Volume 1, Chapter 54: The Melancholy and Dejected Chen Peisi

As soon as these words were spoken, Gu Caiyi had yet to react, but the other three were startled simultaneously. The Cloud Sky Sect was passed down through the Dao of Alchemy and placed an extremely high value on moral conduct. If anyone practiced malevolent and venomous arts, it would undoubtedly be a major matter within the sect.

"It's a level-five exotic beast, launching a proactive attack!" Seeing the blue halo radiating from the spider, Li Xue immediately called back the black cloud.

A chilling aura seeped from her body, abruptly condensing into a stream of frosty water vapor that lunged toward Luoxue with unstoppable momentum. Although intangible, an attack of this magnitude was enough to induce a powerful sense of oppression and threat.

Pushing the door open to look inside, the room was not very large, measuring less than ten square meters. It was rather sparsely furnished, containing only a single chair and a simple bed, with no other items whatsoever.

Finding this reasoning somewhat sensible, the crowd turned and left. Several disciples stepped forward to pull Qianye aside for detailed questioning, and only after confirming it was a false alarm did they set their minds at ease and disperse one by one.

"Perhaps this is the gap between you and me... But precisely because of this, you must die!" Lin Xiaojin clenched his fists tightly, saying with bitter resentment.

Wu Zhenyan crossed her arms with an expression of disdain, yet her tone concealed a trace of hard-to-detect jealousy.

Long Yun drew out that soul weapon. He had not exchanged this curved saber back after returning, and now, fueled by the full integration of his ghost qi, it erupted with the most intense fluctuation of soul power thus far. The entire blade even began to tremble violently, as if unable to bear the load, developing microscopic cracks.

During the banquet, talented scholars occasionally composed couplets that won widespread acclaim from the crowd, yet no major disruptions occurred. Only a newly appointed imperial scholar attempted to challenge Lin Xiao, but he was interrupted by Lin Wei and promptly expelled.

This explained how the child had ended up drifting to Shangyao Village after running away from home, and coincidentally saved Lin Sixian's life.

How formidable was Yang Zheng's spiritual perception? Instantly detecting the restless intentions of those cultivators, he immediately let out a cold snort using the Lion God Roar.

Li Yongshuan involuntarily raised his hand to rub his eyes, eager to get a clearer look. Unfortunately, Lan Yunhua, the eldest daughter of the Lan family, walked toward her younger sister, quite coincidentally blocking his scrutinizing gaze. Because it was merely a fleeting glimpse, he could no longer see her, and Li Yongshuan could not help losing his composure for a moment.

Fearing that we might be spotted by other vehicles on the road, I specifically had Fan Ying use a ghostly boundary illusion to cast a barrier around Cheng Yuxuan's car so that ordinary people could not see us.

Although this old man looked unremarkable, his sudden strike was utterly terrifying! With an immediate furious shout, rolling waves of death qi billowed forth, and a pale, chilly, and gloomy aura poured over Moyue to envelop him from all directions.

The morning light was already growing faint. Dashan entered with full confidence dressed in a brand-new dark cyan outfit, truly giving off a majestic and spirited aura—provided one ignored his injured and disabled leg.

Only the Sixth Elder looked somewhat flustered, but under the smiling comfort of the Second Elder, he frowned and halted his movements.

Yet they had no idea that they were completely off the mark; Yang Zheng had never harbored any intentions toward Liu Xu Piaoyan. Ever since laying eyes on her appearance, Yang Zheng had completely lost any thoughts of that nature. After all, Liu Xu Piaoyan was not even as pretty as his two wives, so what reason did he have to feel tempted?

The people of Hong Kong felt a bit awkward. Truth be told, this was precisely a chaotic era for Hong Kong where public sentiment was unstable, underground societies were expanding rapidly, and mainland factions engaged in turf wars with local forces every three days with major battles every five. Coupled with the meddling of the Vietnamese, calling Hong Kong a place of trials and tribulations might have been an exaggeration, but it was certainly true that ordinary citizens dared not venture out easily at night.

Anyone could see that although Shijun's methods at the time were rather ruthless, they were entirely done with the show's ratings in consideration.

Shi Junxian had no idea that Son Ye-jin had fallen into massive trouble, as he remained quite leisurely and carefree.

"Your Majesty." Spotting an opening, Imperial Eunuch Fu, who had been waiting to report on the arrival outside, stepped forward.

What leaving captives alive! If they are enemies, just kill them directly! Clean and neat, leaving no future troubles! What on earth was his imperial sister thinking! Di Beibei, who was ultimately stopped, felt extremely unsatisfied.

"He who commits many injustices will inevitably bring about his own destruction. You ruined Liu Lingyan's life; death, to you, is merely a release!" Helian Nuo sighed. Regarding that secret history from thousands of years ago, his understanding was limited to Gongsun Rang's description, and he knew there must be countless details he would never come to know.

Very well, very well. This damned lecher not only hindered her from finding Young Master Wuhua, but also spouted a bunch of malicious nonsense to her about how ugly she was.

Gazing into the distance at those once-familiar faces who now possessed no breath of life and were exposed as corpses upon the city walls, Pan Yingying and the others were truly speechless. Their complexions turned pale, and they decided to enter Yan Capital first to find out precisely what was going on.

"Why didn't you put him directly into the cellar?" The plump master artisan appeared before the man at some point. Casting a glance at Helian Nuo's condition, a flash of astonishment crossed his plump face, and he hurriedly began moving blocks of ice alongside the man.

Wuwuwu, wuwuwu—the supreme firmament transformed into a giant handprint, and heaven and earth seemed to collapse as it struck down fiercely.

What kind of play is this? Shouldn't everyone charge together in a situation like this and fight until a mutually destructive end?

"Didn't you say I was going to slay my own father with my own hands?" Mumu suppressed her voice, silently cursing the invincible scoundrel and liar who even fabricated prophecies to deceive people, and made it sound so believable.

Having received her instructions, Mama Zhang gathered Jinzhi, Lanxiang, Qingzhu, and Yingyue together, and quietly informed them of Lan Caiwei's pregnancy. The four of them fell into a brief moment of astonishment before bubbling over with joy, chattering away without restraint for the very first time.

The human figure gradually began to dissolve—no, it should not be called dissolving, but rather drifting apart. The figure grew increasingly faint, turning into massive volumes of smoky mist that carried a faint blood-red tint amidst the haze. The mist emitted a profoundly malevolent sensation.