Chapter 132: The Celestial Master's Dojo

"Is this what it means to uphold the path through slaughter? Perhaps such a state is born only from the ruin of one’s family." With this thought, his gaze remained clear.

The power of managing the imperial household was such a succulent piece of meat that Consort De wished to claim it all for herself, yet she knew such a thing was impossible. Thus, in order to secure a share of the authority, she did not hesitate to divide the prize into four, contenting herself with only one quarter.

The man let out a sharp cry of astonishment, and upon hearing these words, many onlookers were struck with disbelief, pointing and whispering as if they could not trust their own ears.

"Or perhaps, a lover?" Chen Chumo paused, and seeing no reaction from Ani, he continued his probing.

Yingchun stepped forward to examine it. Indeed, it was an ordinary handkerchief, yet a closer look revealed traces of a fine, white powder.

A night breeze swept through, stirring up dust, as if nothing had ever occurred here at all.

Enduring the biting wind, she extended her arms and leaped from the tree branch with the elegance of a white crane, her robes fluttering like the wings of a cloud.

If used as a signal, the visual effect was perhaps too flamboyant, with too little smoke; yet if used as an apology, there seemed to be far too much.

"Cousin, please speak. I believe I know what this is about—it must have something to do with the Empress Mother. I always knew the three-day inferno at the Fengyi Palace was no accident," Yu Mu said calmly, lacking the sorrow that Xiao Yang had feared.

Before Yingchun could grasp the hidden implications of this, she saw a eunuch from the Daming Palace hurrying toward the Fengzao Palace.

"Hehe, Master was surely angry just now because Sister Yingzi left, right?" After settling Ye Qiu into his hospital room, Fujiwara Yumi trotted over to Wu Xuanming, asking with a playful grin.

As for the members of the Pan clan, Xie Xin had already instructed Dian Shang to make the arrangements. Although the Pan clan were of the Yue people, as long as Dian Shang clarified that this was his own intent, Mayor Huang would surely agree, provided no unforeseen complications arose.

The amount would not be vast, but it would certainly be enough to allow them to live comfortably for a year without lifting a finger. If they desired a better life, they would have to earn it themselves; the Imperial House does not support parasites.

"Which flower is drenched in dew? Why can I not see it?" Seeing the wild man speak with such conviction, Zhu Yiyi looked toward the blooming flowers all around, yet where was there even a single drop of rain?

Qingyun turned to Xu Yan upon hearing this and asked, "How shall we proceed, fellow Daoist?" Xu Yan hesitated for a moment, then a flash of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes: "Kill!" Qingyun nodded immediately to A-Yuan, who, without a word, brought his staff crashing down. In an instant, Gu Fan’s divine soul was shattered, and he died with a vacant stare.

Yet, these two diametrically opposed flames, when placed side by side, did not feel the least bit discordant; instead, they felt perfectly harmonious, as if they were always meant to coexist.

At this moment, Li Mingfen was on the verge of collapse. She felt that nothing was proceeding in the direction she had set, as if everything had changed beyond recognition. What was she to do? What could she do? Her body trembled, and she felt a fear she had never known before.

Seizing this fleeting moment, Li Changkong summoned every ounce of his strength, clenching his numbed fists and bringing them down heavily upon You Li’s back.

Yet, just as he reached the entrance of the restroom, the meridians throughout Li Changkong’s body began to crackle like popping beans.

The blood-man leader, who had been sent flying by the purple light from Meng Yunhao, returned, roaring in fury at him. He drew a mass of gore from the sea of blood, shaping it into a massive blade of blood, and swung it directly at Meng Yunhao. The force of the blade carved a deep fissure into the red earth as it bore down upon him.

"Damn it, it’s all pulverized, so why is there still no reaction?" Jiang Fan was horrified. Had the black-skinned servant beast not told him this was the item, he would have truly suspected it to be nothing more than ordinary gravel. The seal set by Fu Tian was truly astonishingly powerful.

It turned out that Comrade Hu Daming had indeed awakened, but he had changed his posture; he had been lying down, but now he sat cross-legged, his hands held in bizarre gestures. He changed his hand positions every fifteen minutes, having already cycled through five.

The monks of the Tianyang Sect were taken aback and immediately retreated, attempting to use the Wutong tree to shield themselves from Ye Feng’s attacks. After all, if Ye Feng wished to claim the Wutong tree, he would not dare let his attacks strike it, which was a primary reason the five monks remained positioned upon it.

"Zhang Fei, forfeit your life!" Lu Bu roared in anger, brandishing his halberd of the heavens as he lunged at Zhang Fei, the sweep of the weapon’s blade aimed directly at his upper body.

In truth, with his vigorous support, she could have long since achieved Foundation Establishment without risk, and even had time to further strengthen her cultivation, with a real chance of securing a place as a direct disciple.

During that time, nearly all the officials from Jiangxi were championing Liu Yikun’s cause. However, constrained by Zhao Nanxing’s immense prestige within the Donglin faction and his position as Minister of Personnel—which held sway over their futures—the Jiangxi officials had long dared not speak their minds, only whispering their grievances in secret.

It was not as if Huzhou had never defeated the Dongyi army before, but this was the first time they had encountered a situation where the army led personally by the King of Dongyi had been routed. Stimulated by this victory, the local magistrate adopted a "turn a blind eye" attitude toward some of the more excessive behavior of the city's commoners.

Only now did he realize that he had been unexpectedly brought down by a bumpkin. The current problem was easy to solve; he prepared to find some pretext to have Zhang Xiaofei locked up, which would give him another excuse to squeeze money out of Huang Si.

In short, he was merely conducting experiments to satisfy his own curiosity, provided there was no danger involved.

There were many such legends, but to Ye Feng, they remained mere stories, for he had never encountered any of the entities described within them.

However, many people on the Four Symbols Continent were unaware of this, so they believed Zhao Long was in the right, while Chen Xuan was acting aggressively, which caused the rumors surrounding Chen Xuan to run rampant once again.