Chapter 936: The Second Battle

In his past life, the Li family of the Yangtze River, after obtaining the land grant from the Hong Kong government, pulled off a complete farce—developing prime real estate into luxury housing for sale.

As for the promised tech park, they never took it seriously; the entire project remained half-dead, and their pledge to attract giants like IBM and Microsoft never materialized—eventually, the Hong Kong government had to step in and clean up the mess.

But the Li family of the Yangtze River, through the properties built on that land, had made a fortune front to back.

“I don’t care about anything else! I’ve heard you possess a material called Ice Silkworm Blood Silk—I want only that!” Gu Qing said with a half-smile.

The Poison Sect disciples weren’t fools; their lives were precious too. Rushing headlong like moths to a flame solved nothing—it was merely stupid suicide.

Shang Rong twisted his palm, seized the opening, and let the golem’s fist pass by; at the wrist, he tightened his grip, continuing with the golem’s momentum forward. Once the punch exhausted its force, Shang Rong twisted his wrist downward and seized it in a lock, pinning the golem, then raised his right foot and slammed it hard three inches below the golem’s spinal vertebrae.

Lü Bu’s eyes were slightly damp—with emotion from winning the people’s hearts. The common folk remembered kindness and repaid it; his lifelong ideal had finally gained universal recognition, and his sacrifices were worth it. In that moment, Lü Bu felt a daze—as if giving his life would be no sacrifice at all.

“Uh, are you referring to this bank card? It was retrieved from beneath the corpse—it seems to have been pressed under the victim’s body,” the officer replied.

Though his internal Qi was entirely gone, he still retained the insight of Zhiming. After attaining Zhiming, Mu Qiansan recalled how Yang Shanzhe fought opponents solely through precise judgment of Qi currents—even without cultivation, he could bring down countless cultivation experts.

Second, the Undead Clan’s pursuing force has drawn near. As mentioned earlier, even if the Lord of the Underworld doesn’t kill them now, death is inevitable—who else could rescue them from this crisis?

Wang Po stepped back several steps, stunned by the sudden turn of events. If he had the strength to match him, why wait until near death to unleash it?

“Hah! Looks like you’re not completely senile—you guessed right!” Gu Qing smiled. Before their wide-eyed stares, his body slowly transformed into the short, stout middle-aged man he had been earlier, then reverted to his original appearance.

“Why the rush? The Foreign Tea House and the Traveler’s Inn lie east and west—you must strike both simultaneously to avoid alerting the enemy. Do you know where your father is?” Li Hanyun now seemed far calmer.

At this very moment, beneath that explosion site, miles underground, flowed a hidden river.

The reason the elf struggled to control power after growing larger was mainly poor bodily coordination—she couldn’t master perfect control. But for Ting Shu, a supreme coordinator, these weren’t major issues; with intent, proper training and planning could resolve them.

Though he could follow his beautiful adoptive mother indefinitely without her noticing, doing so would mean she might never speak to him again—and he would miss out on her, and her world.

“Lu Xi and everyone, don’t misunderstand—I didn’t ask my older brother, no, Wu Di, to propose,” Xu Le quickly defended himself.

The three had just witnessed Zhang Yi’s strength—he was far superior to them, so they could only watch helplessly, too afraid to act. This was the usual flaw of such people: bullying the weak, fearing the strong.

After a long hour, the blackened flesh and blood on Shen Qingwu’s face were finally scraped clean. Xie Rui applied medicine, and as soon as everything was done, Ni Chang hurriedly handed him a towel to wipe his hands.

After consulting with E Jun, Qin Meng changed the ceremony scheduled for the first day of the tenth month—from beheading Li Yuan to offer him to heaven—to using heavenly thunder to strike Li Yuan dead.