Chapter 127: The Mad Scheme of Emperor Hong

Whoosh. Having departed from the Qingyun Sect, Kuanggu streaked through the skyscrapers of Shanghai like a black whirlwind.

Tang Ying clung to his back like a mischievous kitten, her colorful hair dancing in the wind. She leaned close to his ear, her voice as sweet as honey, "Kuanggu, can you see through Sect Leader Bai's spiritual pressure?"

"I cannot." Kuanggu replied curtly, his scarred face devoid of any emotion. "He is likely stronger than even I am."

"Nonsense."

Yu Shao-mo frowned as he looked down at her. Ning Qiaoqiao nodded gently at him; although the man was somewhat displeased, he said nothing and set her down on the ground.

Seeing that Qu Lanxiu had finally relented, Ling Hanxue felt a surge of joy. Regardless of anything else, this was at least the first step toward success.

"I’ve had enough! How dare you show such contempt for me? Do you believe me when I say I’ll make you taste my true power today?" the man named Shicibu Gou shouted in a rage.

At this moment, the members of the Nianfeng Society had only one thought in their minds: to slaughter every enemy before them and avenge the brothers who had died at the hands of the Yamaguchi-gumi eighteen years ago.

Seeing Wen Xin watching her with a mocking smile, Yu Jingwan felt utterly humiliated. She threw the paper onto the table, let out a sharp scoff, and stormed off.

Meanwhile, the rain outside the window grew heavier, and lightning began to flash. Suddenly, the power in the house cut out completely. In the total darkness, as lightning flickered across the living room, Qiu Yue and Sun Yuxiao were left to stare at each other's pale, frightened faces.

Because Feng Qingcheng had sacrificed so much for him, accompanying him for so long in that palace which felt like a prison, Qu Lanxiu knew he had to slowly make it up to her.

Ning Qiaoqiao walked over, and with a long reach of his arm, he pulled her into his embrace, his arm wrapping firmly around her waist.

"My Lord... I did not. I was truly just nervous. Your Majesty, do you not believe me?" Ling Hanxue said, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Wait for me at the camp gate tomorrow! Pack your things; I think you’ll have plenty of work to do soon, my personal merchant," Li Wei said with a careless wave of his hand.

Immediately after, Ye Di emerged from behind Jiang Nian and unleashed his ultimate ability. Yet, the moment he cast it, a scene unfolded that stunned the many spectators.

"That was just a warning. If you continue to babble and block our path, I will kill you," Jian Wushuang said coldly.

Champions like Yasuo were rarely seen in professional play these days—practically non-existent. In An Ye’s eyes, the hero was little more than a chicken rib: flavorless to consume, yet a pity to discard.

Thus, taking on fewer endorsements was no great loss for them. Both Jiang Nian and Qin Xiao knew that their true rise to prominence would come during this year.

Almost at the same time, in another match room, Li Jingyu was issuing commands to Night Snow Wild Song.

Had what Zhang Nuonuo did to her last night not been enough? Her eyes would ache for at least a day, and she likely wouldn't sleep well tonight; even now, they still looked slightly swollen.

"Look at you. You wouldn't listen to me earlier, and now that you've heard the conclusion, you want to know the process. It seems Her Highness the Princess is truly not someone an ordinary person can serve," Li Wei teased.

Kai and his companions shared the exact same view as Artoria: to them, strange weapons like meteor hammers were illogical. This dashed Li Wei's hopes of promoting the weapon, leaving him to keep the only one he had forged for his own use.

Yet, one could still call him an Immortal King, for in the ancient arts, the title of Immortal King refers not only to a realm of cultivation but also to a level of combat prowess.

After knocking for a while with no response, the group sensed something was wrong and joined forces to break down the locked door of the archives. Upon entering, the chaotic scene that greeted them left even the security guards, who had braced themselves for the worst, deeply shaken.