Chapter 154: Life and Death Duel, Violent Tearing!

Within the illusory space of the Reincarnation Arena.

Thousands of reincarnators stood watching the battle unfolding upon the stage.

For the vast majority of them.

Aside from passing the idle hours by posting on the reincarnation forums, nothing held more allure than observing the clashes between their peers within this phantom realm.

Were it not for the fact that staying to watch in this illusory space cost a steady stream of reincarnation points by the hour, many would likely have lingered here indefinitely—

The Frankish cannon was ignited, and with a thunderous roar, the lead shot tore the scarred face into a shower of flesh and bone, leaving absolutely nothing behind.

The laws governing the cities of the Purple Spirit Continent were uniform: within city walls, not even the resident guardians dared strike wantonly, but once a million li past the gates, any matter of life and death went entirely ignored.

Thus, when the scholars gathered for their poetry assemblies, the professors and instructors of the official academy merely chose to turn a blind eye.

Xin Xianying’s mount galloped ahead, while Budugen, having burst through the blockade of the personal guards, pursued fiercely from behind, the two horses tearing along in a frantic chase until, in a mere breath, Budugen closed the distance; rearing his massive club with a furious roar of "Die, you southern barbarian wench!" he brought it crashing down toward her head.

With a resounding crash, it toppled to the earth, crushing the surrounding trees beneath its weight, while a flock of birds nearby took fright and instantly scattered into the distant sky.

What if the pigsty wasn't built sturdily enough, and when they leaped onto its roof, they crashed straight into the pen? Weren't they afraid of being bitten by the swine?

She pressed a tender kiss to Li Lun, keeping him close by her side, and was just about to resume her council with Peng Ji when Tong Guinu rushed back inside, utterly frantic.

That dense grid of firepower crossed at random, a torrential downpour of laser points flying chaotically through space as countless Jia-star warships maneuvered through the network, unleashing their own heavy batteries and blindly unleashing all their shipborne missiles ahead, knowing well the enemy would not evade.

Cong Huifang walked out of the lounge with a pale face, her soul seemingly lost yet her eyes burning with hatred, while Xi Chen followed behind, watching her move toward the elevator as he remained leaning dazedly against the doorframe, motionless.

Just as the bronze vessel was about to strike Meng Guang, Hu Sanniang suddenly flicked her wrist, sending a silver chopstick flying through the air to strike the bronze cup, knocking it clattering to the floor.

She and her husband did indeed wish to match Eldest Girl with Eldest Brother, but that did not mean Eldest Girl was absolutely forced to marry him.

The very next morning, Lin Yue made her way to the slave market, feeling an underlying discomfort with only the Yun family maids surrounding her, and with the new shop preparing to open, she naturally required hands to manage it; she went first to the matchmaker’s broker, then toward the pier, recalling a vacant storefront nearby.

Just as they reached the door of the detention cell, they saw Wang Bao draw a mobile phone from the inner pocket of his jacket; by regulation, detainees were stripped of all personal belongings, yet Wang Bao carried the device quite openly, a clear sign that his influence ran so deep some officers feared to cross him, or were perhaps complicit in his games.

The strangely shaped grass carpeting the ground was no anomaly at all, but rather the Blue Silver Grass with which Lin Xuan was intimately familiar.

That day, barely after he had snatched breakfast from Duan Chu's hands and finished eating—before Blind Liu could even seek out Zhu to settle their grievance—the wealthiest man in Pengzhou Prefecture, Boss Jin of the banking house, dispatched his steward to summon the blind seer.

Astonishment rippled across the faces of the crowd, none having suspected Lin Yue harbored such deep secrets, while Consort Shuzhao, far from ensnaring Lin Yue, found herself implicitly mocked as a mere matchmaker by the Crown Prince and fell silent; yet this grand matter of royal matrimony remained entirely unknown to the Empress, whose eyes widened across the room as she stared intently back and forth between Lin Yue and the heir.

"Huo Qinglong, do you truly know why my palace has rejected your invitations ever since the day of the courtesan selection?" spoke Diwu Chuntong, the Prince of Zhenbei, with absolute directness.