Chapter 34

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Based on Wang Yishou's recent actions and the shameless words that spilled from his mouth, if Meng Kexin were to take this evidence to the county or municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, it would likely be enough to bring serious trouble down upon him.

Bai Yeling kept watch by her side, never allowing himself to drift into a deep sleep. Every time she stirred in his arms, he would wake up before her.

The Aon Empire had already responded to the fall of Olsen Port. The King of Aon dispatched Count Ford to the Feynman fiefdom to investigate while simultaneously sending messengers to the Holy Land to report the situation to the Sanctuary.

Perhaps he had yet to fully recover from the cruel abuse he had suffered at the hands of Zhou Yating. Being tied up now likely triggered those traumatic memories, leading him to fear she might treat him the same way.

The Blazing Emperor was another Guardian Mage venerated by the Great Zhou royal family, though he was not currently in the Imperial City.

"How is that possible? This thing can increase cultivation speed?" Wang Xiuyuan was skeptical; after all, this was not some sort of spirit-gathering array.

Molo reached out to check Alecto’s forehead, his movements awkward and hesitant. Alecto instinctively turned her head away, leaving Molo’s hand hanging awkwardly in mid-air until he finally lowered it.

After chatting with his new colleagues for a while, Chu Guan took the initiative to ask about his merit points, and his enthusiastic colleagues promptly led him to the computer room.

Even so, he did not want to simply leap up there. It was not out of concern for his physical limits, but rather because doing so felt dull—especially after hearing that the World Tree was an environment of immense complexity, teeming with countless monsters and so-called Floor Masters. Old Zhao felt a growing itch of excitement.

While he was still in a daze, Lu Jue had already led the others into the yamen’s main hall. With a stern and righteous air, he sat upon the dais, his face dark as he waited for the group to assemble.

"Anger!" many people shouted in response. Jiang Zhenyu played another image, showing a cheetah with the same bared-teeth expression.

"Haha, this is our senior student, Yi Shui. She’s just teasing you. The fees we collect are partly to see if you have the financial resources for alchemy card research, and partly to serve as the club’s operating funds," Lin Mo explained.

***

In the old days, after performing the purification ritual, Wang Xizhi and his companions sat along the banks of the Orchid Pavilion’s clear stream. They placed wine cups into the water, letting them drift downstream; whoever the cup stopped in front of had to improvise a poem and drink.

However, Qin Mufeng was a man who had returned from the capital, and his presence was so commanding that it made others bow. His throat tightened, and he dared not speak further.

This result caused Lu Jue’s heart to tremble. He grew tense, fearing that what he had dreaded might become reality. He hurriedly asked, "What happened to her?" The question betrayed the longing deep within his heart.

"Fine, I’ll deal with her first; it will save me a lot of time," Liu Ming thought to himself.

Having served in the imperial court for three years, he was well-versed in political currents and understood his own precarious position all too well.

Even the high mountains were composed entirely of stone. The imperial troops and the soldiers of Heaven’s City could move across the bare rock without being hindered by forest cover.

Thus, shielded by these crude wooden barriers, the barbarian soldiers suffered far fewer casualties from the dense barrage of heavy crossbow bolts. By the time they reached within a hundred and fifty paces of the summit, they had lost only five or six hundred men and a few dozen wooden and rattan shields.

Even the family of Ji Qing, despite having drunk their fill many times over, still found the temptation impossible to resist.

His opponent, the Fox-clan beast tamer, took to the sky on a Huoya bird, keeping his distance while raining down fire-element energy in the form of fire arrows and fireballs from above.

Inside the marriage registration hall, there were a dozen new couples. Zhao Chuxi was not the most handsome, but he possessed the most commanding presence; Qi Si was the most beautiful and possessed the most refined grace.

For the past thirteen years, Lin Feng had traveled the length and breadth of China with the mute old man, learning a vast array of skills. Aside from fighting, he had mastered every survival technique imaginable.

Seeing Ling Xianxian’s figure vanish, the Rakshasa Demon King Disha suddenly widened his eyes, his inner rage igniting instantly.

***

The old man and the man with the crew cut emerged from the chaos and arrived in a secluded corner, where Yang Fan approached them and handed each a check.

Li Zhe’s guess was correct: Xu Gongyi was indeed a codename. Xu Gongyi would never have given his real name to Li Zhe. Everyone within the Eagle Eye Division and the Shadow Division operated under such aliases.

Someone like Cao Cao, who understood the greater good and did not prioritize his own private interests, was truly a rarity.

"It’s useless. My snake can advance and retreat! You cannot hurt me!" Bai Fei moved behind Ling, transformed into his human form, and pointed his right hand forward as if holding a sword.

Thus, he sat down without hesitation and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony with Boss Hu." He then began to eat on his own.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Zixuan as if she were a freak. "I’ve abducted you to this desolate wilderness; are you truly not afraid at all?"

The contract Jiang Han signed with the Yin Demon Zhao Feng was of this nature, so Jiang Han had no fear of Zhao Feng’s betrayal.

"Is there really no other way?" Xie Gongbao had dismissed the idea of the Buddha Infant, having already accepted his inevitable death. Knowing he did not have long to live, he felt a sense of relief amidst his sorrow—at least he could live his remaining days as he pleased without struggling to extend his life. Hearing now that a method existed, he felt little excitement.

At the "Southern Road" factory, the masked man and the other masked "Zero" arrived before the warehouse. The six-tailed Zero from the previous night had been waiting there for a long time.