Chapter 61

Shen Mochen did not hear it clearly, but he could probably guess that it had something to do with the child just now.

The single word "death" made Ling Xue's heart tremble. She looked up and forcefully forced back the tears welling in her eyes.

Third Uncle rotated those nine faces over there. After he arranged the nine faces using ancient characters according to the sequence of the Nine Word True Mantra, even from this distance, I seemed to hear a crisp metallic clinking sound coming from inside the alchemy furnace, as if some mechanism had been triggered.

Qingzhou was startled. She did not move, nor did she dare to raise her eyes to look at the monarch of Great Qi before her. She knew that Li Yunzhao had ascended the throne at a young age, and was handsome and romantic. He kept many favorites in the inner palace, and even her own elder sister cherished the deep desire to be selected to enter the palace as a imperial concubine next spring.

Zhao Zijie was half-skeptical upon hearing these words. Yet, a grandmaster of national martial arts who only existed in legends could not be all that different from the prestigious families of national martial arts, making it hardly worthy of such high praise from Chen San.

Of course, energy life forms are not immortal. Their death is different from that of humans; when the energy is no longer sufficient to support their core, it marks the end of their lives. Such a situation usually occurs only when the surrounding living environment is completely depleted of energy, causing a massive loss of their own energy.

The next day, the imperial decree of conferment was proclaimed to the world. Wan Chongshan was granted an exceptional title of marquis by the Emperor, bringing nobility to his wife and sons, with his father, brothers, nephews, and children all receiving titles. Having four marquises in a single family was a feat that shook both ancient and modern times. Wan's mother, Lady Ning, and Lady Wen all received imperial titles, and Qingzhou also became the youngest titled noble lady of the entire Great Qi.

Qiao Ye actually walked over. Suisui, acting like she was taking care of a child, first wiped the sweat from his forehead and then offered pastries to his hand.

Song Qingyue then strode into the solemn ancient castle with a nonchalant air, as if he had said nothing at all. The wind fluttered his hem, making him look both beautiful and mysterious.

"Alright, alright, I won't pressure you. I owed you in the past. Coming over often now can be considered my way of making it up to you!" Bai Chengxun said.

However, compared to formal and orthodox combat techniques, it was still far from enough, and could even be said to be on an entirely different dimension.

He had almost forgotten—how could a child cultivated by the Chu family, the foremost family in the immortal cultivation world, possibly have a poor tolerance for alcohol?

Just as the controller stopped operating, a beam of light over ten meters in diameter appeared in the void between the flagship and Qianglei. The beam flashed and vanished, leaving behind a massive surge of spiritual energy.

"I hate others ruining my good deeds the most! You must die!" Lü Yangwei roared as he prepared to swing down his club.

Meanwhile, Feng Ling and Mu Zhiting, who had followed closely behind Mu Tiankuang and Lie Yan to the lawn, searched the entire area without finding trace of them, and could not help glaring at each other in frustration.

Regardless of whether others cursed him as a beggar or a commoner, he always maintained an air of detachment, acknowledging reality yet caring nothing for it.

Especially since the other party had rescued her from that abyss of suffering, a deep sense of psychological dependence had already taken root within her.

With everything properly arranged, Wang Yan returned and sat beside Zong Ze, saying, "I never expected the Eight-Character Army to reach such a state, making General Zong laugh at us. Once we finish our meal, we will negotiate the terms of allegiance to the Autonomous Region!" In Hanzhong, within the Zhe residence, Zhe Kekou secretly met with Wang德, the benefactor who had once saved his life at the risk of his own.

This matter also implicated various factions in the capital, and Mother Li had died because of it. How could the people of the Li estate easily let go of the person whose birth characters matched the male protagonist's the most?

"It's finally come to an end; I'm even a bit unaccustomed to it," Ye Modi said, wearing a similar expression of lingering fear.

After the villagers arrived one after another, everyone chattered and argued about what had happened and why everyone had been summoned.

At that very moment, a crisp cry from Sima Le suddenly rang out. Even though Sima Le eradicated six demonic beasts with a single sword strike, there was still one that slipped through the net. At this precise moment, a large gray wolf transformed into a streak of gray rainbow and instantly closed in on Sima Le.

Haoyang thought about it and decided that they should indeed hold an engagement ceremony, so that the whole city would know that he and Bingling were a match made in heaven. Yes, that was what he would do.

Inside the villa, there were not only domestic guests but also some fair-haired and blue-eyed foreigners. However, when Xiao Ao walked in, everyone in the villa proactively stepped forward to greet him.

By sheer coincidence, Boss Gao learned that Murong Yuyan was born in a year of pure yin, and immediately instructed Wang Jianjun to cultivate Murong Yuyan, discovering through an opportunity that she actually possessed pure yin qi.

Once distance was established, Gu Jinfu ignored the two shallow sword marks on his body, channeled his internal energy, and struck out with his palms. The sound of howling wind surged, and fierce palm momentum once again reverberated through the Lin family dyeing workshop.

Lord Wang! At the early stage of Core Formation, he was a renowned Core Formation expert in Zhao State and held the position of Vice Sect Master of the Yunhe Sect. The Sect Master, Lan Ningyi, had reached the peak of the late Core Formation stage, just a single step away from Nascent Soul.

Song Jun naturally knew the effort Liu Wei had invested in this company. To be honest, if this technology company were truly forced to shut down, the losses would be simply too massive, and he had no idea what those people higher up were thinking.

Every Eye of the Stars was a precious resource, representing a transmission tower, a large number of transmission scrolls, and the perfection-realm Star-Immuring Body. After internal consumption by the team, these twenty-eight pieces would probably at most be enough to build a dozen transmission towers.

"Alright, Second Uncle, I still need to pay my respects to Grandfather, so I shall take my leave. You should rest for a while as well." Shangguan Wuxie put away his *Universe in the Sleeve* technique, bowed to Shangguan Yuntian, and backed out of the room.

To be bothered twice in a single day certainly did nothing to improve the jailer's mood. Yet, considering the steady stream of gold coins given as bribes, he found it hard to refuse and could only put on a stern face as he let the old servant in. At that very moment, however, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and his strength rapidly drained away.

Looking at Jiang Wuhen's listless appearance, Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen could not help curling the corners of their mouths upward. The previous gloom vanished in an instant. With a comical character like Jiang Wuhen around, the atmosphere was simply different.