Volume 1, Chapter 60: The Judge of Kuicheng

However, the kitchen was firmly in Liu Mingyan’s control, and Chai Fei considered himself no match for her whatsoever, leaving him with nothing to do but gaze at the ocean and sigh.

Still, it was the dead of winter, and the visitors were few. Upon hearing that the prefect’s daughter had arrived, the abbot of Jingye Temple even came out in person to welcome her.

The moment Zhang Jun appeared, Lin Xin’er’s calm eyes suddenly widened, disbelief written all over her face.

Emperor Huizong of Song sighed repeatedly, pouring out all his grievances to Wu Kai. It all boiled down to the court facing difficult times—having to suppress rebellions while simultaneously providing disaster relief. The imperial guards in the capital were demanding rewards, the Western army and border troops were crying out for provisions, and even the officials in various government offices across the capital were banding together to demand that the court increase their welfare benefits.

For the dignified master of the Tianfu Sect to use such a talisman—there really was no one quite like him, earning the contempt of Qi Riyue and the Three Deities of Karma from the top of their heads down to their toes.

He pulled a high-magnification telescope from his bag to peer through it, casually holding the mini-bomb launcher in his hand.

Apologies, I am late again today. Winter has arrived, and it is easy to catch a cold. My dears, please wear more clothes to avoid falling ill. Yanyan has caught a cold like this; I am truly sorry.

Looking at her third aunt like this, Liu Zining felt it was utterly inexplicable. Wasn’t it just entering her room? Why act as if she had just picked up a lump of gold bullion? Wasn't this a bit too exaggerated? Oh well, regardless of what motives her third aunt might have, she would find out sooner or later, so she might as well let her enjoy herself.

Madam Wang was not entirely certain. Therefore, she had to keep this child firmly in her grasp, preferably by eliminating the mother and keeping the child... What a pity that back when the birth took place, such a huge incident occurred; even Hua Jie’er was injured, yet Concubine Gu remained completely unharmed.

"Your Highness, this concubine does not wish to get other matters involved. If His Highness wishes to vent his anger, I shall bear it all; it will not affect the relations between our two countries," the Crown Princess said, covering her face and weeping aggrievedly.

Another disciple of the Xuanzhong Sect had his body pierced right through and was blasted apart on the spot, blood staining the ground.

"Making an enemy of me is seeking your own doom!" Having eliminated three more opponents on his path to becoming stronger, Ye Feng's arrogance soared to the clouds with absolute dominance as he spoke.

"This is a path I am accustomed to taking, and it is rare to encounter demonic birds or beasts. Fellow Daoist, you may rest assured," Yuan Zhang explained.

"Why don't you understand? I naturally have my reasons and logic for going. If you follow me, you will only make it easier for them to find a way to keep me in check," I said, burning with anxiety.

Upon returning to the company, Huang Fei sat in his office acting as if nothing had happened, putting on a pretense and working through the entire afternoon.

Su Jue nodded. Even Lei Gang was unwilling to mention his name, which showed that this person was definitely extraordinary. Moreover, since he was Lei Gang’s grand-uncle, he must have been a figure from a very long time ago, and being able to live until now meant he must have devoured a star source.

Hao Shuai stood in the middle of the living room, somewhat fidgety and uneasy, unable to understand why Huang Fei had suddenly flown into such a great rage.

Tea and desserts had arrived! Three robotic servants served the refreshments, momentarily shifting the awkward atmosphere.

"What? He is not a sword cultivator?" Sword Nantian’s words nearly caused Yuan Zhang’s jaw to drop in astonishment.

Down in the lobby, Erin Krieg, Bethorn, Mark, and the others had all gathered at the entrance, every single one of them wearing solemn expressions as they stared at the thick white fog.

The Third Hokage recalled what was said the previous night: "Fugaku and his son, Itachi, have both awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan."

"Yet I must admit, Zhu Ziqiang and Zhu Zili possess truly remarkable fortune. How did they manage to win the heavy favor of Zunlong?" Gao Zihao wore a baffled expression, unable to figure it out.

He felt somewhat curious: why could someone who previously seemed honest and kind, with virtually no experience in this area, suddenly turn so ruthless?

"Kawasaki-san!" Sato and Akai, along with the dozen or so people from before, bowed respectfully to a young man with a flat top and an open school uniform that revealed a large white shirt underneath, shouting loudly.

"Pfft!" Shasa on the side covered her mouth and chuckled. It was her first time seeing the arrogant Dilar suffer a setback.

Lase and his group folded their arms, watching the battle inside with schadenfreude, constantly hurling cold sneers and taunts.

Eight million swords, exploding swords, thousand-stream swords, and a Kusanagi sword and Aji-nomi-sake sword crafted by Yumi herself.

Wei Qilang, who followed closely behind, saw his appearance. With clear and calm eyes in his deep black gaze, he furrowed his brow slightly and said to him, "Go wash your hands." With that, he turned his head, sat down in front of the stove, picked up some firewood to feed into it, and did not look at him again.

Her labor came without the slightest warning, terrifying Dong Ru to the core. She gripped her husband's hand tightly, as if letting go would mean she was about to leave this mortal world.

Aunty, Huya wants nothing else now, only for you to exist well in this world, okay?

However, this malice was not directed at herself, so she had no way to capture it. Presumably, the seven or eight dogs let loose outside had also been knocked unconscious.

After walking out of the bar, Chen Mu did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked over to a spot near the garbage dump, where there were few surveillance cameras and hiding one's presence was exceptionally easy.

That was because the days and hours the Emperor spent alone with Consort Li far exceeded what the Empress and Crown Prince Li combined could ever compare to.

Ge Huitan, however, kept his eyes fixed on the bridge of his nose, adopting an expression of complete deafness to everything around him. He was kidding—with the situation currently this clear, if he were still to make a move, wouldn't that be lifting a rock to drop it on his own feet? Did he take Hu Kedai, sitting in the spectator seats, for a mere ornament?

After putting on these two items, Cheng Yuyuan walked straight out of the main hall on this leaning peak.

A pure mirror condensed from flashes of light materialized in his palm. The moment it formed, the mirror immediately shot out a golden beam of light that ricocheted back and forth among the surrounding buildings.

Xia Qingya was kissed into a daze by him, simply following her instincts to respond while forgetting to be afraid.

In the end, he had nearly perished and his cultivation destroyed, but he managed to seize a sliver of survival and soared to greatness in a single bound. From then on, he deeply understood the immense difficulty of practicing the Dao and dared not be careless for even a single step.

After leaving the Third Branch, Yang Lizheng went to the old family residence and stated this intent. Yang Da'an and Madam Liu only replied that they would defer to the Fourth Branch's wishes.

Ye Nanbei had no master, no sect, and no family backing; relying solely on himself, he possessed extremely high talent to achieve what he did today. Wang Yang held very high hopes for him, and even believed he could advance still further.