One hundred thirty-two.

"Good heavens, why is it this thing again?" Looking at what had finally been unearthed by the shovel, everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.

In the current climate, it is truly rare for such a massive tribe to maintain such deep bonds of kinship.

With a smile on his face, he gestured for them to follow. They headed downstairs, arriving at the lobby on the ground floor.

Now... only a little over three years later... he had forgotten the words he once spoke. Yin Shixiu, who had once ached for her homesickness and fear of leaving, now asked why she insisted on returning to the country as a teaching assistant when she could have stayed to work in Bath.

Yin Shiqing’s expression turned stiff and ashen, while Shi Haiyan’s footsteps froze completely, unable to move even half a step further.

Approaching one of the cannons to observe it, I discovered that it had already been loaded. Even the fuse at the rear of the breech showed no signs of dampness, as if someone had just prepared it moments ago.

He even laughed until he lost control; his mood, which had been clouded by the matter of Princess Qiaoqiao, suddenly brightened and cleared.

Their eyes met. Cheng Taotao’s mouth was slick with grease; she must have been eating potato chips and hadn't wiped her lips, and there were even crumbs clinging to her forehead.

A sharp pain shot through her body, and as her grip loosened, Bo Xinlan fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

Zuo Jiang never imagined that such a formidable young man would suddenly appear in the capital. The more he fought, the more his heart trembled with terror.

Most of Licheng’s defenses had been transferred to the fortress. As it stood, Licheng was simply incapable of resisting the Ming army.

By harnessing the Yellow River and undertaking major water conservancy projects, supplemented by the help of modern scientific technology, the entire Ming Empire was flourishing.

***

Having said that, a force field erupted from his center, extending infinitely into the distance. This space-locking formation was one of the great arrays from the same era as the Tiangang Seven-Star formation. Although its true form had been obtained by Ling Chutian, he had sacrificed his own lifespan to transfer a portion of its power to Ling Yunche for the sake of this Void Hegemony.

"Lin Chen, come to the Martial Arts Alliance. I need to discuss your entry into Longquan with you," Long Wu’s voice came over the phone.

The artist began painting toward the end of the Northern Yuan dynasty's rule over Xi'an. The figures in the painting were lifelike, and the scenes were fused with the real world to create a sense of authenticity; this was undoubtedly the work of someone who had lived through it all.

Otherwise, given how Gaia was thrashing about, let alone the pain from the torn wounds, the sheer blood loss alone was more than the current Gaia could withstand.

A flash of brilliance appeared in Zhu Di’s eyes. He took the item from Zhang Yu’s hand—it was a roll of parchment—and he opened it impatiently.

The four battalion commanders were at a loss and scratched their heads one after another. Liu Fan said, "I already have a plan to ensure we break through Ye County within two days!" The commanders were skeptical, but recalling the victory from the day before yesterday, they did not press the matter.

"He is the young patriarch of the Yingzhao clan?" The group was even more depressed. How could the corpse of a dignified young patriarch appear here?

"She is also a soldier. I’ve heard of her for a long time. I came here because of her. To be honest, I like her, but I don't even have a photo of her," Cao Mengang said, scratching his head.

"Don't you worry about that. The number of people who know your situation is exactly the same as it was before, and not one of them would dare leak this information!" Yun Hao said loudly.

The enraged Chen Jin had long since become manic; now, only slaughter could appease his fury.

Jun turned his head and started the car with a serious expression, and the group sped away before the dust could settle.

The treasures of Kunlun are extremely rare even in the God Realm; to the vast majority of powerhouses there, they are things that only exist in legends.

***

Just then, having sat down in the restaurant, Sun Ce asked Cao Cao the questions he had been wanting to ask throughout the journey.

And so, after walking for about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the Green Python led Ye Xiu to the foot of a towering, majestic mountain.

They had no desire to court death. It requires immense courage to rashly catch a ten-ton behemoth, though it would be no problem for two flying zombies to work together to catch this Tier 3 Tail-Hammer zombie.

The young man carried two long black swords on his back; the blades were very narrow, only the width of a finger.

He would arrive in Nanjiang City just after midnight, which would be the perfect time to surprise Chu Yan. Isn't there a saying that lovers should create more surprises for each other?

"Swish!" An arc of electricity struck out, successfully stringing together three Tier 2 zombies. Their bodies began to go numb, and drool leaked from the corners of their mouths. Though this wouldn't kill them, it would paralyze them, leaving them unable to move.

Furthermore, their family assets had long been squandered by that second uncle. Even their mother's dowry had been lost in a gambling den under the Governor's Mansion. If it weren't for their mother’s foresight in keeping this shop and some silk, they would likely be sleeping on the streets by now, unable to even compare to the servants of a wealthy household.

She didn't tell him where she was having the surgery, but clearly, things must have come to an end over there.

"Mortal, I will not tolerate you coming to this sacred land!" The mouse spoke in a voice that sounded somewhat like a child's.