A Prolonged War

By this time, the landmass had ground to a complete halt, and the defensive line before the battle bastion was thoroughly stabilized. The warriors charging along the Azure Light Thoroughfare began to thin out, and the dharma body puppets were already plotting a counterattack. To the stirring music of the charge, a large battalion of dharma body puppets began advancing, stepping onto the Azure Light Thoroughfare for the first time. Yet the moment their feet met the azure light, it was as if they had stepped into molten lava—their entire bodies burst into flames! The dharma body puppets in the front rows turned into human torches in an instant, many before their divine souls could even— As the cold, bitter liquid flowed down my throat, a potent surge of spiritual power, accompanied by a piercing, agonizing pain, erupted from within my body. He had to transport it out as quickly as possible; only by sending it overseas could he reap lavish returns and profits. Meanwhile, the elite operatives dispatched by Guo Nianfei took turns keeping watch over the jade shroud sewn with gold wire. Finally, on the evening two days later, Qian Aijun made his move. "He's in the dorm and doesn't want to come down. We'll bring him some food later," Liu Chuanbin said, frowning slightly, looking as if something weighed on his mind. Once the autopsy report came back, the police confirmed the victim's time of death that night, yet they could find no witnesses. During the Wusun's withdrawal, they adhered to the treaty, delivering reparations every fifty li they fell back, while Liu Fan sent back a commensurate number of prisoners of war. This continued until the Wusun had paid the indemnity in full, and Liu Fan returned all the prisoners. Throughout this time, neither side dared to cause any trouble. Then, under instruction, he brought over from elsewhere three sandbag-like sacks, except they were not filled with sand, but with a very stiff kapok. Utterly terrified, Kunsuyega looked around the sealed Guishan City. The sense of crisis grew increasingly oppressive, beads of sweat popping out from beneath the skin of his forehead one after another. Those diehards who still wanted to rescue their boss were turned into piles of minced meat before they could even get close. A strike, yet another strike; the dense clatter of thirteen long blades rang out once more. This time, Li Xiao still failed to dodge it, managing only to unleash a single fireball that brought down merely one Voidwalker. "This is the Su Ying Battalion's very first live combat mission. I hope everyone carries it out to perfection! What does our BW stand for? A symbol of ferocity and agility! Do you have confidence?" Xuan said. The Three Purities had their doubts about the "Ji Theory," but they did not believe Wei Xian was deceiving them. They were no novices who had just taken up cultivation; having cultivated for over thirteen hundred years, had the Three Purities lacked their own unique theories of cultivation, they could never have attained their current standing, let alone switched to cultivating the Chaos Art. Having seen these things, Qin Junxi subconsciously turned around and looked toward Qing Ya at his side. The reason dual-rank masters held such massive reserves of rank cores was primarily that their spells were obtained through authorization, and the consumption when casting those spells was likewise terrifying. Take the "Force-Binding Art" for example: when Han Dulong served as Department Lord, he signed a spell pact with a certain Pole Lord, and a single casting consumed tens of millions. As Liu Tuo blasted Hao Zhenlei away with a single palm strike, Yong Zhengxi seized the opportunity, his footwork swift as he darted to Liu Tuo's side. Yet Qin Junxi's ears were exceedingly sharp at that moment; the second he heard the word Qiao Xin uttered, he stopped in his tracks, refusing to take another step toward the door. Wei Xian first refined a Life-Extending Pill and gave it to Han Dulong to swallow. This pill could keep Han Dulong in his current condition—severely injured, but still clinging to breath. A Life-Extending Pill did not extend natural lifespan; sustaining life merely kept a breath hanging on, whereas extending longevity actually increased one's years. Having thus kept Han Dulong alive, Wei Xian realized he would have to take the field himself. Caitlyn took the report, her eyes skillfully darting straight to the most crucial column: Cause of Death—Heart Failure. At this, upon hearing Qiao Xin's words, Qin Junxi gave her a kiss on the cheek in excitement. Could it be that what the Eldest Brother thought was the exact same as what Second Young Master Long was thinking now: finally, there was no one left to contend with me for the position of heir?