Chapter 30

However, Wei Muyuan had issued orders ahead of time that no one was to disturb the banquet tonight; they intended to drink to their hearts' content, and the guard sent to announce this returned empty-handed.

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so injured adjudicators’ eyes narrowed. Without a word, they began to retreat, while the other two adjudicators grew solemn, pushing the power within them to its absolute limit, clearly prepared for an all-out battle.

Cheng Yiben was so furious he turned red and then green; Pei Shiyin’s words pierced his heart like a thousand arrows, shredding it to pieces.

The city garrison was fully armed, maintaining order while keeping a wary eye on the direction of the Million Mountains, their spears gripped tightly.

Baochun was quite puzzled. "I’m not talking about that. I mean, why are you only arresting me and my son and not him?" she asked, pointing at Rong Zheng.

Jian Mo took Su Mo’s hand and pressed it against her cheek. She forced a smile to keep her tears from falling... but her heart ached and stung, and the tears spilled over uncontrollably.

"I already got a taste of your seductive arts when I boarded the ship. If you want to drain my vitality, you’ll need to master them a bit better first," Xie Gongbao said, his tone growing increasingly cold.

Of course, the main reason was that he couldn't breathe. Jiang Xie had reached his limit, causing his strength to plummet until he had less than a tenth left; naturally, he was unable to break free from the seaweed.

As soon as he stepped into the room, a sense of containment pressed in from all sides, as if entering this place was like entering the most secure prison, where even the air could not flow out.

"Do not draw attention to yourselves. We will discuss everything once everyone has arrived," Su Mu said to the group. Then, like Chu Zifeng, he pressed his fair palm lightly against the paper, vanishing into the darkness before him.

"Based on my management experience, a mere base is nothing. I have the ability, and I am willing to help manage the base's affairs." Winnie straightened her back, instantly radiating a powerful aura.

She could cure poisons that even Zhong Zhi could not. If she truly wanted to stand against the First Madam now, who could stop her?

It was unclear how the situation would evolve, and whether Chen Jie would be able to successfully gain the upper hand within his body remained a mystery.

"How did we get out?" Zhou Ziwei looked around. They had indeed escaped, but the nausea and discomfort remained. Looking down, she saw Cen Beisheng holding her hand tightly.

"Creak..." Another sound echoed, the friction between the submarine and the transparent dome. The group swayed involuntarily, struggling to regain their balance.

"I suppose she’s the mistress kept by Young Master Nan..." The visitor was Wu Guangxia, the third uncle, who was four years older than Miao Luo.

She had always been one to take the lead, and this time was no exception; she was the first to step into the room they had just breached.

The airship exploded instantly, and Zhao Li, who had been on board, was blown away by the massive shockwave.

"You were handpicked by the Young Master, so you have to go," he said, a sour taste rising in his mouth.

Five minutes passed before the ghost wolf finally stopped moving. When Zhao Li loosened his grip, the creature still had a faint breath. Too exhausted to care, Zhao Li grabbed a large rock nearby and smashed the wolf’s head to pieces.

Unlike Ning Zhe, who had entered that eerie place early in the morning, Feng Yushu was swept into He Family Village around seven in the evening. She had been on her way to deliver a cup of coffee to her husband's room when she pushed open the door and stepped inside.

"We martial artists practice True Qi, while cultivators practice Spiritual Qi. Spiritual Qi comes from the heavens and the earth, and the difficulty of cultivation is much greater. For a Spiritual Qi cultivator to achieve great success, they must possess an innately gifted physique, and even then, it takes until they are sixty or seventy years old to see real progress," Feng Tiansheng explained earnestly.

Fortunately, Xu Miao had joined the military expedition this time. After he left home, the household was guarded by the Chi family’s retainers, so nothing went wrong. All the businesses were running normally, though the business at the Xu Family Private Kitchen had been somewhat affected by the approach of Luo Yi’s rebel army toward Chang'an.

"To be honest, the struggle is quite severe, though it’s severe in an unobtrusive way," Song Qingya said, looking at Chu Tiandao.

He Yuzhu’s words sounded very pleasant to Master Zhao, which increased his favor toward him.

After the meeting, Lin Hongwei and Wang Siyuan locked themselves in the mayor’s office. With only the two of them present, Wang Siyuan shed his spirited demeanor from the conference and appeared somewhat sycophantic.

At this moment, the "Grey-Robed Cardinal" and the other leaders of the operation were here on the first level of the catacombs, with several figures in grey robes surrounding Joseph.

In the fifth year of the Zhenguan era, Li Shimin ordered the execution of Dali Temple official Zhang Yungu, believing that Zhang had engaged in favoritism and deception of the Emperor. This left the Dali Temple in a state of panic, leading to much harsher sentencing.

For a student, this was already financial freedom, and Lu Yu’s abilities had not gone unnoticed by the company’s management.

"Perhaps it is us he finds distasteful." A home so destitute it couldn't even provide a decent leg of lamb.

Furthermore, the network maintenance for Nuannuan’s laboratory was handled by the brothers Chen Qiaoyang and Chen Ouyang—or rather, it was Chen Ouyang’s responsibility. With the laboratory’s network security in Chen Ouyang’s hands, the nation had no need to worry about the leakage of data from Nuannuan’s lab.

As for Wu Dayong, although he was carefree and simple-minded, he remained foolishly happy even after delaying the competition for half a day because of me, never taking the matter to heart.

Now that their bodies had recovered after awakening their abilities, and with the nourishment of their mental energy, their wives were becoming increasingly radiant, making them even more attached to their spouses.

The hour was late, so the group stopped delaying and headed toward the courtyard where Old Master Mu resided.

Hmm... as expected of one of the ten great primordial beasts; even everyone in the Black Prison combined could not defeat him.

Immediately after, blinding lightning and thunder suddenly roared in mid-air, the momentum so massive it was nearly deafening and earth-shattering!

It seemed that some of his old biases were still at work, assuming that because this was a Malevolent Spirit dungeon, it must be an isolated instance. He had never considered that even if it were a Malevolent Spirit dungeon, being a western metropolis, having a network was a simple matter—he just hadn't thought of it from that perspective.