464: Chapter 464 Parting, Chu Sheng's Cultivation Plan

Long Zhanguo's words were powerful and resonant, echoing throughout the vast circular conference room.

"Formally declare war on our Great Xia Military Department!"

These words carried immense weight.

So heavy that every general present took on an expression of extreme solemnity.

The Military Department rarely intervened in disputes between secular families; this had been an unwritten rule for many years.

But rules are static, while people are adaptable.

Today, Long Zhanguo, in front of all the high-ranking officials...

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Ran also focused his attention carefully, wanting to find the blind spots in the Nine Elders' knowledge.

Wuming's proactive challenge was beyond everyone's expectations. His initiative wasn't just polite talk; he truly invited an opponent for himself, even if that opponent lacked confidence and clearly wasn't a match for Wuming.

However, Wuming had enough reason to be proud. In the past, whether it was God's Judgment or God's Decree, if even one appeared, it could crush the geniuses of all major sects. In the first Immortal-God War, countless heroes fell; it was simply impossible to resist.

The Shatuo Tribe had been cared for by the Great Tang Court for generations. Now that the Son of Heaven was in distress, they had long intended to send troops, but they were hindered by internal strife and dared not advance rashly.

After the guard opened it and presented it to Zhu Houhuang, Zhu Houhuang looked down and saw none other than the severed head of Mo Dengyong.

After saying a few more words of encouragement to everyone, Assistant Liao and Zhang Tianbei stepped down from the stage. At that moment, many beauties dressed in revealing outfits came up, each carrying a tray. On these trays were, surprisingly, bank cards.

Zhu Houhuang saw through the King of Champa's thoughts at a glance. They weren't hard to guess; the entire nation of Champa suffered from severe 'Vietnam-phobia,' so they desperately hoped for a bodyguard to protect them—a bodyguard who wouldn't try to seize the crown of Champa.

The communication ended, and the virtual screen vanished. A smile unconsciously curled at the corners of his mouth as he pushed back from his desk. He decided not to work today and to go home early to celebrate.

Moreover, even if you are impolite, as long as the content is explosive and shocking enough, the cheers will be just as loud.

His studio had just opened and was waiting to take on work quickly. He definitely had to treat this kind of client well.

—In the space age, so-called territory is naturally no longer important; some countries even have no living settlements on their nominal territory. But territory also means the resources and wealth hidden within that land, which is what truly matters.

In the past, an old friend left their home, teaching students with a smile like the spring breeze. He achieved it, but the spring breeze nurtured the peaches and plums—yet when did the peaches and plums ever repay the spring breeze?

Wu Jian performed the Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt. His whole body glowed with golden light, his Qi becoming almost tangible. Every punch he threw carried the sound of a dragon's roar, creating a grand momentum.

This kind of praise, which couldn't even be called perfunctory, was meaningless, and he didn't want to let Lin Yuandong keep changing the subject.

Old Nun Wuyun first asked Jia Nanfeng and Wei Xuan whether they wanted the gold saber or the silver saber. Both Jia Nanfeng and Wei Xuan said they wanted the gold saber.

Sticking to conventions had never been his preferred way of cultivation. In his youth, he too had been incredibly arrogant and overambitious. Today, he saw his own former young and brash self in Li Tian. He liked Li Tian's arrogance; this was how a cultivator should be.

In the war twenty years ago, with internal troubles and external threats, if not for the sacrifices of countless ancestors, the weakened Lingyun City would have long been annexed by Tiandou City.

"Who dares to provoke my Chu family!" Chu Han said, looking at Jiang Hao who was walking toward him, and then further back at the four guards lying on the ground, unable to get up.

As for why it was so miserable, that was a matter between her and Nalan Meng. How could she, a junior, get involved in the affairs of her elders?

"Sister, what are you afraid of? My master is unmarried, and you aren't wed either. Although our family has fallen on hard times, my master doesn't seem like the type to favor the rich and despise the poor. He's a rare hero. If you don't confess your feelings soon, someone else might beat you to it tomorrow," Gao Haoran said, laying out his logic.