Chapter 38: Signs

"I won't kill you." Jiang Jiuyue's voice gradually returned to calm; she was worldly and cared little for someone like Xie Zhiyun. She turned away and instructed the prison guard beside her, "Then treat the young Marquis well, but make sure you don't play him to death."

Xie Zhiyun could never have anticipated this woman's sinister intentions... Gu Qianyu hadn't expected herself to cultivate through an entire night either. Though she sat cross-legged the whole night, her legs felt no soreness or fatigue—instead, her body seemed lighter than ever.

Jing Yiren felt some panic within, yet her body didn't seem to suffer much discomfort, so she tried her best to appear composed.

Gu Zhenyu cast a cold glance, and Si Wu's expression was solemn, though inwardly he was delighted. These two men, whichever one it was, were the finest among men—she would never meet such extraordinary figures in her real life.

"Ah, but it's true. Your standing in the Temple of Gods and Demons is unimpressive, and you're ostracized, so naturally your knowledge is limited. Yet, I cannot deceive myself. When I heard Shuying's words, the first image that flashed through my mind was the graceful and alluring Imperial Consort in Qingyang Palace.

If he lets you off so easily, what if you later find yourselves mistakenly killing his people? When Hua Ziyuan and Liu Xinru went to the cliff, Instructor Xu Yong had already called ahead to those in charge and asked them to prepare the necessary climbing equipment.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiushui couldn't help but beam, and unceremoniously placed a bowl of soup before herself and her husband.

So all the Military Intelligence agents and their families gathered at Tianjin Port surged onto the passenger ship provided by the Germans. Before Tianjin's various factions could react, the Song people had already withdrawn completely.

The credit big data system he built—"Let Chinese people feel at ease to pursue excellence and be good. I, Gu Cheng, will prove you strive for excellence and goodness"—was meticulously prepared for this very day.

Trackless spells are those that bypass obstacles and appear suddenly, such as Blade Slash falling from the sky, or Thorn Vines sprouting from beneath your feet—spells that seem to materialize without warning.

"I remember I've said I won't interfere in matters between you and the Apostles, haven't I?" The voice of Yi Daoist rolled like spring thunder, shaking the soul, compelling a sense of awe, making every fiber of one's body tingle as if struck by lightning.

Atalan is home to many religions, and those who commit such illegal acts are surely not limited to just those two. To live in Atalan is to endure an environment of ruthless hardship.

Even if her hands lacked strength and she couldn't perform acupuncture, she wouldn't miss the chance to visit Yin Xiangxiang.

After seeking transcendence from this world and escaping the cycle of rebirth, they could no longer afford to dislike one another; compromise was inevitable, and so they became trustworthy companions.

Su Yan repeatedly emphasized that the transmigrators must send enough personnel to man the ship's lookout posts, but every faction, eager to seize power, was unwilling to see their numbers dwindle. Thus, everyone crowded into the ship's largest dining hall, hurling insults at each other in the fight for management seats.

"Uh... I'm not sure, maybe it has something to do with the demon beast meat we've eaten?" Zhao Fang speculated.

Perhaps the shock was too much—Kamijou Touma's words became incoherent, making him seem almost insane... though perhaps he truly had lost his mind.

Qinglan had served as the personal maid at the side of Zhangsun since she was twelve. At that time, Princess Zhangsun, one of the Five Consorts, was only four years old. Qinglan had witnessed Zhangsun's entire journey of growing up.

Xenophon led his men at a run, and Orpheus had no choice but to follow. Xenophon had declared that if Orpheus couldn't run, someone would carry him, so Orpheus had to keep up. The group followed Xenophon to a man-made mound, where three catapults came into view.