Volume 1, Chapter 52: Returning to the Sect

"Senior, we have arrived."

Hearing Yao Xi's voice, Ye Wuchen quickly snapped back to his senses, mentally cursing himself for his poor willpower as he had almost been bewitched by her.

However, this woman was indeed a supreme beauty; even in his past life, Ye Wuchen had rarely seen such a seductive woman.

"Please take a seat, young lady!"

Imperial Concubine Lan raised her slender eyebrows slightly, instantly holding Yao Xi in somewhat higher regard.

Next came a comprehensive introduction to high-tech industries such as computers, with a special emphasis on the rapid development the entire industry was bound to experience. Finally, a prediction was made: future high-tech billionaires would emerge one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, creating one brand-new American Dream after another.

Just as Lin Pei was within five meters of reaching Chen Feng and the others, Lin Xin happened to feel that the hair blocking half of her face was making it somewhat itchy. Out of habit, she naturally raised her right hand and gently brushed the hair aside.

The idea proposed by Zhang Tianyang was nothing less than the vision of Zhang Weiyang and Zhang Pojun. Father and son alike dreamed of allowing the Zhang family to leave a legacy for ages to come, living up to their lifelong military prestige. Yet Zhang Tianyang's two elder brothers had died in battle, Elder Zhang Weiyang was old and frail, and that fierce general Zhang Pojun had been confined to a wheelchair for ten full years.

"Did you come here to beg me for mercy on your knees? Hehe, if that's the case, then I can only tell you that wanting me to spare your life is out of the question. You've provoked me, and you're a dead man," Chang Baxian said coldly to me.

Zhang Tianyang's expression tightened. Just a single glance was enough for him to identify the true identities of these three people—the old eunuch's strength was simply too terrifying. However, when Richard's spiritual sense probed toward Zhang Tianyang, it was blocked by a layer of profound energy, preventing him from seeing clearly.

A moment later, the white light finally vanished, and Caroline was still suspended in mid-air. Ron, however, was dumbstruck. Was this—was this still Caroline?

In truth, many things become clear with just a hint. Why did purchasing weapons for the Iran-Iraq War have anything to do with Argentina in South America?

Fairy Xiao picked up Xue Lan, and a man with long hair and a long beard walked out of the prison cell, shoving a white-glowing pill into Xue Lan's mouth.

Quite a few gazes shifted over. When they noticed Xuan Yuanmu and Yu Yao, their pupils constricted slightly as they secretly pondered the origins of these individuals.

I casually strolled around them as if nothing was amiss, and by the end of the circuit, I finally understood the reason for their spirited demeanor.

"It doesn't hurt; I'm used to it." Mo Linghuan smiled indifferently and hurriedly picked up the shirt on the bed to put it on. Just as she was about to button it up, Mo Lingying said softly, "Let me do it!" Mo Linghuan paused slightly and nodded gently.

"Where are you going?" A low voice, suppressed with forced fury, suddenly rang out, causing Weiyang to tremble all over. She turned her head to look and saw Li Yunhao, travel-worn and dusty, staring coldly at the two of them. Behind him stood Li Yun瑾, Qin Feng, Mu Chen, and Zhuifeng.

In Imperial Concubine Huangfu's residence, a fine drama was currently unfolding. Lady Cui and Lady Deng were sitting together sipping tea. Having enjoyed favor lately, Lady Cui was living a much more glorious life than before, and Huangfu Cong and Huangfu Hui were gradually able to hold their heads high among their siblings.

Ren Wei sneered with utter disdain and laughed, "You are Lu Chao, the First Gentleman of Yangzhou? I'm afraid you've merely grown accustomed to a life of luxury and only learned the opening stances of the 'Nirvana Sword Decision'. Let me show you what real martial arts look like." With those words, his steel fork struck forth swiftly once more, stabbing left and sweeping right in a lightning-fast blow.

Silence and despairing gazes were the only answers he received. Could it be that the Later Zhou dynasty's fortune had truly run out?

The decision was made—Coral's life could be spared, but her martial arts must be destroyed, especially that enviable and fearsome "Innate Qi," which had to be broken. Otherwise, if she were truly pulled into the fold of the demonic sects, it would spell utter catastrophe for the entire orthodox martial world.