Chapter 44

Tang Jun looked back at her once more. At this moment, Ouyang Ke wore a captivating yet deeply scheming expression, carrying a sinister yet strangely warm smile.

Luffy lay on the sofa for a long time, until dinner time when Linghu Wanmeng woke him up. After eating a simple meal, he went back to the bedroom to sleep again.

"What if what she desires is the centuries-old empire of Qianxi?" Feng Qianxun suddenly felt that His Imperial Brother was even more steadfast in love than he had imagined. People always said that emperors were the most ruthless, so why had things turned out entirely differently in his brother's case?

Rose no longer harbored resentment toward Yang Ruofeng, because after fighting him and realizing she was no match for him, Yang Ruofeng had offered a very sincere apology and even presented her with a gift.

Although she left with reluctance and discontent, faced with Feng Yihan's stern and serious expression, Feng Yeyu's only choice was to obey him.

The garrison commander stared in utter astonishment as everything unfolded, taking a long while to react. Just as he wanted to order the guards to surround Chu Tianzhao, he felt a chilling sensation on his neck—a blood-stained saber was already pressed against his throat.

"Consort Fang is truly thoughtful. I will not fail Your Grace's intentions!" Feng Qianzhan smiled as he took the flint from Consort Fang's hand and walked toward the fuse. Once ignited, many things would become clear, and all those lingering speculations would finally find their answers.

Carrying cash was, of course, legal, but even a fool knew that bringing nearly a hundred thousand in unorganized, loose cash to drink at a nightclub definitely meant trouble. With such an identity, anyone with discerning eyes could easily tell what was happening.

Unfortunately, before they could even get close to the young gentleman, the bodyguard sent all of them crashing to the ground with a flurry of swift blows.

He suddenly felt as if he had returned to the past, back to the time when he was tortured by the demonic spring to the point of excruciating agony, holding not a shred of hope for life, fighting desperately against countless enemies without regard for any consequences.

However, a horde of monsters was charging forward from ahead, making it impossible for anyone to distinguish the real ones from the illusions.

The time he had spent in contact with Luo Wanmei was not insignificant, yet he had never seen her look so panicked. One must know that even when she learned that Old Huang was working at Pseudo-Gold Peak, Luo Wanmei had not panicked like this. Clearly, something extraordinary had happened this time.

"When did your soul become twisted into such a shape?" At this moment, I could no longer suppress the raging fire within my heart.

However, now that such a hidden trump card had been exposed to him, it seemed he would have to make more extensive plans to suppress Li Ming's influence.

In truth, it was not that Di Meng and his companions lacked high cultivation levels, but rather the constraints of the terrain. The Flaming Sand Empire was situated deep in the desert, where daytime fire-type elements were incomparably dense. This naturally repelled Di Meng and the others, whose cultivation primarily relied on ice elements, causing their combat strength to be greatly diminished.

"Yet you have already accepted my money." Sister Tu smiled, her pretty face blooming like a flower. The two tiny diamonds on her finger flashed with dazzling brilliance, making them exceptionally eye-catching.

Even so, Old Huang did not retreat in the slightest. Learning now that the Cloud Water Tower would no longer make a move against Moke, he finally felt entirely relieved. Facing the Cloud Water Tower, not even he had the slightest assurance of keeping Moke safe from death.

"Her form is like a light cloud obscuring the moon, her fluttering grace like swirling snow in a returning wind." Between these two lines, which one comes first and which one follows?

What initially seemed like a simple matter had now grown even more bizarre due to Xiao Qi's assassination. At this very moment, Shi Tian, who had loudly claimed he wanted to follow Xiao Qi and occasionally revealed an intention to steal medical secrets from him, had completely vanished without a trace.

Ling Yunzhi was renowned throughout the architectural circles of the Huaxia Kingdom, once hailed as "the second Liang Sicheng." The buildings he designed emphasized adapting to local conditions, bearing almost no trace of artificial chisel work. Rather than mere design, his creations felt like works of divine craftsmanship, brimming with ingenious originality.

Everyone ate this dinner in rather oppressive silence. While enjoying the delicious food, Meng Linghui kept her icy gaze locked firmly on Zhang Chen, calculating in her heart how she could vent her pent-up anger.

Wu Yuanqing's voice was kept very low, audible only to Fourteenth Young Master and Ao Han, who stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Meanwhile, upon hearing the reports from several elders, the two sect leaders calculated for a few breaths before abruptly cutting off the voice transmission.

Min Haoru never expected that Uncle Dong, who had always doted on him, would speak to him in such a tone, and a wave of grievance instantly washed over him.

Gu Yueling crossed her arms, staring fiercely at him with an expression that warned if he didn't behave and dared to push his luck, she would immediately throw a tantrum.

Was it to save Fourteenth Young Master? Or was it truly as he claimed, that he wanted to eliminate potential threats once and for all?

At this very moment, she finally sensed that the seemingly young young master before her possessed a mysterious, almost magical presence.

However, Ao Han distinctly felt several fierce gazes fall upon him the moment he spoke those words.

"You used too much force." Gu Aozen said as he walked over to the desk, picked up a cup of water, and splashed it to revive the man. The man jolted awake from unconsciousness, looking around in fearful panic.

Naturally, this was also because, after the decline of the Crimson Glow Sect, numerous sects successively migrated to Crimson Glow Island.

Especially since it was still summer, the two of them were wearing thin layers of clothing, and now that they were tightly embraced, this tactile experience of 'magnificence' became all the more vivid.

"Mu Tianxin, where are you going!" Xue Wuxia couldn't help shouting in bewilderment, and then she too flew down after her.

The white-headed pig suddenly trotted in circles three times opposite the Heavenly King of Growth of the East, its demeanor as relaxed as could be, standing in stark contrast to the Heavenly King, who acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

"No need for such courtesy. This breathing technique is merely the foundation; you can also utilize various postures and specific times of day to enhance its effects. Watch closely," Wang Hao said, crossing his hands and placing them over his navel.

"Master, I know I was wrong! Please punish us, Master! We will never dare do it again!" The two pigs hurriedly dropped to their knees, speaking with trembling voices.

Moreover, this rainbow was like a vaulted bridge, encircling them and resting so close by.

At their level of cultivation, there was actually no need to hide many of their emotions; of course, this came with one prerequisite—that they remained within the same realm of cultivation.