Volume 1, Chapter 34: The Uninvited Grandmother Qing

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However, the moment he and Ruyue set foot on the uneven ground, he felt as though he had fallen into another dimension.

Madame Liu Cui ambled over with a bowl of rice in her hands, leaned against the wall, and took a slurping bite before muttering indistinctly, rice still in her mouth.

"Besides, Chen Ying and her younger brother are already pitiful enough; to think she could be so cruel as to steal from them—her heart is truly rotten to the core."

Shaoli had arrived in the middle of the night while everyone was asleep. He had asked many people, but they all claimed not to have seen him.

Hearing this, Zheng Chen frowned. He looked outside the golden barrier and realized that only the Dragon Clan chief remained. If they were to break through the barrier, they would inevitably have to clash with him.

"Zheng Chen, aren't we supposed to be heading to the Dragon Realm? Why does it feel like he's going in circles?" Even Wang Minglong, the dimmest of them, had noticed Meng Fan's erratic behavior.

"What's so strange about that? My essence blood can ward off evil, so surely the profound energy within me is just as extraordinary!" I boasted shamelessly, though it did seem to stand to reason.

Whether the Five Elements God-Child’s actions were a subtle hint that the one who ambushed Xu Tianzheng years ago was coming, Qin Chuan did not know. But looking at Xu Tianzheng’s tightly clenched fists, he knew it was highly probable. Given that person’s stature, there was no reason for them not to claim a piece of the "great cake" that was the Wild Realm.

Zhou An jolted upright in bed, as if startled from a nightmare. Even after he woke, the voices from his dream did not vanish, continuing to echo endlessly within the inner sanctum.

Among the three factions in Chuzhou, the Yuanyang Sect was the weakest. If they did not join forces with the Qinglin Sword Sect and the Qiyun Sect, they would surely be the easiest to manipulate. As long as the Yuanyang Sect refused to live under the shadow of others, alliance was their only way out.

"Miss Yun Yao, what a rare guest. What brings you to my quarters today?" Beauty He asked with a smile.

For Ran Jiaojiao, this was something she had long anticipated. Her eyes glinted with sharp intensity as she watched Sun Ba, her mind lost in thought.

Li Hexian’s right palm radiated divine light—the glow of mana—which poured rapidly into the dark gold blade embryo. His face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Fortunately, it was the dead of night, and few people were out. Even the palace guards on duty were drowsy, dismissing the dark figures as mere shadows cast by the wind on the treetops. They paid no heed, allowing the two to return without incident.

Gazing at the mirror-smooth plaza stretching for thousands of miles beneath his feet, he couldn't help but sigh. From this moment on, the Forbidden Land of the North Sea would cease to exist; it had officially become history.

Bolts of lightning, like ancient giant pythons, were far thicker than those Xing Chu had faced during his tribulation, yet they could not injure Xue Qing; they didn't even graze a strand of her hair.

Luo Li immediately thought of the Elephant Clan's sonic attack. Could they have already been struck by sound waves from the sea? Could those sounds be what were luring the beast-folk to walk into the ocean themselves?

The Taoist talismans shimmered, arranging themselves precisely according to their positions. Guided by their spiritual energy, they formed a massive golden net above the Prime Minister’s mansion, which flickered a few times before vanishing into the night sky.

"No matter, no matter." Daoist Chongxu smiled, stroking his beard as he gazed out the window, seemingly lost in thought.

Jin Huang’s entire body exuded a sinister, malicious aura. His face was twisted and ferocious, as if he had completely transformed into a beast, yet it was not quite a beastly form either.

Jun Li nodded, secretly relieved. She was thankful that the old man had only forbidden her and her maid from leaving the second gate, rather than confining them entirely to Liuyun Pavilion; otherwise, she truly would have been helpless, with no one to call for aid.

Later, Eunuch Feng suffered a heatstroke, all because he had secretly given those two blocks of ice to Emperor Yong'an, allowing the Emperor to make it through that sweltering afternoon without collapsing.

Although Madame Yang despised the Yang family—her maiden home—as a burden, she would not tolerate anyone else looking down on them as she did.

Lin Yijia stopped Lan Si and said, "Tell Zi Chou to just send some supplies over every three days. There's no need to come every day." With nourishment every three days, she should be able to hold on. Yang Guangbei was thinking of her and the child, and she could not ignore his feelings.

"Mo Mo, why don't you come and run with me?" Ye Fei had a sudden inspiration, inviting her to run away with him right after she had teased him.

"Beat him! Beat him to death! If you don't kill him, I'll starve you for three days!" A commotion from the back alley drew Liu Feng, who had been wandering aimlessly, to investigate.

The rivers and lakes there were filled to the brim by days of torrential rain, and the land was submerged in mud and water, along with thousands of lives... A great flood had struck Minnan, but the Imperial Court was clearly too occupied to attend to it.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Finally finding a moment, the group of courtiers seized the chance to offer their congratulations to the Emperor.

While Rong Zhan and his wife were filled with gloom, casting a heavy atmosphere over Yinghui Courtyard, the Chenguang Courtyard was a scene of jubilation. Not just Rong Qian, but all the servants were beaming, walking with heads held higher than usual.

Regardless, these herbs were all that remained on the lakebed. Even if many were long extinct and their properties unknown, they could slowly figure them out through trial and error.

"But, Your Highness, you are coughing so violently that even walking two laps in the courtyard exhausts you. How can you leave the palace? If anything goes wrong, how will this servant answer to the Emperor?" Xia He said, deeply worried about Consort Donggo's health.

For he was determined to make history, to become the first Sword Emperor in the four universes to defeat a Sword Venerable since time immemorial.

Luffy looked at Schiller. These five great temples were all essentially the same—arrogant and convinced of their own invincibility. This kind of stupidity was what he detested most.

Though it was ruthless, it was a necessary precaution. That Du Wei had been reduced to a puppet was merely his own tragedy; his habit of nepotism had consequences, and every action has its cause, and every cause its cycle.

This genius, who possessed a supreme treasure, hadn't even had the chance to unleash its second form before he and his soul were utterly annihilated.