Chapter 44

Apart from the three men and several attendants inside the Drunken Dream Hall, everyone else in the Exquisite Courtyard belonged to Meng Cangyun himself.

As he spoke thus, some nodded in agreement, some suggested seeking monks at the Great Xiangguo Temple, and others proposed consulting a yin-yang master to divine good or ill fortune. Amid the bustling clamor, a waiter from the Pan Pavilion walked straight up with a look of astonishment, leaned close to the chief manager's ear, and whispered a few words.

Wen Xin did not assign tasks to Zhang Cheng directly; instead, quite favorably, she placed him under the charge of little classmate Danbai.

Uncle Lu's cultivation was actually not weak at all, having reached the mid-stage of Nascent Soul. Otherwise, he could never have served as Lu Dingguo's guiding mentor back then. With such strength, where could he not live a life of carefree grace?

Only then did Xu Zhi recall that although he had escaped from prison, the jade pendant on his body, along with the map, the key, and the Fengming Sword entrusted to him by Grandpa Wang, were all nowhere to be found.

Before long, a sedan chair appeared—a grand eight-bearer sedan, escorted by royal guards.

"Later he even said that it was a good thing he robbed you of some goods and exchanged them for some points, which counts as venting his pent-up anger. When I heard that, I was so furious I almost couldn't keep a straight face," Feng Lanying said indignantly.

According to Lin Kai's description, upon hearing that his troubles involved the Crown Prince, no sect failed to be terrified. That was why no one dared to take Lin Kai in along the way, forcing him to drift all the way to Lingnan and ultimately take refuge in the Butchers' Gate.

Li Bin unleashed the Twin Stars in unison, striking the back of the Blood Emperor's aging patriarch, and abruptly a mist of blood burst and scattered. Amidst the brilliant purple radiance, the Blood Emperor's patriarch merely let out a light snort, then abruptly turned around, a pair of blood-red palms shrouded in a nauseatingly thick aura of carnage slamming straight toward Li Bin's chest.

For some inexplicable reason, every time she sparred with Leng Jiang, Shi Junyue would fly into a rage. "How dare you toy with us, this is simply outrageous!" With that, she leaped into the water, splashing droplets everywhere as she channeled her palms in circular motions. With a flick of her finger, a piercing icy pearl shot outward.

The instructors initially felt a flicker of vigilance, but when they turned back and saw that youthful, unworldly face, they all burst into laughter—some laughing uproariously, others sneering... Whichever it was, it was laden with thick mockery.

Xiao Lin had no choice but to make preparations early. Aside from dispatching his assassins to Europe, he also had to strengthen his own capabilities. Originally, people's livelihood had always occupied the mainstream of future development, but now he had to tilt things toward the military sphere.

The red packets sent out were not snapped up immediately. Wei Xian knew this was not due to distance, as he had previously sent a red packet to Pan Wa, which was finished after five seconds. Therefore, with over ten minutes having passed now without completion, either Pan Wa was unwilling to help, or Pan Wa was hesitating.

Thus I actually do not know any staff techniques—not a single bit. However, I do know a few postures for poking hornet's nests in the mountain forests.

A look of grave solemnity appeared on the face of Jiang City's lord. Suddenly, his brow furrowed as if recalling something; then, shaking his sleeve, his figure flashed while pure profound Qi surged from the soles of his feet, transforming into a streak of light. He stepped upon this streak of light and sped swiftly toward the city gates of Jiang City.

She had only used her chopsticks for a couple of bites of the dishes on the table and had not actually eaten much. In any case, the two of us—one god and one beast—did not inherently need to eat; we merely indulged a tiny bit in the desire for flavors.

When the pitch-black arm-guard finally transformed entirely into a crimson red, Jiang Bieli shook both arms, causing the Crimson Dragon Ink-Stained Arm to vibrate violently. With a single boom, from within the arm-guard measuring less than a foot long, a crimson shadow actually wriggled forth.

Seeing Liu Yi plummet downward, the beast gave chase, flying downward as well. However, it was firmly pulled by the black hole. It did not know how to break free; it had only a single goal in its eyes, and that was Liu Yi! Disregarding everything else, it flew toward Liu Yi, struggling out of the spatial black hole that was about to close, until only half of its body remained.

"That simply won't do, don't think I'm joking," Brother Liang said very earnestly, yet having long been accustomed to a frivolous demeanor, he looked rather comical to others.

Yan Mengyue turned around, but stopped after taking a single step. She turned back to look at Long Qing, hesitating as if she had something more to say.

This person was not easy to fool. On the surface he appeared casual, but deep down his mind was as meticulous as fine dust—he was definitely no simple character. Upon returning, she must notify Hongxia to pay closer attention to his business maneuvers hereafter.

"How is this lowering our status? Wearing these exact same two clothes over and over again is what lowers our status," she said, pulling Zhang Sanfeng along toward a men's clothing store.

"I haven't sorted out my thoughts yet. Better let Magistrate Fang and Uncle Zheng speak first on behalf of the government and themselves," Chen Hongxia maintained his dignified posture, projecting the aura of a big shot.

Lu Fan stood firm, neither dodging nor evading. Channeling his genuine Qi and using his fingers as a sword to form a sword seal, he suddenly lunged forward in a bow stance and pointed a finger toward Limu. Hundreds and thousands of sword gales erupted from all over his body, swallowing Limu instantly like a giant wave.

Nie Rong thought of how his father had led the martial arts hall's disciples and several righteous pugilistic heroes up the mountain to fell timber, and thus he guessed that the commotion in the forest ahead was most likely caused by them.

"Brother, aren't you guys being a bit too ruthless?" Zhang Sanfeng said, finding it hard to just stand by and watch.

The Great Dian soldiers patrolling the streets within the city of the Golden Phoenix Kingdom were utterly terrified when they suddenly saw large numbers of Yan reinforcement cavalry charging out in a fierce onslaught.

To the left hand of Mi Kang stood a middle-aged military officer with iron-gray hair named Tumicha, who was the second-in-command of the military, second only to Chaicai. Several years younger than Chaicai, he had aged from running about busily for Chaicai day in and day out, making him look like an old man of fifty or sixty.

"The fabrics in the palace all have records. Shall I have a servant inquire at the Inner Bureau?" Grand Eunuch Dai asked.

Faced with such a startling transformation, Ye remained unmoved, whereas Orochimaru wore a look of utter astonishment, followed by an intensely peculiar expression welling up in his eyes.

Afterward, everything was calm. Toward evening, a few patients did arrive, but Zhao Zhuan was already thoroughly experienced in treating illnesses, so there were no problems or accidents.

He could let go of everything belonging to the Pei family, even if it meant having his name removed from the clan registry. This subconscious companionship was something they both thought of simultaneously.

With this single battle alone, he would be able to establish an indelible majesty before both Great Han and all foreign tribes.

Wuyang, who had narrowly escaped catastrophe, hurriedly pulled Dongdong downstairs. Wang Zhuanshu, a step too late, was blocked by another older sister and could not leave, while even Zhengzheng and Xingxing were intercepted on the second floor.