Chapter 51

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When Joss saw Xu Yan, he didn’t ask about intelligence matters but instead inquired if he had anything to start a fire. At that moment, Feng He was chasing Feng Tianlin while operating a lighter, and upon hearing this, she immediately looked at Feng Tianlin.

That fool—despite me explaining everything so clearly, he simply wouldn’t believe it. Instead, he kept calling that bastard Wang Chen a miraculous doctor? Is he stupid? Is he crazy?

Fear can make people panic. Those who fancied themselves clever did not want to do anything that seemed foolish, so they chose to do nothing at all.

However, Feng Tianlin treated everyone the same—frightening them all, then dispatching them without mercy, occasionally sparing a few to spread information.

“Is the City Commissioner Sun Lin really so arrogant? How dare he disregard our Eastern Depot?” Du Bian said. “Could it be that the Pacification Commissioner Wang Yin is causing trouble while his godfather is away?”

With suspicion, he turned his head to look, but all he saw was emptiness beside him.

He quickly turned his horse toward the riverbank. The problem was, how could Wu Yazi help him detoxify?

That deep kiss lasted nearly ten minutes, almost suffocating Du Bian, his tongue root aching.

But it was Chu Hongmian who spoke these words, for that was exactly what she did. She secretly admired Zhen Nan Gong Song Que but never voiced it, nor did she need any response—she only wished her devotion would not be interrupted.

The two attendants moved efficiently and left before Ye Kaicheng finished bathing. Dinner arrived as well—a seafood feast ordered by Xu Zuoyan. By the time Ye Kaicheng came out, Xu Zuoyan was already eating.

Xu Meishan had been hungry for a long time, but since Fu Ye stayed silent, waiting for Cao Ruoxi to wake, she felt awkward asking to eat first.

Yao Biqing, who had been closely watching the affairs within the group, felt a surge of secret joy upon witnessing the situation—she was pleased with this outcome.

After the banquet concluded, Emperor Qianlong indeed departed first with Xiao Yan and Yongqi and Yongrong. Although the other consorts harbored grievances, none dared to voice them openly.

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A formidable master of the demonic sect, Shi Zhixuan’s brother, would An Long not recognize the aura of the Undying Seal technique? How could he be frightened by the faint aura of the Undying Seal from Shifei Xuan?

Yet he simply couldn’t recall it until he received another call from Fuyang that evening.

“Is that so? And what of it?” Yu Chuchu retorted. Holding onto this man only proved she had been drugged, not that she was innocent.

The so-called banquet the next day took place at a somewhat remote manor. It was described as remote because the estate was built atop a mountain, but everywhere the manor exuded dignity and grandeur, clearly indicating its owner was no ordinary person.

Then Yu Dayong turned and signaled Fang Qingqing, who responded with a particularly gentle demeanor as she bid us farewell.

Fu Ye had no idea he had been unconscious for three days and nights; he only thought it was the night he fell into a coma. He remembered collapsing to the ground and vaguely sensed Cao Ruoxi’s presence. Could it have been a hallucination? Had she never really come?

Ah, it was all that forgetful Wang Chen’s fault—why offend Prince Gong so recklessly? Now, he might very well refuse to join the Quanzhen Sect because of this.

The two sides had just exchanged glances when the Northern Qi army was struck down with no chance to retaliate—completely cowed and already showing signs of collapse.

The thin thread appeared fragile but was actually incredibly strong. Yi Yi’s corpse was tougher than a bronze wall, yet before the thin thread, it was like a block of tofu.

Tuoba Tao walked along, observing. The vitality amid the heavy snow was far more beautiful than in midsummer. He loved this feeling of life emerging from despair.

After a night without dreams, when Zhen Xi awoke the next day, she felt refreshed and spirited. The long-held breath blocking her heart was finally released.

It was clear that Duke siblings Brian and Brady had received excellent education, and as current students in the magical city, although they once exhibited some noble arrogance, this adventure had tempered them, making them much steadier.

“Our wager still stands. Whenever you need me, just call, and I guarantee I’ll come,” Taoist Yu Feng said, willing to accept the bet without excuse.

“Zhuozi, escort Consort Chen back to the palace. Without my decree, she shall not leave a single step,” Li Liangzuo issued a strict order.

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The situation in Bingzhou had improved. Since General Song Zhangmiao withdrew troops from Jingxing Pass and pacified the area, the danger to Zhen Ding Prefecture was essentially eliminated. Now, Li Bingchang and Li Hao led two hundred thousand troops of the Bingzhou army, all gathered on the Taiyuan front.

The two continued their daily chats. In any case, it was quite difficult to focus on studying while with Wendy.

Grief filled my heart. I glanced at Zhen Tian’s corpse and suddenly sensed something was amiss. I had seen Zhen Tian’s true form several times before—it was a massive white tiger with a ring of golden fur around its neck. But this white tiger was pure white, without a single stray hair.

At present, the value of this copper coin, spread among the wealth of the gathered elites, was such that at the first call, You Baifeng had already raised its price beyond what ordinary people could afford.

What could the Chaos Sovereign of the chaotic realm do? All are Chaos Sovereigns—who would want to suppress their own Chaos Sovereign so mercilessly?

To prepare for Bolt, Sun Shina replenished his stamina early, having Ouyang Hua give him a thorough massage to relax his muscles.

Yet these two extremely useful spirit fruits and herbs were regarded as worthless by the people of this world.

“I think I told you, dead eunuch, to behave a bit if you want to live longer. You seem to have treated my words as mere wind,” Chen Yifei raised his newly forged greatsword, pointing it at Wu Dao.

The topic then shifted to Michael Johnson’s hands. Everyone wanted to know how Sun Shina had stood out among so many experts to win this award.

Indeed, the moment I arrived, there was no one else in sight. I immediately turned and continued casting shadows until I reckoned it was enough, then used the Wood Concealment technique from the Five Elements Concealment arts. The spot had long been chosen—just behind a few wooden stakes.

Everyone prepared themselves. Bolt glanced at Sun Shina, who happened to look back. Their eyes met in midair, and a fierce battle intent flared between them.