Chapter 183: The Useless Holy Stone and the 1943 Agreement

「Besides these, what else do you know? If it's not certain, don't say it. 」

Su Qing had a toothache; he had wanted to ask the Grand Priest for the secret of the Ankala Holy Stone, but this fellow, after talking for a long time, every sentence began with either 'legend has it' or 'it is said' or 'I heard', lacking any absolute certainty.

The Grand Priest, his mind bewitched by demonic blood, thought for a moment, looking at the holy stone in his hand, and said: 'The holy stone requires the power of faith; only sufficient'

Wu Hao said no more, gave a slight nod, and his qi sank to the dantian, his spirit returned to the Great Void; amidst the bewildering transformations, the surroundings were immediately entwined with an unimaginably rich spiritual aura.

At this moment, Chu Feng wore the Eastern Emperor Bell on his head, held the Slay Immortal Sword in his hand, stepped upon the void, his whole body surrounded by blood qi, filled with an invincible aura of indomitable strength, a white robe fluttering in the wind.

Zhu Fu hurriedly thanked him, after all his former position had been given by Chao Gai and a few others; since Jiang De was absent, it could only be a temporary title, now removed, signifying that Jiang De formally accepted him as a member of Liang Shan.

Liu Yuxi recalled the entire structure of this floor; walking straight over like this should encounter no obstacles. Liu Yuxi closed his eyes for a moment, listening to the various sounds around him, even the shouts from downstairs audible, then he took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes.

Hong Zhong's heart blossomed with joy; although he knew Duanmu Yu's cultivation was strong, with Wu Hao as a variable, everything became possible, so he hurriedly waddled over to Wu Hao.

'Sect Master Su, it's your turn in the third match!' Zhang Yuanhao floated leisurely into midair, standing beside Su Yunling, and reminded her.

After Gongsun Kang's death, he had two sons: the eldest named Gongsun Huang, the younger named Gongsun Yuan; they were both very young at the time, and Gongsun Kang's brother Gongsun Gong succeeded him. Han Wei continued to enfeoff Gongsun Gong as Marquis of Xiangping, and appointed him Governor of Liaodong.

'Actually, we really do have this method.' Liu Yuxi suddenly said, his tone very solemn, with no hint of joking.

How the future will be, he cannot yet see; but for now, Ao Xu has already moved ahead of him, and after this battle, his standing among the Fish-Dragon Clan will surely be more secure, and his weight in the Dragon Emperor's eyes will also increase.

Han Wei's army advanced by water, pressing straight toward Hukou; like Chen Duan, this sort of greedy-for-life, afraid-of-death lot, had long since made preparations to surrender.

Xi Wa did not approve of him doing such an uncertain undertaking, after all his analysis was merely theoretical, there was no need to risk himself. But he was just a stubborn donkey, the type that resists being led and backs off when pressed; once he had made up his mind, he would immediately go try it.

At this time, the Mongol herders also lacked a strong sense of ethnic identity, even weaker than that of the Han people.

Only to see, the camel directly pushed itself up from the hospital bed, legs off the bed, due to overexertion, directly breaking the iron-plate-welded hospital bed.

A Wu secretly lifted the carriage curtain, her eyes skillfully hidden at the back to peek outside; those outside noticed nothing at all. A young lady like her had long since mastered the skill of doing wrong without leaving a trace.

Tonight a gentle breeze blew, white mist shrouding the fairy‑high mountain; in the sky a round disc, the bright moon hung high, illuminating the white‑clad pair on the Rainbow Bridge's railings, their robes fluttering, the mist hazy, as if they were immortals.

The yin energy that Wang Bing had absorbed from the Fifth Elder had not yet been transmuted, and Wang Bing also happened to take this opportunity to deal with the matter.

However, only Zhu Youjian knew what kind of revolution this formally large‑appearing machine that provided considerable power would bring; although it is still in the experimental stage, lacking practical value, it already marks a step closer to mechanization for the Great Ming.

Han Guan Ying used his strong magic to seal the iron‑clad train, then moved the iron‑clad combat vehicle with primordial force away from the Presidential Office, and threw that combat vehicle into a scenic lake in a park.