Chapter 52: Recognizing the Splendor of Spring with Ease, Concealing a Thousand Years of Tranquility

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The rain in Jiangnan had ceased, and the bustling crowds on the bluestone street grew thicker. Whether merchants or travelers, no longer did they have to seek refuge beneath eaves and dash away in hiding.

Cheng Heng sat alone in his study, rifling through this and that, hoping to discover a “detail” that, like in the first world, did not align with the original identity of the body he now inhabited—something akin to the book "Romance of the Western Chamber," and the letter concealed within it...

Along the line that tilted about thirty degrees northward from the cannibal tribe’s stronghold, there was a thick patch marked as a forest. At its center, a clearing was painted with blood, and in the middle of that clearing, a striking skull was drawn.

The place was filled with clamorous voices, mixed with the clangs of pots and pans. Without leaning close to one another, it was impossible to discern what anyone was saying.

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghan let out a soft chuckle. That girl, for Ji Xirui’s sake, was willing to go to such lengths.

At Datong Academy, there were 2,112 Japanese prisoners of war detained, half of whom were diehard hardliners; in the event of a riot, their numbers would surpass those of the guard battalion by more than double. This was a grave problem.

Otherwise, upon arriving in Tianhuo City, it would have been impossible for other enemies or factions to seek them out.

Dispersing negative emotions was something I often did, but in the past, I had the capital or trump cards to do so.

Given Ye Chen’s laxity, she no longer held back either; she simply hauled out large burlap sacks and went about gathering treasures in bulk.

“All right, I’m leaving first. If you discover anything new, contact me immediately. Also, you stood me up last night—you owe me a date,” Mu Xue said pointedly to Zhao Tiezhu before departing with all the officers.

Guan Jinlin suddenly grabbed Yinzi’s arm and leapt upward; then, employing the Golden Goose Technique, she sprang onto a large tree branch overhead.

The young man now soared with unparalleled speed, surpassing many of his peers and even some elders.

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The operation appeared tense yet orderly; aside from a few unseasoned survivors who were somewhat flustered, the process went very smoothly.

Inside were numerous photographs—once the assets of the Chu family, a testament to their former glory.

He had already warned Qin Liang not to confront Qin Feng personally, especially without evidence.

“Master! How could the commanders of these alien tribes be as formidable as you?” Lu Yu couldn’t help but retort.

The extinguishing of the Single Blade was not truly the extinguishing of the Single Blade. As its creator, I clearly sensed that within Xie Wuwang’s sword lay something different from the Single Blade.

As Zhang Ruyun had anticipated, Yin Niang indeed led him through walls. Though the suddenness caused some panic, Zhang Ruyun was somewhat relieved, having had prior experience with Baicao leading her through the terrain and was not overly fearful.

After the performance, Xiangqiu praised Zhang Ruyun: “I didn’t expect your skill to have improved so much in just a few days. From now on, you must practice diligently. Whenever I like a piece, I’ll have you play it for me!” She smiled, feeling quite proud.

“Disengage the safety, prepare for battle!” Gu Chengyuan immediately issued the command upon witnessing the scene.

Weakness and exhaustion surged like a tide, but Xiao Nu paid them no heed. Approaching the alchemy furnace, he looked in and was overjoyed.

Although the Yan family’s bloodline mystic arts and inherited techniques contained no domain-related skills, Yan Yulin’s technique shone brilliantly, becoming the most coveted among the Yan family’s elites.

Both sides fought with everything they had, risking their lives in a bitter struggle as if mortal enemies. Yet who would have thought the two were actually fellow disciples?

Bu Jingfeng and Nie Liuyun had deeply mastered the true teachings of the Wind and Cloud Dual Reverence. Now, the two were known throughout the martial world as the new Wind and Cloud Dual Reverence. With them around, traveling was safe—no one would dare provoke these two troublemakers at such a time.

The star’s immense gravitational pull could draw in all nearby objects. Only with immense strength could one break free from its grasp. To resist the enormous force generated by the star’s rotation with mere flesh and blood was impossible.

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This clash seemed evenly matched, a tit-for-tat battle leaving both sides wounded. Even so, it was astonishingly spectacular.

Hua Liang was an optimistic person. If one had to put it another way, Hua Liang was someone who made friends easily and was straightforward. He met Zhou Yu at a military outpost and quickly deemed him the closest acquaintance, soon becoming his “closest” comrade-in-arms.

Damn it, if a brand-new void portal wasn’t swiftly torn open, when the vast void closed, even the Star God would suffer bone injuries, let alone their current pitiful states.

Mo Shenfeng’s senior brothers, in Xu Qi’s eyes, were all killers under the blade and liabilities if left alive. However, before, since Mo Shenfeng didn’t want their “lives,” Xu Qi refrained from acting and spared them.

“You really did set one up outside!” Ke’er inexplicably grew jealous and tried to tug Li Yuncheng’s ear.

“Jing Huang, don’t let your guard down. This person hasn’t gone all out yet; it seems they’re waiting for reinforcements. If the Meishan forces arrive, we won’t be able to explain ourselves,” the blue-faced man whispered.

At the palace gate, Lord Feng and Feng Ruohan proceeded to Yan Ying Hall. The emperor and the male heads of the various households gathered there first.

Now, the Poison Wolf was playing with them like a cat toying with a mouse, completely disregarding their presence.

Based on Yin Haoxuan’s understanding of Xue Mumu, he didn’t believe she would leave so easily. His gaze toward Assistant Zhang was sharp and scrutinizing, his eyes glowing darkly like a wolf prowling in the night.

That wooden stick left a deep and indelible impression on her from the very first encounter.