Volume 1, Chapter 40: Miaoyan is willing to interpret the Will of Heaven for Your Highness!

At this moment, in a concealed room, Zhao Junjie was quietly studying a stack of manuscript papers while Li Xiaoyi sat across from him. Li Xiaoyi seemed to have something to ask, but did not know how to broach the subject. Finally, Zhao Junjie broke the silence.

Seeing the other person alternately crying and laughing left Li Xiaoyi completely speechless, as he was suddenly pinned down on the bed by the two of them, with Mo Yuling unhesitatingly wrapping her arms around his neck.

Second Brother did not feel a chill in his heart—truly, he was merely recalling everything from the moment he first stepped into the underworld until now.

Just then, a gentle breeze swept by, rustling the green grass on the grave mound. The whispering wind echoed softly in his ears, and this natural sound brought a sense of ease.

Ling Xiao was also extremely awkward. He wanted to climb off Qidiaoxiu Ying, but his limbs were limp and devoid of the slightest strength, making it utterly impossible to rise.

The bodies of the two brothers both trembled. Looking at the youth before them—a youth who, in their eyes, was merely fifteen or sixteen years old—he turned out to be a Central Celestial Master! This was simply too shocking.

With those words, Trecini cast one last deep look at Li Xiaoyi, and then spread her wings, soaring straight up into the heavens.

Post-disaster reconstruction work was also proceeding in an orderly manner. Except for the Third Hokage, who remained in a coma, everything had returned to the right track.

Song Gongbao's single declaration of "Marry me" froze both Bei Juese and Onion Head into stone simultaneously.

Che Yuechi's face was beaten until it was bruised and purple all over, yet he still refused to yield, biting down even harder instead.

However, he had only walked as far as the nearest palace gate when he was blocked by a figure dressed as an imperial guard. It looked as though he was arguing or negotiating with the guard, but the guard remained firm and refused to let him pass.

Those people looked up to see two young men braced against a wall, their feet planted firmly on the ground and their four hands propped against the sky, displaying a magnificence beyond description.

"I have said before, you do not need to be so polite with me. Furthermore, I do not like hearing you say thank you." Whenever Xia Wan said thank you, he always felt as though she suddenly distanced herself from him.

Yuan Yuan looked at Xiao Li with intense suspicion, thinking to herself, clearly it is my birthday coming up, why does Daddy look even more overjoyed than I do?

Possessing a pure spiritual root represented an immeasurable path of cultivation in the days to come, yet such aptitude was often a matter of seeking the unseekable; across the three prefectures, they numbered fewer than the fingers on two hands.

"Is that why you gave me this bracelet? In that case, I don't want this bracelet anymore." With that, Cherry untied the bracelet, preparing to return it to Lan Yi.

"Cherry, for some reason, I have a feeling of déjà vu about this place," Lan Yi said to Cherry.

"Ever since the great battle began, I haven't stopped to rest. I am far too exhausted and need to take a break!" Xia Zitong's face darkened as he spoke.

From Ao Wu's self-destruction to Shang Ni's demonic transformation, and then to Shang Ni's reluctant departure, only a few breaths of time had passed. While Emperor Xianyi Xingxing was still in shock, Shang Ni's figure had already vanished into the horizon.

"I really have grown to love this world..." Sitting on the back of the golden bird, riding the wind for ten thousand miles, Su Ye was filled with extraordinary emotion.

Brother Blood and the others were brilliantly ignored by Yi Linhuai. Marching toward them with such great pomp completely showed a disregard for their presence.

"Then what should we do? If he isn't here, won't there be no one left to stop the Underworld Demonic Lord?" Hearing this, Gu Ren instantly grew somewhat anxious.

"Correct, the Great Elder is right. We second the motion!" The other three elders, seeing this, quickly chimed in.

A disciple holding a long spear spoke while casting a glance at the Golden-Eyed Fierce Wolf King nearby.

In Yekaterinburg, the majority of the surviving Russian troops had arrived and were strengthening the city's defensive constructions. Inside a fortress in the city, Baig and other generals gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

Bazain felt a buzzing in his head and nearly fainted. It took a long time for him to recover his composure. He held the telegram, seemingly trying to verify its authenticity.

"Do the nine of you share the same thought?" Shang Ni did not strike immediately; instead, his gaze swept over the remaining nine battle generals as he asked.

"I earned over two thousand points, not bad at all. Hehe, you've worked hard too, I'll reward you with the remainder." Wang Haitao was also quite pleased. Seeing that he was about to reach five thousand points, he was already halfway through his journey to advance to a two-star rating.

In the blink of an eye, two years had passed, and Long Qianxun finally finished refining the teleportation stele. However, the moment the refining was complete, Long Qianxun was struck by a profound sense of depression, because he found himself completely unable to use the teleportation stele.

Once all the dishes were served, Ziyan pulled Zhi Zhi out of her bag, which prompted Ouyang Qing to test her vocal cords—her scream possessed absolute penetrating power. Zhu Xingxue and Duan Pingjun covered their ears, and even Zhi Zhi shrank its head in fright, burrowing straight into Ziyan's embrace.

Chu Luoxi tilted her head in thought. It seemed that in her past life, she had never paid attention to this film, so she was largely unclear about how it ultimately turned out and simply let the matter drop. Given the Western world's high regard for Qin Shi Huang, things wouldn't turn out too poorly even if it crossed over to the West.

Ye Shiqin lifted her chin and let out a long sigh of relief. A sweet expression involuntarily bloomed on her face, and the tightly knotted worries between her brows dissipated, as if she had suddenly found something to lean on in the bottom of her heart.

Hearing Su Zijin's voice, Ran Wei slowly relaxed her tense body, though her eyes never missed a single movement of the leopard before her.