him from falling. He understood Shiming's grief, for it was just like his own from three years ago.

This was the sorrow of rogue immortals—almost all of them had to advance step by step, relying on sheer luck and slowly groping their way forward.

That jade pendant had been given by Emperor Gaozu to the former emperor, and then the former emperor had handed it to Shen Zhao in front of all the officials.

Huang Jian walked up to the fans with a smile, signed autographs for them, took photos together, and exchanged a few words.

The circulation of water in the universe completes one full cycle, and the movement of the sun, moon, and stars also completes one full cycle.

Yet when and how had this trap been laid for him? Hadn't he actively sought out Chen Dao himself? Furthermore, the process and details of the promotional event had all followed his own design, with Chen Dao barely participating throughout the whole affair. Therefore, the possibility of Chen Dao setting a trap for him was virtually zero.

Everyone knew that Zhang Tao's house only had two rooms, and he shared one room with his two younger sisters. There was no avoiding suspicion because there was simply no way to avoid it. His family had long been accustomed to treating Li E as one of their own; every time she stayed overnight at his house, she slept in the same bed with his two younger sisters—which meant sleeping in the same room as him.

She turned around and took a box from the drawer. The loose diamonds that Ji Bingbing had been dreaming of were casually tossed inside.

"That might be a factor to some extent, but if you don't put in the effort yourself, having even the best secret techniques is completely useless!" Lin Fan said with profound meaning.

From her conversation just now, it was obvious that Princess Jing's medical skills were extremely high. Even he would not dare claim that his medical skills surpassed hers.

Ji Mozimo looked in surprise at the person who had spoken. He was an assistant director, apparently surnamed Sun, called Sun Jie.

She could not tell her imperial concubine mother, who eagerly anticipated her younger brother becoming the crown prince; nor could she tell the Xuan family, who supported her younger brother. If she failed to produce the eldest grandson of the Xu household, she would merely be a useless chess piece, devoid of any significance whatsoever.