Chapter 39

On ordinary days, the Lady Dowager was attended by two matrons, both originally her maidservants who came with her as part of her dowry. One was Madam Wang, the other Madam Liu. All errands and external matters were handled by Madam Wang, so it was no surprise that she was the one sent to the south to fetch people this time.

Upon hearing Lucifer’s reply, Preya’s spirit collapsed utterly. With a sudden gush, he spat out mouthfuls of blood, painting a vivid crimson upon the pitch-black night.

Poten’s cultivation was of the Thunder Path, inherited through his bloodline. It was no wonder he was so fervently drawn to the Source Thunder Pearl; if he swallowed it, his progress would not merely be swift but surpass any conventional pill for increasing one’s power.

Time passed. With Gu Hao’s talent, he naturally memorized all levels, from one to seven, of the Universal Inner Force and Universal Divine Fist. As the twin suns set, accompanied by a clear chime of the bell, the ceremony to take on disciples, as Liancheng Qi had mentioned that morning, was finally held.

After Li Jing finished speaking, she flung her hands and shifted her posture, sitting again before the statue. On her face, two teardrops appeared. She did not wipe them away, letting them roll gently down her cheeks until the wind dried them. Bingyao did not witness this moment.

Although Elder Kaiyang had been defeated by Chen Fei, he was a true man and, recognizing that Chen Fei possessed treasures which made the victory less honorable, did not begrudge him. His tone became much friendlier. If it had been a defeat by pure strength, his dignity would have suffered.

She cared nothing for her own reputation, but sending maids away on her very first day in the residence would surely raise questions—was she too harsh and intolerant of servants? She did not know Bingxiu’s intent, but for someone who set her such a difficult task on their first day, especially a servant, Yuan Niang was displeased.

The other shore flower, its petals and leaves never meeting—when leaves appear there are no flowers, and vice versa. Legend says it blooms on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness, and in the mortal world, it is seen as an unclean blossom. Yet Zhuo Xiyu had picked a large bouquet from a temple, making Yuan Niang’s expression shift.

A clear sound rang out from the palace, followed by a series of mechanical clicks. By the gate, the rocks connected to the walls began to tremble slightly and moved slowly to either side.

The stabbing pain caused their hands to falter for a moment—and in that instant, even more sharp spikes surged forth.

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Formal beauty is indeed vital, but artistic beauty is equally important. Even today, the debate over which is more significant remains unresolved among many scholars.

On this matter, no one wished to argue with her; everyone was curious to hear what Lana would say.

In the next instant, Demon Luo’s aura surged as he thrust both palms forward. A host of demonic creatures clustered around the demon lotus, emanating a chilling presence as they rushed toward the Emperor Ziwei.

Returning to her family after years away, carrying a basket of wilted vegetable leaves, she must surely be seeking to borrow money or grain.

The Ancient Buddha of the Lamp’s gaze grew somber. Light shone from his hands, enveloping the red-buttocked monkey.

He respected Jiang Chen by an inch, and Jiang Chen returned a yard; this was Jiang Chen’s guiding principle in dealing with others.

The main forces of the Jingzhou army crossed the Qinhuai River, proceeding along Vermilion Bird Road toward Xuanyang Gate. Along the way, they divided their troops to protect the Imperial Temple, the Imperial Shrine, and the residences of officials on either side of Imperial Street, then joined up with Zhang Huai and Xue Xuanmo, surrounding Taicheng.

Now was not the time for reflection. As I dialed Dazhuang and the others on my phone, I hurried downstairs.

Lu Feifei only fell unconscious from poisoning after escaping to the Endless Sea; everything prior she remembered clearly.

A dragon’s roar shook the heavens, and a divine dragon, so vast its length was indiscernible, appeared above all the cloud beasts.

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Jiang Ziyan intended to buy time and devise another strategy. Xi An, the only deputy who did not fall unconscious after drinking tea, was the obvious covert ally of Xu You.

Xu You advised, “Li Xianji’s fame is unrivaled in Yangzhou. Junling’s affection is understandable. Yet the night Wu County was attacked, Li Xianji vanished. She likely fell into the hands of the notorious Six Days Bandits…” His meaning was clear: even if Li Xianji survived, she would be someone else’s plaything, and any hopes should be severed.

Aunt Qin’s heart was aflame with countless grievances; she wanted to confront Song Anran directly and ask what Song Anran and Yan Mi were plotting—why harm the Qin family? Did the loss of the marquisate benefit the Yan family?

Xu You, having impersonated Lin Tong as a sacrificial wine master, knew only that Wei Chang’an commanded the Deer Hall, with many experts under him, but was unaware of the existence of the Crane Hall.

Now, seeing Wu Yue and Li Shi transformed, she stood dazed, unsure how to react; she did not recognize their true faces beneath the disguise.

The state King’s behavior made Qi Ying frown. Without hesitation, he struck Zhang Zheng’s injured leg again with his gun.

Leaving aside the purpose of the Star Beasts this time, their own rules forbade delay, lest accidents happen.

Perhaps centuries from now, people will debate whether Huang Hun, the immortal minister under the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di of Ming, was, like Wang Mang of the new dynasty, a time traveler.

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