Chapter 43

The Duke of Ning and the Grand Commander were both taken aback. Originally, the world was divided in two, but with Cheng Xiu appointed as the Governor-General of Ji-Liao and commanding at least a million troops, he—a distant branch of the Duke of Kai’s estate—had suddenly created a three-way standoff.

Taking off a wig to reveal a bald head in a crowded public place like a coffee shop was absolutely out of the question for someone like him, who cared so much about his appearance.

The light here was dim; the entire hall was lit by only a single source, and beneath that light sat a simple, elderly man. It was Qian Li, the Speaker of the Gusu Academy.

Regardless of how talented you, Ying Kai, may be, the best you can hope for is to become the Doctor of the Western Frontier. After all, the Qin people have not yet established a nation, which means no matter how hard you try, you cannot become a sovereign. As long as you cannot become a sovereign, you cannot grant Princess Ruoxi the title of Lady of the Realm.

"Dian Cui, the tea snacks today are excellent. Keep me company and have some," Galudai said hastily upon hearing Dian Cui arrive with a tray.

Under the pull of external forces, the Ancestral Thunder God Talisman within Qin Fen began to riot, slipping beyond his control.

At this moment, Qin Fen’s cultivation had reached the mid-stage of a Lesser God. Combined with his Chaos Undying Body and the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron, his strength was enough to rival a Median God. Furthermore, possessing six Ancestral Thunder God Talismans was sufficient to suppress any Median God in the Thunder Realm.

"I will help you!" Gu Qingchen let out a long whistle, then soared toward the lightning vortex in the sky on his sword. He raised his finger high, and the Nine Heavens Demon Thunder Ring surged with ten thousand feet of silver light, causing countless bolts of lightning to gradually yield to its influence.

Every choice is a manipulation of fate, an expenditure of energy, and a temporary alignment of hearts.

No one expected the two of them to come to blows in the middle of the hall. But just as everyone felt the situation spiraling out of control, Jing Lian suddenly retracted his blade and sat down opposite Nijier.

Just then, Jiang Chen felt the pressure around him ease, and the baleful energy he had condensed was once again drawn back into his body.

Fang Dahui and the others were all smiles; if they hadn't been following Lin Tian, how could they have killed so many lords so easily?

It was normal for the jailer faction to treat me with cold disdain after seeing me fall into prison, but for Uncle Xiao Wu to target me so openly—it seems he has already made up his mind.

"I can only interfere with some of A-Xin’s actions; I cannot control him... A-Xin’s state is also very strange. I can feel that he is still alive, but his body does not seem to be under his control." Dugu Zi’s voice carried an irrepressible joy; clearly, she was thrilled to see Zhou Liang again.

"Brother Chen, is this entrance leading to your family?" Wang Pengfei asked, looking at the spatial passage before him.

Moreover, the warships were equipped with main and secondary cannons; these weapons alone were enough to sink Lin Tian’s fleet from a distance.

"His days are numbered," the bronze-skinned middle-aged Dao Saint sighed, watching the back of Wei Zhongxian.

Ma Shuyao let out a fierce shout as a golden dragon spiraled around her sword, roaring toward the sky and darting out like an arrow released from its string.

"So you mean..." Qin Cang chimed in at the right moment to guide the conversation, encouraging him to continue.

"Where are the people of Wuzhuang Temple?" Zhou Liang stood upon the South Peak, which had been cleaved in two by a single blade, suspended in the void, and demanded loudly.

"Wuwuwu, I don’t want to live anymore, I’m a monster." Seeing Father Jiang and Madam Zhao rush in, Zaizai collapsed even further, his long-hidden secret exposed.

Flame Burning Heaven, a Divine Profound fire-element technique, was the famous signature move of the Chi Yan Academy, serving both offensive and defensive purposes.

The Wushan Secret Realm has level restrictions; logically, it should be impossible for Golden Core cultivators to appear here.

The cultivator surnamed Qi did not expect that his desperate attempt to dodge would instead deliver his body straight into the mouth of the green snake.

"Alright, alright, Brother Yachen, did you come here just for this? I won’t agree to it. If there’s nothing else, please leave; I still need to study!" Ji Ning urged Situ Yachen out.

Because the two fought during evening self-study, the incident was severe, and they were called away by the teacher mid-way, leaving the ongoing explanation of difficult problems unresolved.

The two then analyzed and discussed the current situation of the world, and Xu Hongda was filled with admiration—the Emperor actually knew everything.

The dark clouds gathered, and the sky grew dimmer. Within a few breaths, the once clear and transparent sky seemed to have been doused with a large jar of ink, turning pitch black.

One day, the Zhao family was out at the market. She and Bai Yan were shopping in the front, while Jiang Chengyan and Father Jiang followed behind, carrying the goods.

With a few hearty laughs, Liang Kemuo’s stiff spine relaxed slightly as he strolled back to his seat and sat down calmly.

Many people at the venue today were here for Hurricane Industries. Lin Dong hid far away, finding a spot with Tian Zhenxing to drink coffee, leaving all other matters to Jia Zheng and Rost.

In the end, Xue Shao was calmer than everyone expected. Even until Xue Linyu stood before him, his expression had not changed in the slightest.

Guan Yue did not interrupt the other party, thinking silently before seeming to have realized something.

"Are you Li Mu’s younger brother? How cute." Chen Jing wanted to pinch Chu Yun’s cheeks, but it was inconvenient as she was still carrying fruit.

"Hmph! In any case, I will never agree to you wanting five spots!" Gao Sheng said angrily.

Having led troops in battle for over a decade, Xue Shao understood the rules of victory and defeat perfectly. In reality, victory does not depend on who does the "right" thing, but on who makes the fewest mistakes.

The surveillance in this world was not as advanced as on Earth, and various cards used for disguise were difficult to detect. As long as Li Mu and his group left Winter City, no one would know where they went; even the Black Cross would find it difficult to track them.

Eight manservants filed into the hall, lighting every candle. When hundreds of candles flickered to life, the hall was bathed in brilliance. On the wall in the center of the hall hung a massive crest of a unicorn, with crimson banners draped on either side, adding to the sense of majesty.

Anna nodded in a daze, her head spinning slightly. Not until she left the magnificent dining hall did she realize what had actually happened.

After boarding the carriage, Shangguan Wan'er, who had been waiting, guessed the outcome the moment she saw Princess Taiping’s expression.

Seeing the situation, Chen Shuang stepped back and sat to his brother’s left to avoid unnecessary awkwardness.