Chapter 26

It was already December. At sea, the cold ocean wind blew, lifting the hood off Mu Xiaoxia’s head. Her hair scattered wildly, fluttering in all directions.

“If you have something to report, do so; otherwise, the court is dismissed!” Gao Yu might not realize that this line was traditionally spoken by eunuchs—the emperor is meant to remain aloof and dignified.

The river was wide, at least over twenty meters across. Even someone trained in the ancient martial art of “lightness skill” couldn’t leap across it.

However, it was evident that due to his military background, the father had a firm and unyielding personality, while the mother was gentle and virtuous, making her easier to approach by comparison.

Still, as a lord, I like this. It shows that you still aspire to achieve something significant.

Ignoring Dongfang Yewang’s questioning, Wu Dao signaled the others not to follow. Xiao Cheng, Ye Yunfei, and Zheng Quan cleared out the other staff, locking all entrances and exits to the bar.

The second awakening of his ancient bloodline was truly terrifying. This power, like a giant dragon, stirred awake within his body.

In the gray drizzle, his figure heading up the mountain appeared distant and cold, as if coated with a layer of frost.

Besides, this hardly looked like a robbery. Officers, you’re busy people—why waste so much time on such a trivial matter?

At the auction house, most people sat in the VIP section, easily concealing their identities, while those unconcerned with anonymity waited in the main area.

Wei Ruo couldn’t help but marvel inwardly at the Creator’s craftsmanship—how could a man be born so strikingly handsome?

As Mo Congyun laughed heartily, he thrust something directly into his tightly shut, bleeding eyes.

Master Nayun, infuriated, smacked Yan Xi once more, startling her disciple, who had been deep in thought about how to navigate her “seventeen-year-old season of youthful rain.” The blow left her trembling, nearly triggering an overreaction.

The post didn’t expose any significant dirt about the two heirs. It merely included a few simple photos, but it still managed to cause an uproar online.

Shuizhe had always revered Yinyangzi. Though he thought entering a pack of over a hundred wolves alone would mean certain death, even for Yinyangzi, he still hoped Yinyangzi could escape safely.

After Wei Ruo finished speaking, he and Steward Yu entered the Cai Li Farmstead, where they immediately began distributing wheat to the tenant farmers who had come to collect it.

In the end, with no other choice, they sought out the deaf old lady in the backyard to mediate. Only then did He Yuliang relent and let Liu Haizhong go.

Duan Nanzhou had recently improved in his skills, but he was still just a senior swordsman. Refining the Ten Directions Pure Land Banner, an artifact of human-immortal grade, was an immense challenge for him. Seeing her struggle, Yan Xi quickly stepped in to assist.

Guo Guihua ascended the throne and named Ye Xingxing as empress, but hidden schemes and sabotage followed. Within just eighteen days, Ye Xingxing was on the brink of death. Guided by the evil demon He Yutong, she finally uncovered the truth.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt a pair of scorching eyes piercing his back like sharp blades. His heart tightened, and he quickly fell silent.

Chen Zheng didn’t understand the big man’s language or respond to him. Instead, he gripped the pendant tightly. The wide blade of his lightsaber instantly narrowed, becoming sharper and more focused.

“The way home? I fear even if I drank Meng Po’s soup, I’d still remember it, let alone just being blind. If the princess finds me burdensome and feels I’m a hindrance…” Taowu retreated while advancing, mocking himself bitterly.

This was the famous flying sword of “Azure Dragon in the Sleeve,” Pei Jiahe—the Azure Dragon Stirring the Seas Sword! And who was Pei Jiahe? He was a future leader of the Rulong Society, holding a status even higher than “Thunderous Sound Divine Dragon” Su Jianting. In the later stages, he would become the undisputed leading figure of Rulong Society.

“Starting to panic now?” Langya sneered coldly, while murmuring to himself, “If only you had chosen to take Yi Yao away, all this turmoil would have nothing to do with you…” Langya gestured for Zhuyin to toss Gaoxin into the yellow sands before vanishing into the night sky.

His rough, calloused hand glided along her elegant neckline, suddenly pressing slightly harder in what seemed like anger, yet still cautious not to hurt her.

“Good stuff.” Chen Zheng gave a mysterious smile. Without waiting for an invitation, he grabbed the bag and strode into the house.

Hmph! I’ll let you stew for a bit first! she thought. Letting others bully the previous owner of this body—my past life, or rather, my past-past life. No matter what, anything related to me will be set right. Yi calculated silently.

Yi’s mouth twitched. She hadn’t expected this to be a natural hot spring. The mountains were picturesque, the waters crystal clear, and the lush greenery seemed like a painting—otherworldly, surreal, as if in a dream.

“Twitching bro, I’m really curious—what exactly do you like about that elf?” Bursting Skull tilted his head suddenly, looking at Eternal Twitch’s face with a mischievous grin.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the heavens darkened, and heavy layers of clouds pressed down toward the summit of Emperor Mountain.

“Wait a second!” Yang Ying immediately grabbed Sun Tiantian’s hand. Sun Tiantian frowned, jerking her hand away forcefully. She glared at her, making no effort to hide the disgust in her eyes.

By the time Bai Dede arrived at the foot of the mountain, she didn’t find Rong She. Instead, she found a letter from Lian Zini, saying Rong She had instructed her to take all the disciples to Shenlong Valley and that Bai Dede should head there as soon as she saw the letter.

Only Ding Yiheng had no fondness for hot pot. After returning home reeking of the meal, he was thoroughly annoyed. But he couldn’t refuse Ji Linchuan, so he had to go. Halfway through the meal, he wanted to go to the balcony for a cigarette.

Huang Can was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of an ashtray under the coffee table, filled with cigarette butts—clearly from men’s cigarettes. Hu Zi-mei didn’t smoke. Where had these come from? Could there be another man here besides him?

She had once cried in secret for three days and nights. Later, she swore never to cry again. Even after losing all emotional attachment, she found herself crying once more. Thankfully, it wasn’t for Rong She, though it was entirely his fault.

“Master, are you alright?” Du Beisheng looked Bai Dede up and down, noticing her complexion was still pale. Ever since Bai Dede had vomited blood and been brought back to De Yi Sect by Zhou Jinlong the previous day, Du Beisheng had been waiting outside her courtyard. He couldn’t rest until he saw that she was truly well.

Feigning calm, she sat down on the sofa and pulled out her phone, scrolling through the photos she’d taken at the amusement park earlier that day.