Chapter 466: The Richest Man Under Heaven

The State of Qin.

After bathing, the Lord of Changxin was dressed by his maids.

After half an hour of bustling preparation, he finally selected a piece of fine jade, chose a perfumed pouch, fastened it on, and only then did the Lord of Changxin step out, satisfied.

As a member of the Qin royal family with a hereditary title, his daily life was this simple and unadorned.

He rose in the morning, bathed for an hour, spent half an hour dressing, ate breakfast for another half hour, then took a leisurely stroll.

He had long understood that the power of his Infinite Tsukuyomi lay within his own spirit.

Gui Shu’s firecrackers exploded with furious intensity, crackling nonstop for half an hour—every single firecracker in the entire cart burned, and the ground outside the courtyard grew scorching hot, louder than New Year’s Eve; this year, Gui Shu was thoroughly satisfied. He lay on the cart, peered again, as if searching for one more to light.

Yang Tian felt the sky itself was collapsing—this power and aura were unmatched, far stronger than his Sky-Turning Palm by tens of thousands of times, far greater than any opponent he had ever faced before.

Huang Shan’s Heaven and Earth Radiance, stretching fifty thousand li and summoning a hundred-zhang vortex, meant nothing before Yun Feiyang.

I pondered this for a long time, phrased it gently, made my refusal seem reasonable, expressed my refusal without hurting Xibei’s pride, so she would understand: it wasn’t that I didn’t want her—it was that I was unworthy of her.

“Getting less adorable,” Esdeath muttered, releasing her grip on Su Yuan. As for causing trouble? She wasn’t that bored or childish. A hobby was one thing; duty was another. Esdeath still centered herself, but it wouldn’t affect her teammates.

Five severed heads rolled across the floor; headless corpses slumped sideways, blood gushing from their neck stumps like fountains, the ground nearly submerged in crimson.

With his current strength and condition, he was not yet at a level capable of threatening the entire Celestial God Palace—if he truly pushed his luck, the Celestial God Palace would surely fight back.

In the current situation, for Nan Yun Zhongyi, he desperately hoped the Allied naval main force was near Java Island, so the Japanese Combined Fleet could strike decisively and annihilate the Allied navy in one blow.

“We won’t disturb you further. We look forward to your good news.” With that, Chen Chen and Zhang Zhe strode away.

“Thanks for everything these past days.” Zhang Zhe turned, extinguished his cigarette, wanted to ask Anna about Zhang Xuan—but right now, besides Chen Chen, nothing else mattered to him; he couldn’t even form the words.

More importantly, on the Caucasus front, with German assistance, the Turks had seized the capitals of Armenia and Azerbaijan.

The sword qi pierced through every building along the street before fading. Lin Ken broke into a cold sweat—he was lucky he’d dodged in time; otherwise, he’d have been split clean in two.

Damn, that was some kick—he flew thirty or forty meters. To my shock, a black palm print appeared on his back.

The instant that thing pushed open the wooden gate of the courtyard, Lan Ding Shu, tidying things inside the main hall, suddenly felt an eerie, inexplicable shift in the air.

The Allied Second Army also included a few British units in Southeast Asia and two New Zealand regiments.

As soon as I stepped out the gate, Zhixia arrived in her Lamborghini. I got in and asked: What the hell happened?

Yin Que immediately said: In his view, breaking in from within was also a viable strategy—but with one condition: how to break into the centipede from within?

Lu Bochen got out from the driver’s seat, walked around the car, opened the passenger door, bent down, and lifted Qin Xi out.