Chapter 37
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When I arrived for evening study and had just taken my seat, Zhang Tingting and Zhao Xuanxuan hurried over to exchange greetings with me, naturally remembering to ask about my condition as well.
Huo Jidu’s mother looked somewhat distracted, her brows tightly furrowed and never relaxing for even a moment.
Nanyu settled back into the rocking chair, which she liked very much. It offered a lovely view of the scenery outside, and although the chair was soft, it had specially designed cushions supporting the lower back, so sitting in it did not cause discomfort. Her back ached every day now, and she could barely bear the weight of the child, so she spent most of her time sitting here.
Long Yichen had disguised his face before entering this place, so no one knew what he truly looked like.
I really had not expected the two of them to still be here. I had thought they would have left to carry out some other mission during the past six months.
Mu Bai moved forward slowly, warily surveying his surroundings. They were already a thousand miles from the outskirts of the Sword Mound. It was truly impossible to imagine that such a vast underground world could be hidden beneath Heavenly Sword Peak.
Apart from the mechanical arts, the formation itself did not require particularly high attainments. Otherwise, with Long Yichen’s mediocre level of skill, even if he discovered the formation’s foundation, he probably would not know what to do with it.
If not for the news from King’s Island, he would never have dared imagine that Ning Fan—the pale-faced, white-haired man standing before the entrance to the Xuanyuan Clan—actually possessed a cultivation level at the peak of the Innate Realm.
“Agreed? Who agreed with you? Give me your vital blood now, or I’ll kill her this instant.”
With that, she lashed out with another whip.
Long Yichen emerged from the passageway, and the view before him suddenly opened wide. Waves of air, even hotter than before, surged toward him.
Su Nan had no interest in arguing with them. The incoming chains came to a halt ten meters away from the group.
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Although Panda’s limelight had temporarily been overshadowed by Yan Qingcheng’s beauty, people would remember him before long. When that happened, his owners would inevitably become the center of attention.
The solitary ruler Zhao Zheng knew all too well how difficult it had been to establish his empire. He cultivated virtue through frugality and cared most about the reputation of a sovereign. Even the Xianyang Palace where he lived remained shabby and run-down, and he refused to spend money renovating it. Yet for Lady Qing, he disregarded the accusations of every censor in the court, who condemned him for extravagance, and ordered magnificent palaces to be built for her.
As for why the Patriarch of the Liguang Clan had repeatedly forced Huo Lie to make the decision himself, Muyang actually knew the answer. He had been maneuvering from the very beginning in an attempt to avoid this moment, but a destined ending could not be changed.
If they managed to swallow up more than twenty thousand soldiers of the Wuling Army, it would undoubtedly be the best possible outcome. Wuling Commandery would be crippled and would no longer pose a threat to the safety of Jingzhou.
In the end, even the dragon vein beneath the earth was extracted, leaving both sides ruined. As a result, this sacred land known as the House of Outstanding Talent fell into desolation for several thousand years. Without Xia Cang’s assistance, this blessed place might have remained lost forever, requiring countless years before a new dragon vein could be born.
Lu Ba complained indignantly, “Those shipbuilders our elder brothers hired from Wu and Yue at great expense are difficult and unruly. They show off their strength and love to fight. Although they wear Xia-style clothing, they often leave their hair loose and go about half-naked. They are impossible to serve, and at the slightest disagreement they simply refuse to work.”
In the sky, the White Dragon Lord still stood proudly. By contrast, the shoulder-pole merchant looked exhausted; his already stooped back drooped even lower at that moment. Only his eyes remained bright and calm.
Liu Zhang occupied Western Sichuan. With no powerful enemies outside his borders, he needed only to resolve the conflicts within his territory before he could become one of the most prominent warlords of his age.
“You…”
The young man hurriedly spat out the chicken bone in his mouth. He retched violently in disgust, unable to speak.
At that moment, the driver inside was astonished to discover that the attacking enemy had suddenly vanished. Finding it strange, he raised his head and saw the man standing directly above him. He smiled, raised a hand, and gave Hanye a thumbs-up, signaling that their sparring match was over.
When Zhang Qian heard this, he was not surprised in the least. After all, he had long since merged with Pan Zu’s avatar in the South Sea, and the entire South Sea held no secrets from him.
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Yi Wei had always cared greatly about his reputation. He had served as the general manager of the company for more than a decade, and in front of the major shareholders and his subordinates, he had always maintained the image of a sanctimonious gentleman.
Seeing her expression, Song Zhen realized that his words had been too harsh. Helplessness and reluctance flashed through his eyes, but he offered no further explanation.
Li Zhan said they would begin, and they truly did. The video switched to seven photographs of the scene of death.
For instance, Chen Tiezheng and the Yu family had signed a soulmate contract and then cultivated according to the dual-cultivation method for two years. Their ability levels had surpassed those of their sons; their only disadvantage was that they were not as formidable in combat.
The room was on the second floor. The private dining chamber contained only a round table, with four couches arranged around it. The large windows stood completely open, facing the distant entrance to the Mu residence. From this vantage point, one could see everything happening at the Mu family’s gate with perfect clarity.
While silently grumbling to herself, Yun Rou leaned lazily against the back of her chair and watched the spectacle unfolding before her with great enjoyment, like an impartial spectator.
It was getting late, and the group no longer lingered. Together, they headed toward the courtyard where Old Master Mu lived.
They had kept a low profile throughout this period. Now that they had appeared again, had they come up with some new scheme to stir up trouble?
Even when the “giant straw” automatically disintegrated in the morning and returned to an utterly inconspicuous shallow pool, it still could not lift A-Sheng’s dejected spirits.
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