Chapter 145: Our Third Episode

The most simple and straightforward reason why Wanbai Li could produce two design drafts in three hours was probably because she had already released one in the past.

Wanbai Li unconsciously twirled the second design draft she had drawn. The prototype of this draft had already taken shape back in her high school days, but at that time, she still lacked the ability to fully bring it to life, and even if she had actually drawn it out, there was no way to replicate and put it into practice.

Because of this reason, she kept delaying it, dragging it on and on, until graduation from high school when she barely...

Just at this moment, a powerful demon appeared. It stood hundreds of feet tall with a robust physique, and a pair of wings spanning dozens of feet on its back. With a slight flap, it blotted out the sky and earth, while spatial storms flickered around it.

A burly man with a dark face stepped forward and asked. Judging by Wang Bin's attire, he looked like a scholar, yet this scholar was far too young—just a mere boy, at most fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Our family owns a lot of land in Swan Valley in the eastern suburbs... mainly consisting of vineyards and wineries. Are these also included within this area?" the major general asked.

Zhao He immediately understood. While signaling with the horn to sound a warning, he shouted to the guard unit: "Those who charge the formation shall die!" Following that, he shot and killed four or five men. The charging crowd instantly snapped to their senses somewhat and rushed off to the sides.

Hearing this, Yifeng Lin curled his lip, though he did not say anything further, and simply sat down on the sofa.

Under the previous wave of concentrated fire, a third of that starlight barrier had already burst into stellar mist; under this latest wave, more than two-thirds vanished, allowing him to catch sight of the elves hiding within.

He suddenly stopped. In his soul state, that pair of dim, gloomy pupils locked firmly onto the front, fixing upon that colossal beast in the corner of the world. It lay dormant in the darkness, staring wide-eyed with its pair of eternal golden pupils, yet those eyes radiated a light of utter desolation.

"That's easy! Leave it entirely to Us! We guarantee that Lingshuang will like you!" Hearing this, Batian Wu immediately wore a look of ecstatic joy, and even Quantianji looked at Xuanling Huang with a face full of delight.

Usually, there were few occasions when artillery was fired with such frequency, and generally they only fired toward open seas and land, shooting at targets and the like, without knowing what they were actually blowing up.

Not only she noticed it, but even those beside Lady Ulanara noticed as well. Their gazes flickered one by one, and their words grew fewer.

Craftsman Tang could not evade in time, coughing up a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying directly, half of his body landing on the iron grating above the pool of blood.

"Meet your doom!" With a furious roar, the Blood Sovereign reached out and grabbed toward Sun Zhen. A powerful suction force swept over, and no matter how Sun Zhen resisted, he could not break free from this pull.

Both paths were forms of cultivation; why must they be divided into rigid ranks and hierarchies? Why should immortals be revered while demons are reviled by all? Who says that everything immortals do is necessarily good, and everything demons do is necessarily evil? A sense of injustice welled up inside me, feeling that it was utterly unfair.

Perhaps the situation was far from reaching that point, but it was still best to be cautious for now; he did not wish to gamble here.

However, his lightness skills had indeed reached a world-shaking and astonishing level. When he had once boasted to Qinghe Teng that he was the number one expert of the Tiangang Sect, it was not without foundation—except that the words "in lightness skills or footwork" needed to be added before that title of "number one expert."

As fellow intelligence organizations unsupported by the imperial court, the Hundred-Solution Pavilion, which survived purely by trading information, naturally found itself at loggerheads with the Imperial Guard Manor. Directly opposite or beside every Feast God Residence across the world that belonged to the Imperial Guard Manor, a branch of the Hundred-Solution Pavilion would be established, and Shu Province was naturally no exception.

Xingxing You muttered softly, reaching out to check. Although weak, the breath was still there. With a flick of her finger, she channeled genuine Qi to seal key acupoints and stop the bleeding, and even pressed her sword scabbard against his forehead, funneling a strand of purple Qi to sustain his life so he wouldn't meet King Yama before even waking up.

Just as Giliwar was about to turn and leave, he realized the face towel was still in his hand. He hurriedly scampered back on the run, tossed it back over the wooden barrel, and then ran off with a grinning face. Fortunately, he hadn't forgotten to close the door.