Chapter 35

At first, Zhou Hai’s behavior was merely suspicious. However, as soon as Li Jiayan took the cup of tea he had poured for her and caught a whiff of something off in the aroma, she understood immediately.

Ever since receiving the decree for Lin Yunzi to enter the palace, Lin Yunzhu had been agonizing over whether she should tell Lin Yunzi about the Crown Prince’s lack of heirs.

The man signaled for his subordinate to return to their carriage, casting a final glance at Shen Zhou before departing.

Aside from Song Yanyu, only the third and fourth sons of the Song family remained in the capital. The second son was always away, and his mother—the Song family’s concubine, Lady Liu—had long been plagued by illness and resided permanently at a villa in the outskirts.

Over the past two days, she had become aware of everything happening outside, and a faint sense of worry seemed to linger in her heart.

Song Yanyu dismounted immediately, watching her with a nervous expression, terrified that she might speak further words of rejection.

After a long while, the front of the procession slowly moved forward. When the core members stepped inside, they were all stunned into silence, and the personnel behind them realized exactly why the advance had halted.

The direct descendants of the Prince of Liang are best kept separate. Now that the nation has been established for over twenty years, the situation is stable. As long as the Prince of Liang's faction does not collude to stir up trouble, they cannot cause any major waves.

His cultivation state was unstable, yet he forced himself to slay those six Heavenly Generals, nearly causing the nascent bridge to collapse.

Eager to repay Gu Han, he followed that familiar sensation, searching his memory desperately to identify this friend of Gu Han’s.

Zu Lang stared at Zhang Fan’s face from start to finish, finding no trace of deception; everything seemed to be a sincere expression of his true thoughts.

They began to work. With the phone fixed in place, Gao Xun’s instructions never ceased, ranging from dropping the white clams into the water to sautéing the garlic.

"I have business to attend to in the Philippines. If anything happens, contact Xu Enhui." He then provided Xu Enhui’s contact information.

Watching Ahri in this form, Zhao Xin was suddenly struck by some very improper thoughts. As he became lost in his own imagination, a trickle of nosebleed quietly began to flow.

As for the attacks from the Han-Jin Sect, the sect itself would handle them; there was essentially no need for him to worry. Of course, even if he did worry, it would be of no use—it was best for him to simply focus on his own duties.

With a flash, Lin Jie transformed into a toad, dropping to the ground and croaking. It was the signature spell of a Hex-master: Polymorph.

Before long, several figures in military attire caught up, brushing past Dongfang Jin and heading in the direction the man in black had fled.

A clanging sound could be heard from within, clearly the noise of metal objects hitting the floor.

A few minutes later, the room fell silent again. A dark shadow emerged once more, this time heading toward the bathroom. It was true that Tiffany had caught a glimpse of light earlier; Gao Xun had killed the lights the moment he heard the door open, but he had been a fraction of a second too slow.

According to reliable intelligence, the total troop strength of these two cities should be over twenty thousand. However, with half of them being green recruits with mediocre training, poor equipment, and no combat experience, their already lackluster fighting strength had become even more abysmal.

His words made the atmosphere at the dinner table subtle. Tian Qing remained silent, Zuo Luzhi’s eyes flickered, and Ye Xilei’s expression grew even more complex.

Su Yu sensed Guan Long’s mood but paid it no mind. At his level, there were many people and events that no longer required his concern.

This kind of combat, where they could only defend passively and were unable to catch their opponent, caused a wave of panic among the members of the Sword Soul Mercenary Group. When they realized their opponent could actually merge with the heavens and earth to mask his presence, this panic reached its peak.

After rummaging through the items dropped by these individuals and finding nothing of value, Wang Chen—adhering to the principle of not wasting anything—collected them all into his Creation Watch and headed toward the direction of the Heavenly Rock Cave. Before long, he arrived at a valley completely shrouded in thick fog.

Wang Chen had once mentioned that Orochimaru’s use of the Reanimation Jutsu had led to the creation of an "Egyptian Queen." Therefore, when Zhang Jingying saw the name "Orochimaru-hime" displayed on her Creation Watch, she was not overly startled and joined forces with him to repel the rather formidable inheritors.

"Forty thousand gold coins is fine, but you think it’s not too excessive to hand over the entire region north of the Long River to the Moon God?" Tian Xie said bitterly; Xiang Qi was nothing short of extortion.

"Watch your hearts, don't let them retreat to the village!" Poison Bird commanded. Since the Moon God’s people had come out, they shouldn't even think about returning. If they let them escape back, they might as well quit the business.

Tang Xiu, who had previously worn a cynical smile, saw Fang Jie unleash this move and his expression changed immediately; for a moment, he even forgot to continue his attack.

Tai Shang and Tai Bai exchanged glances and decided to investigate. Just as they were about to leave, they saw the Queen Mother of the West and Baili Rong flying past the clouds. They frowned—had something truly gone wrong?

After all, even if you really received a reprimand from your superior, it would at most involve a few submissive nods; could you really afford to take it personally?

There was a supply and marketing cooperative in the town where the commune was located, where one could buy some simple daily necessities.

Madam Chu told Chu Ci that she had reached a marriageable age and could not simply bury herself in work; she needed to consider the issue of marriage.

In Midgard City, Du Wei could roughly imagine the consequences of offending the Miga Group.

"Alright, thank you, Manager Peng," Zhou Ran said with a smile. Manager Peng was more generous than she had anticipated.

Yan Yan had only met her once, and she hated her very, very, very much! It wasn't because she was a bad person, but simply because her own wish was for her mother and father to remarry.

However, when this talent is acquired, one can ignore rank requirements to directly draw one, and even extremely dangerous incantations can be used directly.

He then pulled a medicinal pill from his pocket and handed it to Gong Qing, his eyes revealing an inscrutable glint.

Because he did not know that other worlds in the fifth layer had not been attacked, in his eyes, Blue Star was surely at a life-or-death crisis, and he could not sit idly by.