Volume One, Chapter 49: You Can’t Lose, and You Can’t Be Cheated

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“But why did I know nothing at all?” By this point, Baoyu had more or less understood what was happening. What he still did not know was what Baochai had used to threaten Yuanchun into issuing the decree.

When Ye Xi heard the words “annual tribute,” she guessed that it referred to Cheng State’s yearly tribute during the Spring Festival: on New Year’s Eve, gifts were presented to the emperor, who would naturally send gifts in return.

Yao Chuxi noticed the gift she had sent—a large potted bonsai. It had probably suffered frostbite on the journey and was now drooping badly. It would likely take quite some time to recover.

At that moment, Li Ke watched Li Tai’s performance and understood everything. A chill rose in his heart. He could not comprehend how the brother who had drunk with him only yesterday, sharing everything without distinction, could have stabbed him in the back today.

Zhizhi gazed at the ceiling and let out a long sigh as he finished speaking. Without the slightest pause, he opened the door and walked out. Dagang swept his eyes over the people in the room, said nothing, and followed him outside.

Besides, these clothes had not been given to her by Yao Chuxi; she had asked Yao Chuxi for them herself. They were apricot red, because at the time she had thought the emperor might like that color.

Wuneng wailed for his father and mother. A row of large lumps had been raised across his head, and he stumbled out of the courtyard in panic.

The Thunder Beast watched coldly from the side and never made a move. Even if Chen Yun broke through, he would still be pathetically weak in its eyes, entirely unworthy of its attention.

“Nothing. I was only thinking that although what my younger sister just said is perfectly reasonable, if I do not say certain things aloud, I will not be able to rest easy even in death.” Baoyu clenched his teeth.

“It seems that, under the circumstances, we are never going to reach an agreement.” Yang Xu gave a self-mocking smile as he looked at the proud expression of the eldest son of the Sun family.

“Is there anything else? Is this the only book you ‘particularly’ recommend?” She had not meant to mock him too harshly, but she still could not help stressing the word “particularly.”

I had been firmly opposed to it at first. With one less pair of hands in the family to herd the cattle and gather firewood, who knew how much trouble it would cause?

Following the stairs downward, after descending roughly the height of two floors, Fei Junshuai and the others arrived in a spacious hall.

“I am fine, Your Majesty. After sleeping for a while, I no longer feel uncomfortable.” Yao Chuxi smiled faintly, no longer showing any trace of the weariness she had felt upon returning from the Rain-Seeking Pavilion.

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Besides all that, she felt as though someone had overturned a jar of vinegar in her heart. The sourness was deeply unpleasant.

“You think you will come to like this sort of atmosphere? I simply think the food here is good, and it is quiet enough for conversation,” Xu Zhengqin said with a laugh.

Whenever Beauty Cao thought of those matters, she was terrified, afraid that she would be implicated and framed, and ultimately meet the same fate as Beauty Luo.

In Ning Yanyu’s eyes, Xiao Yun appeared cold on the surface but was fragile within. She did not readily reveal that fragility to those around her because she was afraid. As the only person to whom Xiao Yun was willing to open her heart, Ning Yi’s place in her heart was self-evident. Ning Yanyu had long since seen that Xiao Yun’s feelings for Ning Yi were far from ordinary.

There were many more people on the road back this time—the festivities had ended, after all. Amid the bustle, they returned to the village. Wen Xu let Erbai loose to graze, then entered the courtyard shirtless, carrying the gifts in his hands.

Situ Mingkong raised his sword to block the attack, but things did not go as he had hoped. With ease, it exhaled a cloud of fire and drove the seemingly sturdy iron sword several feet away. If it increased the flames any further, the iron sword might melt into liquid.

It was an exceedingly quiet night. All around them, the only sound was the chirping of crickets, as pleasing and melodious as the music of a zither.

After answering, Situ Mingkong turned his head and walked ahead. Ling Wanyao remained rooted to the spot for a while before following him. The two of them proceeded deeper into the cavern, searching for Lin Yueru and Anu.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiran instantly fell silent. She had forgotten that Chu Qianning understood her better than anyone. If she wanted to pass gas, he could probably tell from the slightest movement.

At that thought, she immediately began wondering whether she should redecorate her son’s room in a different style.

Unlike ordinary crystals and spirit stones, crystals of a grade above supreme spirit stones would not easily exhaust the spiritual energy contained within them. Unless they suffered fundamental damage, they could absorb the spiritual energy permeating the surrounding space and replenish their own expenditure.

Now she felt that she had accomplished it. Once this night was over, she would stand second only to one person and above countless others.

She had originally intended to give this sword tassel to Shang Baizhi as a birthday present. But thinking it over now, Fang Yue—who regarded maintaining peace throughout the world as his responsibility—needed it more. As for Shang Baizhi’s birthday gift, she could simply think of something else.

Zhao Linger shook her head, then smiled brightly once more. Her smile was as lovely as a flower, but it could not escape Situ Mingkong’s keen eyes. He still noticed the sorrow in Zhao Linger’s heart. Naturally, he knew what had caused it.

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To preserve medicinal pills perfectly, preventing the passage of time from causing any deterioration, required an enormous investment of effort and resources. Not only did the pills themselves have to be of an exceptionally high grade; the containers used to hold them also had to be of the finest quality.

What lay close before him was that beautiful, captivating face—the image he wished to keep forever in his heart.

And it was not only mathematics. Xiao Mo also intended to introduce physics, chemistry, and biology. Although subjects such as atomic physics could no longer possibly emerge, there were still many aspects of physics, chemistry, and biology worthy of study.

The Eye of Returning to Nothingness was constructed from the Mending Heaven Law and the Red Tide Eyeball. Thus, whenever it observed the Nine Nether Seals, the Mending Heaven Laws within the eye continuously analyzed them.

Ye Shenye looked toward the source of the voice. It belonged to a coffin made of steel—or rather, it came from within that steel coffin.

He held the long spear in a death grip, his eyes turning crimson. He intended to destroy the spear and thereby eliminate Ye Shaobai’s greatest killing move.

Jun Hui had just been watching Gu Chen heal his wounds when he was suddenly pulled straight into Gu Chen’s arms. Before she could recover from her surprise, she found that her head was already pressed against Gu Chen’s broad, muscular chest.

Roar! When he saw He Qingfan charging toward him, Guihai Yidao let out an angry bellow, his brow furrowing tightly as though he were preparing to unleash some ultimate technique.

Feng Luoyu and Ran Luoxue suddenly felt an itch in their hands. When they looked down, they found that a jade pendant carved with dragon patterns had appeared in each of their palms at some unknown moment.

Nearby, Guihai Yidao—the man who had once pursued Nangong Ping’er without success—stared fixedly at He Qingfan. His previous battle with He Qingfan still lingered in his mind. If He Qingfan had not ultimately been restrained by the Three-Forms Sword Formation, he would certainly have fought him to determine who was superior.

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