Chapter 63: The Outsider

Issues with the brain are not so easily overlooked during examinations. Following a battery of chaotic tests, and thanks to the Best Actor's exquisite performance, the doctor ultimately provided only an ambiguous diagnosis. Naturally, hospitalization was an unavoidable requirement.

Watching Ye Hongzhuang, who resembled a burning red lotus, gradually recede and vanish beyond the door, Ye Mu shook his head, as if trying to dispel the ineffable emotions churning within his heart.

Just as Luo Tian was happily accelerating his cultivation, the melody abruptly shifted, turning into an extraordinary grief and indignation. Listening to those mournful and indignant tones, several cultivators could finally bear it no longer. They felt as though a stifling obstruction had settled in their chests, accompanied by an overwhelming urge to tear their hair out in frustration.

The harvest from this trip through the Gate of Time was immense. Not only did he discover the whereabouts of the Tower of Time, but he also elevated his Dao of Time to an exceptionally high level.

Zhao Jianlian was touching a virtual reality game for the very first time, having previously dedicated himself entirely to rigorous training. As an absolute novice among novices, he had entered the game three months ago, specifically in July of the year 834.

Ye Fan merely glanced over it, paying no heed to the contents that followed. His tone remained remarkably calm; his composure in such matters was certainly not acquired for nothing.

Almost instantly, he reacted with the realization that Ming Ji must be behind this. Otherwise, how could the Candle Dragon Blade, which shared a blood-and-flesh bond with him, possibly have vanished?

Mo Yixin's expression turned intensely gloomy. He had suffered a massive loss of face today; as the dignified young master of the Mo Sect, whose cultivation realm was a tier higher than his opponent's, he had still managed to lose.

Later on, he told Luo Tian that achieving telepathic resonance required a comprehensive understanding of what space and time truly were—time and space together constituting spacetime. Only by first comprehending the nature of spacetime could one learn how to utilize the soul to pierce through space and establish resonance.

After exchanging handshakes to seal their alliance, Hugu and Miao Renfeng found their conversation growing increasingly animated. In truth, Hugu knew very little about beast physiques. He considered himself immensely fortunate to have stumbled into this place, where he not only received bloodline purification from a desolate-tier martial beast, but was also favored by the Heavenly Dao of Beasts, which bestowed upon him the complete method for cultivating a demonic physique.

Having weathered so many incidents, I had finally come to recognize Lin Yunqiao's formidable capabilities and understood why Lu Mingxuan had originally sought her out at the shogunate.

When this word popped into Banxia's mind, she suddenly let out a chuckle. Feeling the scorching gazes of Ling Xiao and the back of her head, she quickly faked a cough and rapidly reined in her solitary amusement.

The incessant buzzing and chatting within the classroom only added to Banxia's irritation. She pressed both palms against her temples and vigorously massaged them.

Fenghua remained silent, watching her with a beaming smile, as though waiting for her to confess something of her own accord. Seventeen also held back, refusing to speak. After a long silence, an abrupt and profound awkwardness settled over them. Her face flushing crimson, Seventeen finally yielded and broke the silence first.

"Many thanks, Officer. However, I must return to tend to my melons. I shall come to your quarters another day to collect the reward," the melon farmer said, bowing and scraping.

Unleashing her ultimate technique, countless blossoms burst forth, dancing wildly on the wind. Guo Lingling felt as though she had been plunged into an ocean of flowers. The blooms continuously emitted a brilliant radiance, their spiritual energy pouring seamlessly into Guo Lingling's sword as she unleashed her supreme attack.

The Zhao family could not be dealt with openly, but losing Zhao Congye was akin to severing an arm and severely draining their vitality. At the same time, Qi Qingjue firmly choked off the spread of the rumors.

Upon hearing this, the Divine Son was deeply startled. The existence of the Holy Emperor was regarded as a supreme secret within the Holy Court. Evidently, the elderly monk was already aware that the Emperor was still alive. Did this not imply that turmoil had befallen the Holy Court? Thinking of this, the Divine Son could no longer concern himself with anything else; issuing a hasty call, he prepared to lead his men away in a rush.

"I am going right now to make my imperial father have her arrested." Lu Qilin possessed the most impulsive temperament. Just as he was about to depart, I yanked him back.

Until that day not long after, when I received the news that the beautiful Ji had been murdered by someone, I found myself entirely unable to feel any joy.

When the Emperor spoke, he hesitated slightly over the pronoun "you." He now found himself unable to bring himself to use the affectionate address "Xuan'er."

The fellows in the audience truly could not remain quiet for even a single moment. Had they not been making a ruckus and instigating trouble, Bai Chi naturally would not have felt so awkward and self-conscious.

If she wanted to live in peace, she should simply vanish from this city. From then on, whether it was Dong Baixue's affairs or Kang Fanni's matters, none of it had anything to do with him anymore.

"Let's talk about it when we get back! It will be too late if these people go back on their word!" With that, she prepared to use her superpower to tear open a spatial passageway.

Xia Lixin clamped her mouth shut and deactivated her superpower. After a long moment, the two detectives finally recovered from their nauseating dizziness.

Splintering apart represents rebirth and labor pains, but it is not the natural state of things. The unification of Huaxia is the mandate of Heaven and the destined fate of the Chinese nation.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Frowning inwardly, Bai Youlan turned her head to look, and indeed, it was Prince Fu, Luo Yuze.

"I remember you saying in the different dimension that the two of us ought to cooperate—does that statement still hold true?" Lupin asked.

"Go on ahead. I also have something to discuss with you." Kang Fanni patted Lin Xiaonao on the shoulder and walked directly outside.

Xiyu, lurking in the shadows, was utterly perplexed. She had always known that Bai Youlan previously suspected this Prince Fu, Luo Yuze, of having entanglements with the Wind and Rain Tower. Would acting like this now not simply alert the enemy?

At this moment, Yan Dan was suspended high above the city walls of Yulin Pass, staring coldly at the rear army's encampment. A look of shock was plastered across his face, his complexion ashen, and his eyes flashing with a freezing radiance.

The grass alongside the road was not very tall; otherwise, Ye Qing and the other two would not have had to resort to crawling or pressing themselves flat against the ground on one knee to take cover. Thus, the moment Ye Qing leaped out and landed back in the grass, he smoothly rolled over toward the opposite side.

Hearing Yu Chuhong's words, the crowd exchanged glances. None of them were fools; from Yu Chuhong's attitude, they naturally understood that the newcomer's status was exceptionally high and inevitably connected to the person residing within the palace. Otherwise, Yu Chuhong would never have assumed such a demeanor.

In the distance, an imposing throng of troops and horses rolled onward in a mighty torrent. The soldiers in the final few rows all had banners planted behind their backs; judging by the patterns on the flags, he was utterly incapable of discerning which faction they belonged to.

Yang Hong swiftly raised the blood-red long spear in his hand. With a resounding clash, Yang Hong felt a force as ferocious as a charging armored vehicle slam into him, sending him hurtling backward through the air.