Chapter 57: I'll Just Gift You an Entire Neighborhood!

The First Elder fished a token out from his embrace. It was the Demon Realm Emperor Token, which commanded the same absolute authority as seeing the Emperor himself.

Suddenly, it all became clear to him. He finally understood what the Prince of Qinchuan meant by the request he had made earlier. He had previously assumed that, owing to his connection with Xiu Yuntian, the Prince of Qinchuan merely wished to help Murong Yinzhu.

"I will dig it up then! Who told you to jump!" Wei Rourou raised her head to look at the ceiling beams, her eyes brimming with suppressed amusement.

"No, I will never love him." Ye Qingcheng felt an incomparable ache deep within her heart. Letting out an almost imperceptible sigh, she spoke.

Even without her saying it, Muge had already guessed what she intended to do. If the day truly came when she had to leave, she would choose to depart without the slightest hesitation, all to avoid dragging Helian Heya down with her.

Wei Rourou's words plunged the room into a deep silence. Yet she still felt that her beloved evildoer had been wronged. Why should anyone be allowed to speak ill of him?

After the three ceremonial bows, they became husband and wife. In name, they were now wedded partners of mutual affection. Perhaps because he held no deep emotions for Murong Feiming, Helian Heya felt not a single trace of joy or happiness during a moment that should have been filled with bliss. She remained entirely indifferent, numb, and cold.

Her hands clenched tightly into fists. She waited until the moisture lingering at the corners of her eyes evaporated into nothingness like morning mist before slowly relaxing her grip.

"Dad!" When Li Nian uttered those words, Li Weixiao suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs. It was as though the most painful memories of her past had been violently prodded, leaving her voice trembling and shrill.

Never had she expected this fellow to be so tight-lipped. He had merely told her that this was something she did not need to know, and that he would contact her again when something truly important arose.

It seemed their only option now was to drive all members of the Heavenly Stone Cult underground and maintain absolute low profiles. Once the impending plan succeeded, they would no longer need to fear those enemies.

"Archers, ready!" At Exewin's command, the archers nocked their arrows and drew their bows. Facing such a dense horde of goblins, there was scarcely any need to aim.

The real question was: if a crisis arose that she could not resolve, why would Li Siming believe that this person would be able to help her?

***

I returned to the police academy and then to my dormitory. Right outside the door, I ran into a police officer—the very same one who had stubbornly suspected me of being the murderer. I remembered his name was Zeng Yi. He had once given me a slip of paper with his contact information, but I had lost that paper long ago.

Yet no matter how fiercely the wind blew, the yellow talisman remained rooted to the tree as if it grew there, refusing to be dislodged.

"I can assure you of that. Such a moment will never arrive, and I must ask you to trust our professional ethics," Karl replied.

"It's not..." It felt as though he had struck my fatal weakness, causing my confidence to falter and plummet. Yet, unwilling to be placed on the same level for comparison, I desperately tried to pick out some differences between us.

Faced with the constant goodwill of these elders, Quanshenghao had gradually learned to stop exchanging empty pleasantries and simply cherish their kindness in her heart.

"My body!" Luo Chen cried out in absolute terror, discovering that he was utterly defenseless against the Divine Dao Reincarnation Formation.

The group locked the doors and deliberated throughout the entire night. When they finally opened the door at dawn, Qin Pai, exhausted from overworking his mind, was in a semi-conscious, delirious state, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

At that very instant, an Immortal stepped forth from the void. An Immortal from the Six-Eyed Underworld Clan slowly emerged through the gateway of space. Without so much as a glance at Jiang Bai and the others, he turned and strode away.

With a single slash, Jiang Bai severed the arm of the Wuji Demon Emperor. Yet the wound refused to heal; terrifying world-灭 (extinction) energy coiled relentlessly around his shoulder, robbing the Wuji Demon Emperor of any possibility of recovery.

The moment the first Youzhou merchant ship entered the Han River estuary also signaled that the Jin army's movements had been exposed. Sima Ji issued his commands that very day, leading his troops across the river to the south to seize the territory between the northern and southern branches of the Han River.

Aside from recounting her own experiences, she also had Xia Bing share all the awkward and embarrassing encounters she had faced while studying at the traditional Chinese medicine academy.

Su Qing untied the plastic bag, asked her new lover to fetch a few bowls and sets of chopsticks from the kitchen, and emptied the seasoned leeks into them. Instantly, a rich, savory aroma of meat and vegetables filled the air.

"Very well!" Sima Ji's response was concise, entirely devoid of his usual frivolous banter. He could afford to be absurd at ordinary times, but whenever a crisis loomed, he was terrifyingly serious, constantly plagued by the fear that he hadn't considered every possible angle. War was a deadly instrument of destruction; he could always resume his joking around after the battle was won.

***

A flash of spiritual light erupted within the confined space. Two spirit beasts burst forth with the speed of lightning, launching a thunderous, overwhelming assault upon the vampire that was currently feeding on Ye Feng's blood.

The price for this, however, was that the three ancient entities exhausted their very last ounce of strength and were sucked into the Divine Dao Reincarnation Formation.

At this moment, Xingchen was drenched in blood, his dried, yellowish hair whipping wildly through the howling energy storm. Most terrifying of all was that his pair of blood-red eyes had turned pitch black, and his mouth, agape with exertion, resembled a dark abyss. Tendrils of tangible blood Qi swirled around his entire body, making him look like a blood-soaked God of Slaughter rushing straight out of the depths of hell.

"Sorry to trouble you so much. I'll go brew a cup of coffee for you," Xiong Xiaobai said as she walked toward the kitchen.

The imperial physicians served the Emperor. To take action against them would be no different than pulling hairs from a tiger's rear. Even if the Emperor said nothing outwardly, resentment would undoubtedly fester in his heart.

"My husband, is what you said true?" Ding Yezi gazed at Hao Ling with shining eyes, looking as though she had just stumbled upon some priceless treasure.

Seeing the two insects charging toward him, Wang Yu paid them little heed. As mere ninth-tier creatures, even if they were allowed to attack him with all their might, they would hardly be able to inflict any damage upon him.

Baizhu's face remained entirely expressionless. Without a word, she squatted down, reached out a hand, and gripped Liuli's foot in a firm, unyielding grasp. Her hand was as cold and hard as an iron clamp. Meanwhile, the index finger of her other hand curled up, joining her thumb to press down viciously onto the joint of Liuli's ankle.

Baoyan acknowledged the order and departed. However, through the thin white paper of the door, Ruoxi could still see that the two figures had not left. Following her gaze, Wei Sa saw that, indeed, those two had not yet given up.

Much like how he himself had followed Chen Huan in cutting a bloody path across the South China Sea and carving out a glorious domain right here in City K.

Liuli smiled without a word. This half-pot of ice had been traded for forty thousand strings of cash; let alone being worth a pot of gold, it was likely scarcely inferior to a pot of diamonds.