Chapter 66: Demolition?

Endowed with both capability and erudition, Zhu Chenggong, after three or four years of conscientious work and step-by-step promotions, had now been elevated to a magistrate of the seventh rank.

Sensing the absence of the bustling crowd she had anticipated, she dropped down at the threshold of the grand courtyard with a crisp "clack!" Like a streak of pure light, she flashed into the gateway.

Seeking to confirm her own suspicions, Ling Qingcheng went in search of him once again, only to find Jun Haoyu discarded upon the mountain, on the verge of being devoured by wolves.

This matter rested squarely on Li Hui. Had it not been for his ice sheets and icy ramparts presenting an immovable stance of holding fast without engaging, Daoist Qingyuan would surely have made meticulous arrangements.

Yuan Yuanxue'er and her master Yuan Yuanxasha were both draped in flowing white attire. As gentle yet somewhat chilly mountain breezes swept by, Yuan Yuanxue'er's mind suddenly snapped to clarity. "If these vicious dogs are all illusions cast by a single entity, what does that imply?" she muttered inwardly, her mind churning with doubt.

Xiao Bai could feel his body or perhaps his soul continuously descending. The air entering his nostrils smelled somewhat different, yet no sense of physical discomfort accompanied the sensation.

"He may not measure up to him, but the difference is hardly..." Weichi Linjia trailed off with a sigh, realizing that Ling Qingcheng must have long since seen through this deceit.

He glanced toward Shuya's location and plummeted straight down. Shattering the planet once more, he punched clean through Shuya's body.

Unexpectedly, this time the portal of transmission did not drain an excessive amount of Liu Zining's blood. She had been worrying beforehand that if the return journey demanded the same heavy blood loss as her arrival, she would be in dire straits. After all, Mount Shu was hardly a benevolent place, not to mention that old eccentric waiting for her there.

By this time, Liu Mingyan had already moved over to Lin Kai and the others' side. Based on her understanding of Comrade Zhou Lei, the probability of this fellow hoodwinking Cousin Li was exceedingly high.

Upon entering the room, however, she hastily bolted the door shut. Although she had no idea what had gotten into that fellow Gong Ming, locking him outside was definitely the right choice.

With sharp eyes, Nioh immediately narrowed his fox-like eyes, the corners of his mouth curling upward into a rascally smile before he stealthily followed behind.

Upon catching sight of a black snake adorned with dragon horns—and one that could actually speak—Tang Ying's expression changed utterly, turning even paler than before.

Wide-eyed, Yuki Kitajima's orange-red pupils reflected the figure bearing the King of Spades insignia. Her mind went blank for a fraction of a second, the surreal scene lingering relentlessly in her consciousness.

Qingyue clearly disbelieved it, but since Nan Changqing chose not to speak, he must have his reasons. Refraining from further interrogation, Qingyue summoned the white deer and instructed it to carry Sichen into the bamboo cottage on its back.

Within a towering valley, a mighty river surged across the landscape, rolling majestically toward the direction of the endless seas.

In the interim, Heyu sent a dream to Wang Lingyun, informing her that he could not enter because every entrance to this realm had been sealed. Furthermore, Lin Jusheng had failed to bring out the azure luminous stone; what he retrieved was merely a counterfeit. The genuine azure luminous stone was most likely in Zhuang Ci's possession.

Having fought alongside Zhang Nianzu over the past two days without a proper meal, the clansmen only remembered their hunger now that the major crisis had been settled, their stomachs rumbling in a chorus of growls.

Though her voice was timid, her gaze remained fixed squarely upon Gao Zhengyi. Her body leaned forward instinctively, her fingers half-clutching her sleeves.

Occupied with combat from the very beginning, Zhang Nianzu had also vaguely sensed that everything was proceeding far too smoothly. As for who was aiding them behind the scenes, he simply lacked the leisure to ponder it and would never have suspected Madam Qian.

Yet, according to the Fire King Xiao Tian, the Bone Castle was actually the simplest and least guarded of all the divinity-forging sites, precisely because the entity stationed there was Xue Tu.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Li Ping'ーフ (Ping'er) unhurriedly seated herself, casting another glance at Long Yun beside Diluofeng.

"Naturally! Rest assured, the Vast Sea Myriad-Insects clan will not remain in this place; when the time comes, I shall naturally take them away, and you will become the true monarch here!" Han Yi said slowly.

While the Heavenly Court harbored certain apprehensions and the Dragon King displayed such overwhelming might—placing the Heavenly Court in a deeply unfavorable position—everyone knew the Heavenly Court would not endure this indefinitely. Once they possessed the thunderous superiority to annihilate the Dragon King, they would undoubtedly cease all further concessions.

Zhao Yun had originally wished to conceal such emotions upon his return. Unfortunately, under the watchful gaze of Ma Chao, who was well-versed in history and thoroughly familiar with Zhao Yun's temperament, the sorrow lay completely exposed. Consequently, after draining his first cup, Zhao Yun felt it was not enough and downed two more in succession before miserably taking his seat.

Since those dolls had after all been produced from Ning Xuemo's hands, his defense carried a certain logic to it.

Although Ji Shenyue usually preferred roaming the Brahma Sound Continent under the guise of Shen Yue, she would invariably return here once every three or five years, either to meditate in solitude or to live freely like an ordinary person.

Someone with a background like Wang Siwei's could genuinely afford to fear nothing in this world—at least on the surface.

After presiding over the meeting, Gong Weijian announced that starting from today, a month-long intensive crackdown on drug traffickers would commence with the objective of capturing a major ring of offenders. He urged everyone to muster their utmost vigilance and secure a resounding annihilation victory.

Even as he pondered this, the screen of the phone on his desk flashed softly. After scanning the message in a glance, the expression on President Bi's face instantly turned playful.

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Li Suyu gently lowered Jiang Zichen from her embrace and slowly paced forward to shield him, standing alone to face the dozens of uninvited interlopers.

"Who could it be?" Su Yi racked his brains for a long time without finding an answer, until he rushed northward and suddenly detected the aura of Yang Dingtian.

Deciding swiftly, Li Yang had no choice but to sacrifice the pawn to save the chariot—not only abandoning his own team members but also forcing Du Meng and the others to take the vanguard. A gleam of cunning flashed in his eyes at this thought, and with a shift of his figure, he arrived at the spot where Du Meng had been pinned.

At this moment, Jian Ya, who was leading the vanguard, shared the exact same thought. The passage was narrow, and the zombies surging from Building B had to traverse this constricted route. Guarding the exit at this juncture was the safest and most effortless strategy.

His remarks instead caused the occupants of the car to feel a sense of embarrassment. Throughout this chain of events, they had indeed contributed no assistance whatsoever and could even be said to have been a drag. When the bearded man stubbornly insisted they board the vehicle, he had calculated that such a distance was more than sufficient for them to drive away safely.

"The usual rules?" The people on the other side were momentarily stunned, racking their brains for quite a while without comprehending what Su Yi meant.

Around the round table, the expressions of the chief diplomats from the six nations were uniformly ashen. Each felt a sense of imminent peril, casting hostile glances left and right. Ever since the sudden terrorist attack on the embassy that night, the situation on the Korean Peninsula had begun to spiral out of control. With every nation seeking to recall its diplomats, the relations between North and South Korea stood on a hair-trigger edge.