Volume 1, Chapter 51: Bai Yuwei Committed Suicide

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"Precisely because that thing is far too perilous, we must keep it from the knowledge of others! Burn it to ashes!" Huang Yan said with a solemn expression.

To guard against any threat to the imperial authority from princes of the same clan, vassal lords across the regions were strictly bound by law to mind their own duties.

In the afternoon, we assembled as the battalion commander gave a mobilization speech, praising us for enduring hardship and toil over the past few days.

Looking at the grim situation before us, our hearts ached profoundly; the stranded villagers were all huddled upon the rooftops.

Watching Xu Yiming advance toward him with bloodshot eyes, Zhang Kaifa dragged his paralyzed body backward in frantic, scraping steps, retreating again and again.

Clairvoyant smiled and said, "I am well aware of that, but my primary thought was that you, brother, were waiting for me in the Cloud Shadow Hall, and I feared you would grow impatient. That is why I led them straight here."

Therefore, Li Zhong did not dare to harbor the slightest contempt. He reached back to draw his steel saber, brandishing it as he charged toward Liu Yuchen.

Liu Feng's heart quivered. The "Ultimate Dao Primordial Pill" could condense the Dao into one's own body, serving as a marvelous technique in this world with heaven-defying effects. The stronger the power of the "Dao," the greater the strength gained after condensation.

A single sword stroke fell and the heavens and earth transformed. Even Liu Feng's expression finally grew grave at this moment.

"Why have I not sensed even a shred of the Water Soul Essence's energetic aura until now?" Chu Hen voiced the confusion weighing upon his heart.

"Rumble..." No sooner had True Monarch Thunderbolt steadied his stance than a deafening roar erupted from within the Divine Firmament Jade Mansion. Everyone raised their eyes to look, only to see a thunder dragon emerge, identical to the previous one. This time, the thunder dragon paid no heed to Princess Linglong and the others, but fixed its gaze straight upon the Six-Eared Macaque on the ground.

In the residential courtyard of the Ye clan within Nine Dragons City, Ye Luo stayed for a full month. During this period, he consumed countless spiritual herbs, finally elevating his alchemy skills to a qualitative breakthrough. His success rate in refining low-grade spiritual pills rose to a hundred percent, while his success rate for medium-grade spiritual pills reached eighty percent.

"There is nothing worth rejoicing over..." the Seven-Colored Divine Nun said indifferently, the divine radiance on her skin retracting inward, leaving her with the same peerlessly elegant visage.

"Please enlighten us, Teacher Allen..." Seeing the flattery gradually subside, Peter spoke up and addressed Allen.

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Because Meili needed rest, Shuji decided to go out for a stroll on her own. Just as she walked over here, she heard the sound of something tumbling into the water and followed the noise to this spot, never expecting that the one who had fallen in was actually the Demon Lord.

Therefore, the more boisterous Liu Qingming and his companions were, the better. It might even save them the trouble of fabricating evidence to frame them in the end.

Watching as the spiritual flame was drawn in, swaying obediently upon the lamp's wick and unable to escape ever again.

This slope took two full days to climb before it finally ended. Reaching the crest and looking ahead, Lei Xingfeng noticed that the path of the bridge had shifted, leaning about ten degrees to the left. Thus, one had to keep the rear in mind, for looking ahead would reveal a slightly skewed angle.

The "Life and Death Ridge" spanned a million miles in circumference; its area was not vast, but the perils within were enough to make even peak Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses quail in their hearts.

A flurry of frantic and chaotic sounds instantly echoed from inside the room. Cheng Lingzhi's face darkened instantly—could that old man be watching something unwholesome again?!

Wielding this Azure Lotus Array Diagram, one could not claim the defense was peerless, but it was equivalent to standing innately in an undefeatable position; back then, scarcely anyone could have breached it.

Donghuang Taiyi still wore that same suit of black robes, leaving not even his eyes exposed to the outside. How did he see, how did he eat, and how did he drink? Many people harbored such questions, but strangely enough, Ying Zheng had never once demanded to see Donghuang Taiyi's true face.

Yet at this moment, the burning oil was less than two meters away from the two of them. The skin all over Guan Yu and Cao Cao's bodies already showed symptoms of scorching burns; aside from their hair, even the hair on their legs had been completely singed away, and their skin was beet red. For the two of them to crawl forward now was undoubtedly seeking death.

For a time, flesh and blood flew everywhere; every strike of Guan Yu's blade met flesh, a gruesome and harrowing sight. In an instant, corpses littered the ground on both sides, and just then, a plump general emerged from the rebel ranks.

Cheng Lingzhi blinked, unable to stop herself from puncturing his words, "I performed surgery on you more than ten days ago..." So just how long ago did "a long time ago" refer to? Ten-odd days?

Lan Qing shook his head, his slender, fair fingers tracing a path all the way from her cheek down to her unfastened collar.

"Sir, the local forces in Yangzhou City are as solid as a fortress. It is no easy task for us to easily crush them." Lord Ghost handed a cup of tea to the grey-robed man and slowly spoke.

Gao Lianxiang could not bring herself to say that she did not find Lianyin noisy; rather, she was somewhat vexed by the frailty of her own body and merely vented her anger upon seeing Lianyin now.

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This... felt somewhat like a memory, a past where she could only stand by and watch helplessly as events unfolded.

Imperial physicians were meant to examine and take the pulse of the nobles within the palace. For Gao Jingwen to request an imperial physician to examine Qi Qing'er was not entirely unfeasible, logically speaking.

"So, Elder Luo, what do you plan to do next?" Qin Xiao asked, observing Elder Luo's expression, which bore the look of someone with a well-thought-out plan. He must have already made up his mind.

Looking out into the distance, between heaven and earth not a single blade of grass grew. A desolate wind blew from all directions, as if wandering through the vicissitudes of the mortal world, inexplicably causing goosebumps of terror to rise across Lin Qing's body.

After Bai Yu left, the room fell completely silent. Ling Jingzhi sat at the head of the bed, frowning in contemplation for a long time, until she finally smoothed her brow and made up her mind.

Especially when she saw from afar that within the radiance of the blood moon, the packed crowd of ghosts actually outnumbered the passengers in a green-skin train carriage during the Spring Festival travel rush, she could not help clicking her tongue in wonder.

And then there was the Grand Preceptor Mo Bing. His strength was so formidable that he had long since transcended life and death, able to ascend to immortality. Yet, burdened as he was by the safety of the world, why did he not go to the Demon Realm himself, but instead chose to nurture a batch of human cultivators and send them forth instead?

Among the demons, who did not know that Mozheng was a cultivation genius, and also a founding master of trouble? Whenever he caused trouble, it was always of a monumental scale, yet every time he could face the Demon King's roaring fury with utter nonchalance, only to go face a wall in meditation for three days before charging out to cause trouble anew.

Lanyin tilted her head to look at the man sitting beside her. He appeared to be under thirty years of age, with outstanding features, yet as cold and devoid of expression as ice. What was most impossible to ignore was the way he looked at people—a gaze uniquely belonging to those in positions of supreme authority: stern, solemn, composed, and restrained.

Yet someone still raised a different opinion. Regarding the army expansion plan, Zhang Jingting did not explicitly voice his opposition, but instead published a mountain of data to prove the massive impact that a large-scale military expansion would exert on the development of Star Night City.

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