Chapter 59: The Gods

The night deepened.

In the lord’s mansion, Deng Ken sat in the main seat, with Crow Queen Tres and Aniya facing him on either side; before reclaiming London and other places, Southampton had become his viceroy’s residence.

He truly disliked living in castles or fortresses.

The candle flame flickered.

On the left, Aniya listened with rapt attention; when she heard Deng Ken seize the sea monster’s head and smash it against the rocks, she seemed to be there herself, a flush of excitement rising on her lovely face.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xiao sat by the window in thought, wondering how, given her current situation, she could reach the island where Pei Yuansheng and Jin Xiaoyi were.

“Remember what I said,” Lone Star told Yi Feng, fearing that Yi Feng might harvest too much Wood Core Essence—such pressure even he could not withstand.

Special effects: Lacerate, Sky-Splitting Slash, Spirit-Sealing Strike, Walkerfili’s Might, Advanced Warrior Proficiency.

Upon hearing Hu Li say there was movement nearby—silent and stealthy—Li Hai’s already tense heart rose further; once bitten by a snake, one fears ropes for ten years; without his cultivation, Li Hai was now like a bird startled by the sound of a bowstring.

This reply was both unreasonable and profoundly logical; Xiong Ti was instantly left red-faced and speechless.

Seeing Su Qing remain silent, the class president forced himself to continue: “The classmates asked me to ask if you could give us some advice.” He desperately held back the unspoken words: “It would be even better if you joined in.”

Ice Mad merely smiled faintly—he had anticipated this outcome—and said sternly: “Then, if there are no objections, to save time, the prediction begins now.”

After finishing her tea, Su Qing waited until the other side had finished her “work” before taking over; she had no aversion to makeup, but she hated removing it—felt it was even more troublesome than applying it.

Fengdu was truly moved by Zhou Cheng’s foolish behavior; such a man was a true man—seemingly foolish, yet genuinely so. Having endured years of hardship, no one understood better than him the feeling of being treated like a fool. Zhou Cheng’s sincerity and foolishness reminded him of himself.

Any fierce general’s ring-blade was typically specially lengthened and thickened, with varying designs; Ji Ling’s ring-blade was plain and unadorned, while Gan Ning’s was lavish and gleaming—not only polished to a shine, but with the tip slightly upturned and over a dozen wolf-tooth-like serrations carved along the spine, appearing fierce and razor-sharp.

“Rich men’s wine and meat rot, while on the road lie bones of the starved; Dongzhou suffers severe drought, ten thousand acres of fertile land yield nothing. Madam Zhou does not think of aiding the poor, yet still sends meat to the army—truly, she cares deeply for General Zhou,” Chai Yi said coldly.

Though Yan Yun had once been a Sovereign, his aura back then had not reached its current terrifying level. Moreover, from that aura, he sensed a trace of unfamiliarity—as if it did not originate from Yan Yun himself.

At this moment, all three stone doors had been opened; behind each, at the end of the line of sight, was the same endless corridor as before.

Gradually, as Wu Yan slew more and more demonic beings, the amount of Eternal Essence he absorbed increased as well.

“What did she ask you to fetch?” Before Leng Xuan could finish speaking, Zhong Ping stepped out from inside the room, asking sternly; his expression suggested something terrible was about to happen.

Who would call me at this hour? I pulled out my phone and saw Qi Jingyao’s name.

“Deposit offset” means depositing a small sum to offset a larger one; compared to simple discounts, this more effectively recaptures capital, because with price discounts, you must sell goods to recover funds—modern real estate can pre-sell, but his landholdings cannot, since the gentry and powerful clans of Lujiang refuse to buy.