Chapter 31: We Shall Never Meet Again

"It was my grandmother who called, insisting I come home for dinner." Shang Tingyan let out an almost imperceptible sigh.

Gu Youchuan saw his frustration at once. After all, what could be so unpleasant about having dinner with one's grandmother? There had to be another reason. "A trap?" Gu Youchuan raised an eyebrow, and Shang Tingyan offered a silent nod.

Gu Youchuan teased, "Which young socialite or princess has Grandma lined up for you this time?"

Shang Tingyan frowned, his dark, ink-like brows clouded with melancholy.

All the Chu soldiers on the city walls witnessed this terrifying scene: they grabbed logs and boulders, rushing toward the city gate, while Great Qin archers hidden in the siege towers fired a volley of arrows, instantly cutting down swathes of the Chu army.

Nothing worked, nothing was right; it was as if he were the sun, and the entire world had to revolve around him.

But now, as soon as they heard a big celebrity had come to Chen Luo's house, their attitudes shifted, and they began to view him with newfound respect.

"Go ahead. There are thirty-three supreme-grade immortal artifacts and two divine artifacts within the Immortal Mansion. I want you to seize both divine artifacts, and as for the supreme-grade immortal artifacts, each of you must obtain at least one," Ling Tian ordered. This was to be their final trial.

If the soldiers of Great Qin could all form such battle arrays, none of the six states in the east would remain a match for the powerful Qin.

Zhui did not know why Keisha would ask such a question; compared to experience in warfare, Keisha was an uncrowned queen.

Ling Tian did not have enough time to hunt for exotic flames, so he could only obtain them through the system's lottery and exchange functions.

Su Bai thought of this and prepared to head out to the banquet to force a showdown. Just as he pushed the door open, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

He saw a light sword formed from the gathered spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his palm, suddenly transforming into an immense sword wheel, appearing as if it could support the heavens and shake the earth.

The boys were quite surprised when they heard this, as they had been trying hard for so long without any success.

After Zhang Keting left Long Kun's company, she was followed, but she feigned ignorance, hailed a taxi, and found a random hotel to stay in.

At this moment, Suxing was exerting every ounce of her self-restraint, to the point where her delicate frame was trembling. It was clear that she had suffered quite a bit at the hands of these people.

After going inside and paying the deposit, I received a set of keys from the staff. Following the key to find my temporary locker, the scene gave me the illusion that I wasn't in a gym, but in a bathhouse run by Da Long.

On this side, Zhang San provided cover, resisting the men from the Red Gold Tower, while Li Si led a group in the front, shouting and charging forward with all their might. They hadn't charged far when the enemy's firepower became too intense, forcing the Triad men down and bringing the charge to a halt.

The people of the nine ancient clans gathered; Yang Jian, Ji Han, and Ye Tian naturally reunited. Even Jin Lei, Ming Yuan, Ling Ling, and Ku Gu arrived, led by the Nether Evil Heavenly Venerate.

Judging by the exquisite nature of the box and the strange markings upon it, it surely contained something of great importance.

"How is this possible..." Han Yang was suddenly shocked, watching as the Sky Cloud Sword struck Keles's clothing and could not penetrate a single inch. In the moment of Han Yang's distraction, Keles's left palm struck him squarely in the chest.

Three silver glints darted between the three talismans, and immediately the blood-red light grew more vivid, expanding into a massive circular barrier. Within a few breaths, dozens of figures slowly emerged from it, the two leaders being old men similar to Elder Jia, draped in black Taoist robes as they surveyed their surroundings.

In that moment, she truly forgot everything, choosing to escape temporarily, willing only to sink into his overwhelming conquest.

Cheng Cheng followed the familiar voice to look at the youth tethered to the ground, a slave collar around his neck. She walked over and gently stroked his face, but the only response she received was a vacant smile and the words, "Young Master."