Chapter 46: Nighttime Conversations (1), The Tale of the Real and Fake Heiresses

The door creaked open once again as they were discussing Su Xiaoran’s pregnancy. Apart from Qiao Jia and Wei Yi, everyone else’s expressions were rather subtle. The newcomer was none other than Su Xiaoran’s half-sister, Su Qianqian. To be honest, compared to the relationship between Shen Tong and Shen Hui, these so-called sisters, the bond between Su Xiaoran and Su Qianqian was evidently far more complicated.

“Mayor, thank you for your invitation—”

The entrance was about two stories high, exuding an ancient aura, its surface gleaming with scattered lights, resembling a sky full of twinkling stars at first glance.

Liu Feng set down his wine glass, narrowed his eyes, his gaze icy. He carefully searched his memory—he was certain he had never met this person, let alone offended them. Was it simply because he looked easy to bully?

“There’s no sign on the door, of course. Someone reported this place, so if we’re doing things by the book, I really have to inspect this house.” The officer accompanying him retorted without backing down, waving his hand, and the police behind him filed into the room.

He never expected to provoke such a formidable menace in this unremarkable clan, especially one so powerful.

However, their attention was focused entirely on countering the Heavenly Thunder Formation, so aside from their astonishment, they had neither the time nor the energy to dwell on it.

He suddenly bit his finger, drew the Sky-Questioning Sword, smeared fresh blood onto it, held the sword upright before his chest, and muttered a few nameless incantations.

“A fine treasure—once we reach Stormcloud Sect and absorb it, my wood elemental power should advance further.” Li Yi delightedly tucked the demon core into his white jade ring.

Whenever Yu Shengyan saw Ruyi, she never displayed any goodwill, always cold and indifferent. To this day, Ruyi could not understand why Yu Shengyan was so antagonistic toward her, especially since they had only met once.

Lu Yingquan and Yun Yao were immobilized, as the sound of chaos erupted—the once tidy house was now a mess, vases and teapots shattered on the floor, furniture overturned, everything in disarray.

This was clearly cheating, yet there was nothing anyone could do about it. The crowd from Azure Dragon Peak was momentarily speechless.

Zhao Ya had been watching Bai Yun’s every move. When Bai Yun suddenly revealed a warm, sunny smile, Zhao Ya was drawn in by the atmosphere and unconsciously took Bai Yun’s hand.

“If he wants to touch it, let him.” At that moment, a cheerful voice rang out. Lu Chengfeng sat up lazily, a faint smile on his face.

The Emperor of Eastern Jin’s indulgence of Prince Chen was known throughout the four kingdoms. As such, unless Jun Yi Chen agreed, no one would dare force him, not even the Emperor himself.

“We still have Ruoyi’s snacks, don’t we? I believe our kind-hearted Ruoyi won’t let us go hungry, right?” Mo Yan winked mischievously at Ruoyi standing in the corner. Though it seemed he was taking advantage of her, hunger was far more terrifying.

“Oh, Sauguo, you’re really something! Aren’t you more impressive on top?” Li Yajie teased Zhu Muyi with a laugh, stepping over to give Zhu Muyi a playful smack on the backside.

If the city gate wasn’t sturdy enough, or if its connection to the city wall or pass wall wasn’t tight, then the battering ram could easily smash down the gate or topple it. At that point, the gate would be little more than decoration.

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, the contestants stepped onto the stage one by one. Lots were drawn on site to determine the order of appearance; after taking the stage, they would flip a card to select their primary ingredient, while auxiliary ingredients were freely chosen.

Now, ironically enough, the three of them hadn’t run away—instead, they followed along. Didn’t that render all previous efforts pointless?

A hundred years into the Human Era, the human population reached one hundred thousand. The humans had produced their own powerful figures and were no longer the weakest among the myriad clans, thus beginning their path of resistance.