Chapter 109: The Blossoming Flower Pavilion Boat

The Southern Mountains Circuit was marked by mountains, rivers, and vast marshes...

Its terrain was ill-suited to large-scale cultivation, while transportation was severely restricted, which naturally meant poverty.

The only relatively prosperous area was around Anqing Prefecture, bordering the Jiangnan Circuit. Nearly the entire region consisted of plains, and it also benefited from the convenience of the canal.

Within Anqing Prefecture stood a small tributary branching off from the canal. The waterway ran from north to south through the prefectural city, and the locals called it the Silk-Washing River.

For ordinary people, the greatest use of the Silk-Washing River was—

The moment she finished speaking, Xiangli Mingzhu realized that she had misspoken. Regretfully covering her mouth, she resolved not to say another word.

For instance, local incomes and ways of making money, the age structure of the men, their physical condition, public security, and all manner of unspoken rules.

The power unleashed by a peak Imperial Realm expert who cared about nothing and had little of his lifespan remaining was beyond imagination.

After familiarizing myself with the location and surroundings, I returned to the president’s office. I spent the entire afternoon distracted and unable to concentrate.

When he opened it, he found photographs and videos of his debauchery with A-Jiu the night before. He slowly pressed the delete key, erasing everything.

Yet Yueyue remained unmoved. She merely raised her jade-like hand, enveloped her palm in Jade Essence Qi, and caught Shark Tooth in one grasp.

Aunt Zheng had no intention of letting Zhou Min speak either. She blew gently on the ink on the marriage certificate, waited for it to dry, and then handed it to the two of them. Normally, this was not her responsibility, but fearing that something might go wrong, she had deliberately exchanged shifts with someone so that she could handle it herself.

But you know where the Primal Ice Crystal is, and you still do not dare to take it. That is the truly terrifying part.

Xia He and Lü Liang, who had been a step too slow, happened to witness the scene. Their faces instantly turned deathly pale.

Many people in River City believed that only some animals had gone mad. They were more astonished by the creatures’ size and ferocity, but otherwise felt nothing in particular.

After leaving the hospital, my thoughts were in complete turmoil. If, as Gu Zongci had said, this entire drug story had been fabricated by Shen Shilin to drive a wedge between Gu Zongci and me, then that possibility could not be ruled out.

“Her aunt seems to have attended the council of war as well, so she must still be in Sunset City. She should be leaving the city sometime this afternoon. That makes things easy.” Wang Dong prayed silently, hoping she would not take a carriage. If things truly went as he imagined, they could only pass each other by.

Wang Dong strode toward the platform with unwavering determination. Every step he took produced a deep, resonant thud—not loud, not soft, yet it seemed to draw everyone’s attention. As the young man’s feet touched the ground, their hearts beat in unison.

And Rong Shaokuang’s face had a beauty identical to that of Rong Shaoxie, yet the latter possessed an entirely different air.

“Who goes there? Halt!” A middle-aged man stepped out from the two foremost rows of armored soldiers and blocked Qing Shui’s path.

After all, those people did not trust her. Who knew whether something might happen to them one day, only for her big mouth to spread the news everywhere?

Yuan Teng remained silent for a long while after hearing this. I had never told him about any of these things. In front of him, I never complained or showed sorrow. Whenever I encountered setbacks, I always relied on my own efforts to overcome them. I never cried, never said I was tired, and simply kept moving forward like a machine.

“Oh... Now that you mention it, I remember.” Wang Dong took the gold, slipped it into his pocket, and said with a smile.

A mature man in his thirties was either dressed in fine silk, built like an ox, or carrying a large belly.

Feng Lin suddenly asked with a smile. At this point, he only wanted to see what Quan Bufan was thinking—whether he simply wanted more for himself, or whether he truly meant to help him.

“Linhai, Lintao, summon the other Yellow Sand members immediately! Ji Cangsheng, come with me!” Tian Yaoqing waved his hand and strode toward the inner hall.

As he watched the Black Bear Demon battle Sun Wukong, his eyes suddenly shifted. He saw the Black Bear Demon’s Black-Tassel Spear collide with Sun Wukong’s Golden Cudgel, after which the two combatants now stood apart.