Chapter 340: The Answer of the Wind

Shen Siyuan chose not to make adults the main souls of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner precisely because adults' minds are too complex; even under the banner's rules, which prevent them from harming Shen Siyuan, they remain unpredictable.

But they are not mindless puppets—they still hold their own thoughts.

The human heart is a labyrinth of demons; Shen Siyuan is only in his twenties, with little life experience and no extraordinary talent.

Although as the banner's master he can control anyone,

Xin Lu's eyes burned red, still in a frenzy—he was not conscious, merely stumbling here by accident in his madness.

These three mid-tier sects agreeing to continue recognizing Beiyao Palace as their superior is already a great favor to Beiyao Palace, their old patron—and that's even before accounting for Gu Fan's influence.

"Now that Longquan has seized Xuyin Pass, they'll hold it tightly and won't dare launch another attack—when will I avenge my father and elder brother!" Xin Ao said, a sharp pain lancing through his chest, nearly causing him to collapse.

Zhongli Luo sneered, idly turning his teacup, murmuring, "Something?" Suddenly he looked up, his phoenix eyes flashing icy light as he locked onto Xi Du Zi; his terrifying aura grew denser.

Although most of the allied army soldiers have surrendered, some diehards still resist.

Han Qianshi said coldly, "Don't call me Lord Creator God. Outside… just call me… Han Qianshi." "Creator God" is merely a title, not a name; of all things in the world, he loved the beauty of flowers most—he created flowers himself, so let him be called Han Qianshi.

After pulling the insect from her palm, Han Yue turned to see Han Mo plummeting like a broken kite toward the ground; she cried out, "Han Mo!" and immediately shot downward to catch him.

"Pah! Mu Huali, Qi Yunlong—it's you two again!" The voice of the Chengtian-level martialist was hoarse, clearly having suffered a setback.

I shook my head; Qian Huang's whereabouts were elusive, utterly mysterious; every time we met, he never took anything seriously—always surrounded by beauties or amid a sea of flowers. Aside from his womanizing, I truly know nothing about him.

Su Huanhuan looked embarrassed. "Then what do you want? I can apologize—I'm sorry!" She had already said it.

She rose gracefully and walked to the window, inviting Qiu Fenglie to join her there to talk… Though Qiu Li had fully immersed herself in the simulation battle, it was still better to speak elsewhere.

Because the Prison Alliance specializes in assassination, those who join it cultivate Dao methods and spiritual powers that are mostly cold, cruel, and ruthless—utterly incompatible with scorching environments. Excessive heat not only hinders cultivation but, over time, may leave hidden dangers.

Xiao Weiwei's shoelaces had also been replaced by Liu Danqing with 550 paracord—extremely durable and suitable for many uses.

Chu Jingnian and others stared in shock; they hadn't expected Mu Yu to volunteer for the vanguard, especially since the current situation was far more dire than when they'd passed through the battle zone of two native beasts—pressure on the vanguard was unimaginable.

Now, the Shanghai office they'd rented had transformed into the provisional company address and the newly established Shanghai branch office.

He found an empty bench, had Jiaoteng Hui sit down, then, as he steadied his breathing, handed her the mineral water he'd bought below the mountain.

Before Zhou Zhi could react, Fang Hao had already become a blood shadow, appearing before Chen Zhipeng, one hand piercing straight through his heart.

"Brother Mu, shall we step out and test this array's power? I can't wait, hahaha!" Min Luo exclaimed excitedly.

At this moment, the Luo family all wore grim faces, inwardly fearful; most of them knew of the grudge between their ancestor and Mu Ningxin, and feared she might target the Luo family.

Wang Ruoye looked as if she'd just woken up and logged back in, yet her monologue flowed without pause—impossible to imagine she'd reviewed all the meeting minutes in mere seconds… She'd simply chosen the moment she deemed most suitable to insert herself into the meeting.