Volume One, Chapter 55: Confrontation Before the Hall—Qin Bao’s Brutality

Peerless Heir The Eastern Lands 2191 words 2026-04-13 11:37:48

After leaving the Lingxiao Palace, the Queen Mother of the Jade Pool, seeing no one around, formed a seal with her hands, her body surrounded by a faint aura of spiritual light, and made her way to the edge of the Heavenly Court.

“No, you’re mistaken. The number told to the outside world was fifteen thousand, but in truth, only half that many!” After saying this, the command officer’s eyes widened in awe. “It’s as if you are aided by the gods—your advance is unstoppable, marvelous, truly marvelous!” He grabbed his gourd and drank deeply, then handed it to Murong Yanling, who stood beside him.

Many hearts ached, for among the soldiers paraded through the streets, some had family watching among the crowd. To witness one’s kin humiliated in such a manner was a bitter ordeal. Some, in a moment of passion, might even clash with the escorting flagless soldiers.

Upon his head grew two long horns, one black and one red; his jaws sharpened, and the single pair of wings upon his back transformed into two pairs, while several barbs sprouted from each of his six legs.

At that moment, Kong Xuan, wielding his innate long spear, traced a strange mark through the air, as if the world itself were being split apart, primordial chaos shattered. A grayish force flashed and surged toward the Mosquito Daoist.

The calamity which befell the human race claimed countless lives. The accumulated foundation of tens of thousands of years was exhausted, many great human cultivators perished, causing the bloodline to deteriorate—each generation weaker than the last, their lifespans dwindling to around a hundred years, never again reaching the longevity of a thousand years as in ancient times.

He hadn’t expected the boss to be so direct. Those of high status usually spoke in endless riddles, playing at formality with layer upon layer of pleasantries—like Professor Xu, for example.

“Rest assured, I haven’t forced anything.” Li Ling thought to herself that her elder brother worried about too many things: when her younger brother lacked power, he fretted about that; when he gained strength, he worried whether it had come too quickly.

Moreover, the Tian Tong Civil Security Company had already resolved three major incidents: the “Eriko Shadow Terror Attack,” the “Holy Emperor Sniper Affair,” and the “Third Kanto Battle.”

“So that’s how it is. Manager Liu, could you share more details? Perhaps I could consider it—seems I now have the means to purchase.” Turtle Treasure pondered for a moment before replying.

“And then?” Jin Banyue felt nothing had changed except for a dull ache in his head.

Liu Ning glanced at the pastries before him; those made by the demons resembled cakes. The plate before Liu Ning was much like osmanthus cake—pale yellow, translucent, fragrant and subtle between the lips and teeth. Though not of the highest grade, the flavor was quite pleasing.

The villagers cheered wildly. The internet had been spreading for so many years, and now, at last, they had the chance to become netizens.

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Southeast’s lips twitched—so this was where they’d been waiting for him. Upon reflection, he realized he’d never truly experienced the martial world here; he possessed skills but had never set foot in its real domain.

“But why do I feel I haven’t forgotten anything?” Jin Banyue suspected Southeast was getting revenge for having his secrets exposed, his pride wounded, and now sought a chance to vent his anger.

Xu Dong felt little emotion. He stepped through the water, drew a rubber dinghy from his ring’s spatial pocket, and began inflating it with a pump.

Bobo’s face was ashen; being so thoroughly suppressed by the Ice Bird was a disgrace, but the opponent’s flawless Q ability left him terrified, a shadow of death hanging overhead—he dared not make a move.

Stansol shivered; he had no desire to offend two scholars, especially while they were engaged in calculations.

The guards at the mansion gate opened the doors. Drinking Half the City lifted her skirts, stepped over the tall threshold ahead of the others. Jiang Huai, seeing her ease and familiarity, had an increasingly complex light flickering in her eyes.

Chen Yi and Qu Chenxi, among others, were all on high alert. To face the dragon tribe was both an opportunity and a resource—a rare chance, not to be wasted.

It was also a lesson to all, explaining why the Dragon Gate Academy existed, who it housed, and what lay within its blessed lands.

Some sentimental great demons even found a mist of tears silently rising in their eyes, feeling that the teacher’s grace in their education could never be fully repaid, even if they spent their entire lives trying.

Inaccurate registration of population, even a typo, incurred fines—layer after layer, ultimately burdening the common people.

During dinner, the teacher served her food, but she dumped an entire plate of vegetables into the teacher’s bowl and burst out laughing.

But in the eyes of the proctor, Su He’s words were mere sophistry. She wouldn’t even reveal the name of the other cheater, which only infuriated the proctor further.

Uchiha Tomie knew Sasuke had made great progress, but after three years of training, he still wouldn’t be a match for Jiraiya. Truly, Sunny Day’s aid was impressive; to challenge the teacher of the Fourth Hokage took courage.

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Unable to hold back any longer, tears streamed from her eyes like a torrential downpour.

Chen Lun instructed Maggie, Connie, and Alex to remain in the carriage, arranging eight black crystal automatons to guard them. Then, with the rest of his companions, he followed Korlich and the others inside the enclosure.

It is often said that after a breakup, sisters encourage separation, while brothers urge reconciliation. Su He believed that being together was not easy; if affection persisted and there was a chance, why not make amends?

During his evasions, he used flames to counterattack—sometimes channeling them through his silver cane to strike the loggers’ bodies and arms, sometimes unleashing waves of fire to repel their assault and catch his breath.

“Hmph, who knows! You definitely bullied Han Xue.” Li Mengyao made it clear she did not trust Ye Ming’s words—she’d sooner believe in ghosts than believe a man’s empty promises.

From the very start, she should never have accepted Yafu’s proposal… but to smile and offer her blessings, how could she possibly do that?

“To have occupied so much of your time, that beast must truly be formidable,” remarked the leading Thunder Being with a smile.

Le Tian could clearly sense his body growing stronger with each step, becoming ever more solid.

“You’d better think carefully before you speak, or else…I’ll make you a corpse!” Ning Ruoxue’s eyes were chilling, like an iceberg about to crack, or a volcano on the verge of eruption.

“Young lady, you’ve followed me all this way. It’s time you came out. If I have offended you in any way, please let me know.” Power stirred within him as Ye Feng addressed the figure behind him in a deep voice.

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