Chapter 13136 — Once You Reach That Level

In the end, everyone must return to reality.

Still, given Li Jinwang's style, he had always been extraordinarily generous in such matters, so naturally he would not stint on what he owed the others.

As for Wei Zhao himself.

His relationship with Li Jinwang had always been one of equal partnership; his position was essentially that of a shareholder holding a stake in this small team.

What Li Jinwang had promised him would naturally not be the kind of paper agreement offered to the others.

A reward like that...

Minos and the other each brooded over their own thoughts, and at this moment the academy head finally announced the start of the annual examination; afterward, most of the students left the academy in batches for the several arenas throughout the city. A portion of the students who cared nothing for the contest went back to rest or to make their preparations—in any case, fewer than one in ten remained here.

After boarding the passenger ship, the cabins Lin Xiaofeng and the others occupied were naturally the finest first-class staterooms aboard.

Although he was both a man of the demon sect and a member of the Demon-Catching Bureau, and by rights could play both sides and lose out to neither.

Gao Fei, Ye Qinghun, Luo Xingyi, and Wang Weilong charged forward, holding their combat stances, ready to exchange blows.

Fangtian Taro led several of his Japanese subordinates out from the other end of the basement into another set of rooms, while Hei San sent men to deal with the hidden sentries outside and entered another basement through a different door.

But for reasons of time, such adjustments were truly necessary. And it also preserved overall mobility.

So Duan Jiulian and Bai Li held an awkward position in the Kingdom of Huang; everyone else took the two of them for Xiao Mo's concubines, yet only the two of them knew that Xiao Mo had never laid a finger on them.

The power of the Great Zhoutian Divine Sword was too terrifying; even with the Swallowing Heaven Cauldron and the War God Suit to ward it off, Ling Xiao was still shaken and injured by the force contained within that sword qi, and his five organs and six viscera began to churn.

The Son of Heaven seemed to have gone mad, a murderous intent surging sky-high from his whole body as he drove the power of the True Body of the Heavenly Emperor to its utmost limit.

Of course he knew the pressure that came with founding a sect, but even without founding one—was there no pressure then?

He was not particularly alarmed, for he had a feeling that he could wake from this dream at any moment. This feeling arose for no discernible reason, and Xing Tianyu could not say why he had it, but he was simply full of confidence.

When the Holy Mother of the Western Sea saw that Pei Long was kind-hearted and a rare prodigy of the martial arts, she took him as her disciple and taught him all her skills; and so in a very short time Pei Long mastered his abilities and led the people of Tubo in a hunt and counterattack. Only then did the bear-beast demons' activities somewhat abate.

Within a few days, Grand Marshal Feng Changqing personally led a hundred thousand troops straight to the foot of Niulong Mountain, fully prepared for a single decisive assault on the mountain.

Beigong Boyu was afraid. "Wait! Give us a moment to discuss it!" Aji acquiesced; he had no better option either.

The Parthian Empire had vast territory, nearly three million square kilometers, and a population approaching thirty million; its army of over a million was composed mostly of heavy, solidly built cavalry, and its strength was formidable. That was why Parthia, in contending with Daqin over Armenia and the Two Rivers region, could fight Daqin to a standstill.

He woke with a start from the dream, his forehead slick with cold sweat. The night was as it had been; in the courtyard the light of the phoenix lamp struggled through the window paper, adding a rare glow to the room, and his heavy breathing was clearly audible.

As he spoke, Chen Gongnan's personal guards all moved to shield him, fearing Guo Nianfei would strike! Guo Nianfei paid him no mind at all and walked straight toward Yang Ziyu. Yang Ziyu had already been scared out of his wits by that kick from Guo Nianfei; seeing Guo Nianfei approach, he instinctively stepped backward.

Had it not been for winning the recognition of the Fire Qilin, perhaps five years ago there would have been no Si Jing Yanyi in this world.

With that, Mi Zhu clapped his hands toward the door, and a dozen Mi family servants led in ten divine steeds—tall, powerful, and gracefully proportioned—which set the crowd murmuring.