Performance update, seeking subscriptions.

I won't dwell on how crucial the first day's subscriptions are or whether they will dictate the book's future performance.

The book has been live for nine hours, so most who were going to show up probably have. The current count of initial subscriptions is 1,276. Although there’s still quite a while to go before the 24-hour mark, I doubt it will rise significantly. I’m hoping to reach 2,000—please don’t leave me as a dried-up little fish.

I want to thank the readers who have tipped and subscribed; thank you all for your tremendous support, I am deeply grateful. I also earnestly ask those who haven't yet to show your support with a subscription today and give me a helping hand. Whether you stay or go later is entirely up to you, but showing up today would mean the world to me. Please.

I’m a bit tired today, so there won’t be an update. I’ll be back tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone!

Lu Xijia was unable to dodge in time and was struck squarely by the opponent, a trace of blood immediately seeping from the corner of her mouth.

After saying this, Meiqiqi ignored Si Mo and turned to leave. Seeing this, Si Mo offered a helpless, bitter smile before picking up his pace to follow.

"I’m here specifically to look after you, my dear boy!" Eunuch Sun flicked his pinky finger, lightly scraping Cheng Shifei’s nose. The gesture left Zhou Yi feeling a wave of deep revulsion.

Before long, the second-in-command of the horse bandits came galloping over, only to plunge headlong into the Flame Sword Formation that Mu Wufeng had set up in advance along his only path.

"Sure, what shall we eat?" This meal marked the beginning of their friendship; she could not refuse.

Upon hearing the order from the Elder of the Sword God Sect, the candidates who had already lined up began the pulse testing in an orderly fashion. Mu Wufeng was in the second group, and after the Elder gave the command, he walked to his designated area to wait for his turn.

She assumed Xia Yichen would surely chase after her, but even after leaving the hospital and boarding a taxi, he still hadn't appeared.

However, regarding Kress’s claim that he was going to turn into a tiger, Marx was truly left between laughter and tears.

Among those present, only Elena and Sleip were struggling under the pressure, feeling so overwhelmed that they could hardly breathe.

"Her younger brother? What younger brother?" Wu Nian instinctively asked in surprise. Only after the words left his mouth did he wonder why he should even care about Lu Xijia’s affairs.

"Shut up! If this isn't the army of our Great Tubo, then whose could it be?" Zupu could not even conceive that Stone Fortress City had already been lost.

"Forget it. Since I can't figure it out, the truth will come to light eventually," Ye Tian murmured to himself as he stroked the blade. He had a persistent feeling that this sword was by no means simple.

"Since the Holy Son has extended the invitation, I will not stand on ceremony." Once he realized he had been discovered, Yuan Futong let go of his burdens and answered loudly. All his schemes would ultimately depend on strength to be realized; this was a battle he had to face, and now it was simply happening a bit sooner than expected.

Every day, he had to train the new recruits and verify their loyalty before they could enter the Hungry Ghost Path. The Heavenly Condemnation was growing day by day, and the number of people had reached over a hundred, excluding the several hundred in the death squad legion. Fewer than fifty of them had entered the Hungry Ghost Path, and the rest were eliminated one by one.

"It’s not quite a matter of being blinded by success. After witnessing the three Demon Sovereigns, it would be ridiculous to get carried away by such minor progress," Yuan Futong said with a bitter smile.

The girls had finished selling the tickets, and the performance inside the tent had begun. Qin Yi and his two companions, who were ostensibly patrolling but actually just idling about, finally found a purpose: the girls ordered them to move the tables, as they were no longer needed for ticket sales this morning.

After Chen Mengting spoke, Jiang Yubai did not continue to press the matter. After all, he was well aware of Chen Mengting’s capabilities, having heard of them back when she was at Wu Qizun’s company.

Tubo was poor, and goods like silk and linen were scarce; most of their clothing was made of leather. To produce so many banners was a luxury for the Tubo army.

As for Senator Scott’s bodyguards, they stuck even closer, hovering around him as if terrified he might be attacked by extremists. This left Scott quite dissatisfied: Damn it, do they want to leave the American public with an impression of me as a coward?