33. The Once-in-a-Lifetime Experience

On the Spurs' side, everyone stood up to applaud Wade. Today, Wade truly deserved their ovation.

Reconstruction would be a troublesome affair; it was better to start by sorting out the internal facilities. As for the exterior, a simple change of color and name would suffice.

In this situation, choosing Tsunade felt far more daunting than choosing Mizuki. Moreover, without a definitive answer, there was a high likelihood of facing additional trials, or even outright rejection by her.

Furthermore, Magic Gun and Mo Shaofeng were disguised as waiters at the venue, which naturally made their movements even more discreet.

Then there was the family business—the Hundred Flower Dew. It was indispensable in the southern territories; one had to realize that malaria and similar afflictions were linked to mosquitoes. If the Hundred Flower Dew could be utilized, it would surely save many lives.

"What strange demonic energy! My blue fire is refined from Nether Flowers; how could it be so fragile?" The Nether Flower was a precious specialty of Heartless Island, and even they could only be submitted twenty stalks every six months. It had taken Hun Cen seven years to refine the Nether Blue Fire, using two hundred and eighty stalks in total.

This caused the morale of the City Lord’s mansion army, hovering above the clouds, to gradually dwindle. After all, having worked so hard and exerted such immense effort only to fail to make a dent in the enemy, the feeling was truly unbearable.

A flash of light split the Sunflower Field with a deep trench. A verdant magic cannon tore through the air, traveling over a hundred miles in the blink of an eye before crashing heavily into the Great Barrier of Gensokyo, sending out invisible ripples.

Although it was not Wang Yue who defeated her, he was the department head of Gunfire Firmament. Having his team defeat her was, in essence, the same as him defeating her.

"It was you? How could it be?" Originally, he thought this was a specific arrangement by the Fifth Hokage, but he never expected that it was actually a result solely pushed by Mizuki.

"Eh? Isn't this Elder Huoyue? Why are you here instead of staying properly at the Hehuan Sect?" Ouyang Ting-shuang asked in surprise as he stepped onto a carriage. Huoyue was standing on the wooden ledge in front of the carriage, and upon seeing him board, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The Elf Forest, centered around the World Tree, was the largest forest region on the Yumesia Continent, located in the northern area bordering the Eastern and Northern continents.

"Are you saying you drugged your brother at the Saint Tang Group’s fiftieth-anniversary celebration!" Qin Mei asked back in astonishment.

"Second Ancestor, do you think telling Liancheng will affect him? But I am afraid that if I don't tell him, he will keep worrying about it in his heart," Ouyang Yi said, caught in a dilemma.

"I have already made arrangements with them; they will be waiting for us at the entrance of Death Valley," Long'er replied hurriedly.

"You still need protection? It's a miracle if you don't end up bullying others!" Bai Yunyi remarked, his words cutting as he walked away, leaving one speechless.

Du Leshan could no longer hesitate. Since Lei Song had spoken to this extent, regardless of whether the news was valuable or not, ignoring it would be an insult to Lei Song’s dignity.

Last time Wei Yi pressed for an update, Chen Jingde had seemed at his wit's end. Yet, only two days had passed—had the truth really come to light so quickly?

"I didn't! If you want to know, I'll tell you everything, okay? Mother, please stop crying," Ouyang Ting-shuang said, hurriedly patting Mi Ning’s back while trying to appease her.

"That was my abruptness. Please proceed, Elder; I am listening." Ouyang Ting-shuang was stunned, though he remained skeptical inwardly, assuming Ziyan was just trying to provoke him. However, what she said next was completely beyond his expectations.

Wu Fan’s English was as natural as his native Chinese, and at that moment, he couldn't help but let out a phrase in English.

Perhaps many could not understand why, as an enemy, Chen Wei would help arrange萧 Zhennan’s funeral, but only Chen Wei knew the reason.

Gu Chen watched the countless attacks surging toward him. He let out a low growl, and a barrage of attacks erupted from his body once more.

Despite being at a numerical disadvantage, everyone present was a veteran who had weathered many storms. Their strength was guaranteed, and with the assistance of various spells, the team would not face any trouble for the time being.

Zhong Yaohuan and Zhao Jian stared at each other for a moment, then, as if sensing something, they closed their eyes gently, their breathing becoming slightly rapid.

He curled his right middle finger into the shape of an orchid, then flicked it toward Xu Wei. A faint light appeared at his spine, slowly purging the toxins from his body.

Nangong Yun looked at the mass of energy before him, their faces all revealing a look of gravity.

Xu Mo pursued relentlessly from behind, wielding a rusted iron sword, chasing the white tiger while riding the wind.

Winnie, as the Chief Financial Officer of the town of Stett, was unlikely to misidentify anyone, so all the soldiers saluted Allen immediately.

At a table opposite them sat two middle-aged men and a youth whose appearance was so handsome it was almost demonic.

The giant tree descended from the sky, transforming into human form upon hitting the ground, though his gaze remained fixed fiercely on Long Di.

Lifting his head, Chen Xi gazed at the black clouds in the sky. The nuclear explosion had passed, and the clouds had returned to normal.

Although Li Yunfeng’s words were full of holes, Li Yunxue was the one being held captive, so she naturally did not bother to dwell on them.

In the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, commonly known as the La month, nature exerted its power, and the chill was biting. At that time, Buddhism had not yet gained significant influence, and there were not enough temples in every city to make the traditional porridge-giving of the eighth day of the La month a widespread custom.

Setting aside that point, even if he had some special method to lock the spiritual energy within the formation’s immortal jade, what of it?

However, in the next instant, when he saw clearly what was inside the void rift, his expression softened slightly.

"What is it?" Zhang Jiayin’s expression was gentle. He was not upset by Lin Zhuo’s unauthorized decision to force the promotion of the Earl of Wuqing. He was a man who valued affection and righteousness, indifferent to personal gain or loss, and had always been that way; it was not something worth blaming him for.

Ahem, the one feeling frustrated was the Commander-in-Chief, Ha Ming. She really liked the two newly arrived Japanese girls and felt that teasing, flirting, and messing with them was incredibly enjoyable. Just as she had gotten a taste of the sweetness and was planning to bring in a few more, the door had been blocked—was that not lamentable?

And so, the two of them found stone stools in the courtyard, sat down, and happily chatted about beautiful memories from the past.

If she were here, he wouldn't have to worry about the soldiers' morale. But no matter how much he needed Chang Juan at the moment, she wasn't by his side. All he could do now was abandon illusions and act based on reality, trying to find a way with the limited people currently around him.