Chapter 1239: All Are Very Familiar

At last, the King of Thieves ended his inner turmoil, resolving to defy his own nature and aid Lu Yang.

"I will help you—"

Before his words could finish, a thunderous boom erupted behind him, unleashing a cataclysmic surge of air that sent him flying, struggling even to find his footing.

The King of Thieves turned his head, only to behold two figures radiating a terrifying aura locked in a standoff, the ground beneath them reduced to complete ruin.

And it did not end there; as the aura of the two figures grew ever more dreadful, it rippled outward with terrifying speed, centering on them as far as the eye could see—

Hearing these words, the throbbing pain in Long Zhiyan's forehead flared up again; the swelling had not subsided at all and seemed to be growing larger by the moment.

Zhunti saw through it all, realizing that because of his own obsession, Amitabha had been burdened with keeping him constant company, unable to advance in his cultivation for the longest time.

Zhang Yunfei smiled and said, "I won't hide it from you. In truth, my heart burns to join the fray. Yet the great war in Europe concerns us not; if we wish to reap benefits, doing so in the early stages of the conflict is out of the question! For once the European war erupts, if I take advantage of the chaos to strike one side, it will inevitably weaken that faction and inadvertently empower the other."

"Heh, you surely know the principle behind it, you're just unwilling to rack your brains," Liu Junhao said with a smile as he looked at them, wishing to grant the trio a chance to distinguish themselves.

"Though the sword intents now show signs of merging, there is still a long, arduous road ahead before every single sword intent within the body can fully fuse into one."

These warships were, of course, entirely designated to breach the dark-golden protective shroud enveloping the outer reaches of the City of Alchemy.

With a series of thunderous, cannon-like booms, a volley of artillery shells sliced in unison through the dark crimson sky, raining down upon the horizon over four thousand meters away where the sea met the heavens.

"Long for me? Didn't we take a photograph together? Whenever you miss me, just look at that photograph," Li Tian said, his eyes fixed upon the other.

The peaches and wine harbored within the dimensional space were, in truth, a rather splendid choice. At this thought, a faint smile surfaced on Liu Xiaoyu's face; it was not entirely for the sake of coin, but rather counted as a grand experience in the journey of life.

The sailors hurriedly cast off the ropes, and the mainsail came down in a skewed fashion; the pressure bearing upon the vessel instantly dissipated, lending it much stability, as bursts of cheers erupted from the crew.

"Chee..." Abu straightened his spine, perhaps sensing that he had now transformed into a rather handsome monkey.

Inside the gloom of the dungeon, after yet another interminable dark night, a meager stream of light spilled through the skylight, serving only to illuminate the cells with a faint clarity.

"Naturally, there is," Gu Yuanmu closed his eyes, savoring the subtle, ethereal fragrance of the tea within his cup; indeed, it possessed the distinct character of Hezhou. Though this tea could not rival that of the capital, it nevertheless held a unique charm of its own.

Beyond the perimeter of the Daoist arena, Zhou Tianhao stood utterly dumbfounded, his thoughts completely derailed by the sheer shock of the spectacle unfolding before his eyes.

She left her words unfinished, for after all, the matter of Wang Yong being a traitor to the Wang clan was a secret of profound gravity.

"You silly girl, I asked you to state your reasons, not to make me speak!" Bai Ye cast a direct glare at the Jade Celestial Maiden, secretly wondering if these formidable masters all possessed such abysmal intellects.

If Geng Jinxiu also understood the art of firing colored glaze, they could communicate more frequently in the days to come, and perhaps even contrive to craft even more exquisite glaze wares.

Since Duan Yuran would not consent to lending the craftsmen, Consort Noble Lu found nothing more to say to her, and thus raised her teacup to dismiss her guest.

He did not explain why he had withheld the truth from Yun Yuexi regarding Master Su's past residence in their household; it was simply that his mother had been gravely ill at the time, and Master Su had provided the silver to hire a physician, so he could not speak of it—this, too, was a gesture of repaying a debt of gratitude.

"Madame must not speak so, or our Princess will surely feel aggrieved," Yun Zhu murmured as she gently supported the Third Madame.

"From whence comes this stray cat? Begone at once!" Suddenly, a figure materialized before the Flying Tiger, menacingly brandishing the long spear in his hand.

Long before half-past seven for the match set to begin at nine, countless Honor of Kings players gathered to participate and spectate, clustering in small groups as they discussed the impending qualifiers with fervent excitement.