Chapter 200: Inheriting, Campaigning

The patriarch looked Manyu up and down.

A sudden, sharp gleam erupted from his rheumy eyes as he spoke: "The Guardian Deity has awaited news of you for many a year. Since you have returned safe and sound, come with me to atone for your sins before the Deity."

The patriarch was already well advanced in years.

For the past few years, the matter of a successor had been weighing heavily on his mind.

The current Fusang tribe was beset by wolves in front and tigers behind, and the conflict that had erupted with the Nine Tower Mountain clan was growing—

At the same time, the moment the battle with the Heaven-Swallowing Giant Frog commenced on this side, Spicy Strip was also watching the video sent by his younger sister with immense tension; yet no matter how anxious or hurried he was, if the boulders within this narrow pass were not cleared away, he had absolutely no way to aid her.

Lord Tianshi smiled and did not press the matter further; he had merely spoken to set Shaoyang's mind at ease.

A flash of white struck Xia Fan's vision, so piercing that it forced him to close his eyes; when he opened them once more, he found that he and Ana had arrived in a world teeming with vibrant life, filled with the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds.

Shaoyang sighed inwardly. With the task bestowed upon him by his own system, he naturally had to exert every ounce of his strength to snatch this assignment away from Xu Fu.

She scanned her surroundings and discovered that, apart from those clothes, only a single blue jumpsuit hung incongruously in the very center.

The amber liquid seemed to contain the stars themselves, gleaming with extraordinary brilliance as it crashed against the ice blocks, which bore the heavy marks of axe and chisel; once poured into the goblet, the wine took on a golden hue.

"Whew—" The man exhaled a breath and straightened his long-bent torso, looking as though he had encountered some sort of trouble.

"Uncle Zhang, I have never understood what it is you truly value. Is it this Nine Phoenix robe upon your shoulders, or is it Zhang Wei?" Bai Lian asked faintly.

Smelling the fragrant aroma of the meat Sun Haochi was roasting, the surrounding people could not help but swallow their saliva, and one by one they began to mimic his method, preparing their own roast meat.

The roots and stems of the Lu tree had already crept along the slope of the back mountain, pushing upward, determined to conquer the entire rear of Yuquan Mountain.

If that were the case, Jia Xu could be liberated from the tedious routine of daily administrative affairs, the better to assist Hong Xiang in handling troublesome special matters and sudden emergencies.

Seeing this, Ya Shan stared with his remaining eye until it was as wide as a bronze bell, filled to the brim with horror, stripped even of the basic ability to speak.

Upon Hong Xiang's return, ten thousand matters demanded his attention; after a turn of deliberation with military strategist Jia Xu and others, it was finally decided to temporarily ignore Cao Cao's rampant expansion and simply watch the situation unfold.

Lei Shengda and I glanced at him; he was almost entirely out of sight, yet I could practically feel that Duan Siping was desperately holding back his laughter.

"Damn it, they go too far! Brother Ye, we cannot let these bastards off the hook!" Long Jiang spoke, his fists clenched tight with fury.

Wang Qitian exhaled a heavy breath, only then calming his mind before turning to look at Xia Xue; to his surprise, Xia Xue was not breathing heavily at all, as though the perilous situation and frantic sprint just now had nothing to do with her, her expression utterly serene.

"I have no time to waste on you. Three moves shall decide the victor. If you can force me back a single step within three moves, consider it your win; otherwise, you lose!" Ling Shaotian said.

Suddenly, five ranks of men dressed in neat white robes and bearing an aura of immense majesty crashed down upon five giant trees, adopting a posture of predatory vigilance.

Upon witnessing the exorbitant profits within, it began as a mere collusion between grain merchants and the local authorities, but later, flour merchants, cloth merchants, cotton clothing merchants, and even the tailors who made shoes allied themselves with the government; with the authorities backing them, they simultaneously drove up prices.

"Not particularly well." Lin Ai managed a stiff smile and turned around mechanically, looking at the Totoro. "Are you certain you do not require our assistance?" After all, an extra hand meant an extra glimmer of hope.

Teacher Pang held aloft a massive torch, which crackled softly as it burned. He waved his arms, his bearded face etched with gravity, urging them on without pause.