Chapter 166: The Greatest Disgrace of the Tianshun Reign

Inside the bustling Yuming Pavilion, an endless stream of tea drinkers came and went, filling the entire teahouse to capacity.

On the stage, a young woman was singing a light ditty, accompanied by a slightly older middle-aged man playing the zither. Her singing was graceful and touching, flowing as smoothly as moving clouds and running water.

The patrons sipped their tea while listening to the tune, all looking leisurely and relaxed.

When Zunyou was addressed as "Master Huang," he was momentarily caught off guard.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Please, Mr. Wang, feel free to speak your mind..."

Ye Xiong suddenly felt a surge of emotion. A friend in need is a friend indeed; staying by one's side and remaining steadfast through thick and thin is the mark of a true friend.

Her palm still tightly clutched the pendant of the Time Wheel necklace hanging around her neck. At this very moment, the young girl Liuli seemed completely oblivious to the heart-wrenching cries of Qianxia, Baihui, and the others.

Yet, just as he used the Dao of Space-Time to dodge, the Nine-Nether Ghost General broke into a ferocious grin.

His strike was immensely powerful and heavy; that was how the pitiful wretch in the first sector had his chest pierced in a split second.

The box had four holes. After inserting their respective keys into the keyholes, the four of them gave a gentle twist, and the box sprang open.

Shaken by this sound, Moji, amidst her agony, began to gather her scattered soul once more. She heard a song—a melody she had never heard before.

"Alright, don't talk for too long, lest you expose us." Ye Xiong knew that if this continued, she would surely chatter endlessly.

Involved in the political marriage between the Azure Feather Sect and the Profound Dao Sect, Daoist Qianfang was naturally more than willing. The Profound Dao Sect could hardly wait to cozy up to such an alliance, let alone when it was delivered right to their doorstep.

Suddenly, a sound came from behind. He raised the glowing sword in his hand and slashed backward, colliding precisely with a red lightsaber.

"I always keep my word." Qi Kexue also smiled, though the smile vanished before it ever reached her eyes.

The struggle for the throne in the Yanyu Kingdom had shifted from the shadows to the open, showing just how fierce and cruel this contention truly was.

"You're the only one who understands everything!" Seeing the smug look on Qin Tianqi's face, Pu Gege could not help but glare at him.

The obedient Ruo'er nodded and immediately squatted down to hide herself well. Having learned her lesson from earlier, even if she couldn't be of much help, she was determined not to cause any trouble for Qi Kexue.

He wanted to hide her away where no one else could see her, so she would belong entirely to him. The more he came to understand her, the deeper his heart sank into devotion.

As for the students and teachers, they were utterly stunned beyond measure, to the point where even some top scholars suffered from transient cardiac arrest.

For a split second, everyone present was frozen in shock by the sudden actions of the elderly woman.

Instead, glancing around, he realized that the management team of Fengxing was a terrifyingly elite group.

Shortly after, a handsome young man dressed in white walked over, wearing an arrogant expression and a heavy sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Blankly raising her head to look at Junjun, Xuansuan showed no anger. She picked up her textbook, stood up, and walked up to the podium.

However, no matter how Long Teng, Bai Ling, and the others searched, they still could not find the bodies of Guo Fan and Lu Hu, as if their corpses had vanished into thin air. As for the bodies from the vanguard camp, only about thirty were found, falling far short of a hundred.

Wan Zhiwei immediately nodded in agreement, instantly towering in Yun Muxi's mind. True to being a male god, he was truly so gentle.

Under the sunlight, golden blade-qi zipped and slashed toward Zhang Ruoqing, who continuously dodged left and right. After taking the first blow, she managed to avoid any further hits. Yet the pursuit of the Heart Sword did not slacken in the slightest, pressing on relentlessly.

Before long, the sounds of splashing water and laughter drifted from the lake, making Jianquan's heart itch with restlessness. Still, he was a man of integrity; he knew that what shouldn't be looked at must not be seen. To divert his attention, he looked further out toward the center of the lake, where the serene and tranquil scenery was truly mesmerizing.

Xing Jue watched the white pigeon fly in from outside, bent down to remove the letter tied to its leg, and handed it to Xing Mu.