Chapter 132: Abandoning the Struggle

Hearing this, Princess Yuyang wiped away her tears and burst into a radiant smile, her laughter blooming like a flower.

"You are truly clever; how did you know what I was thinking? I would rather marry a common dog or chicken than be sent to Southern Chu. It is so terribly far away—I would never be able to see my mother again."

"Who doesn't know you by now? If I couldn't even guess that much, how could I call myself your teacher?"

"Xinyu, Xinyu, look at me—which of these outfits do you think I should wear?" Bei Rui turned to ask Liu Xinyu.

After a moment of thought, Yang Tian walked to the jade bed, used the tip of his sword to flip the corpse over, and revealed its full face.

Prince Huai and Zhu Jianlian returned to their quarters, shed their cumbersome and formal ceremonial robes, and each proceeded to heat water for a bath.

When a memorial was delivered during lunch, it was clearly a matter of urgency. The old man stopped laughing, took it, glanced at it, and threw it down, roaring in anger.

Yang Fu was still gasping for air, his hands resting on the shoulders of Zhu Jianlian and Wei Zhaoxi respectively, as he whispered a soft "Thank you."

"Search—of course we must search," Zhu Jianlian replied with ironclad resolve. In the presence of Prince Huai, such unmasked, exaggerated rhetoric might be seen as a disingenuous act, but this bond between them was beyond doubt.

"Master, the path ends here. It seems the Great Luo Returning Fire Gold you spoke of must be beneath this sea of magma," Feng Qingyang said with a grave expression.

"Forget about war councils or whatever else; I don't need to listen to any of that. Just tell me where I need to go to fight, and spare me the rest of the chatter." A man with tousled black hair, bare-chested and struggling to pull on a blue vest, spoke with rude impatience and slammed his fist against the ground.

Adam did not understand the abilities of their race, though the ominous sensation emanating from his soul suggested a deep connection to it. However, he had already invoked the magic bestowed upon him by Lady Laura, rendering such levels of coercion useless.

Ordinary Martial Kings would condense nine martial bones before breaking through to the Martial Emperor realm. Yet, a rare few martial practitioners would attempt to condense more; the difficulty was unfathomable, and it was not something just anyone could achieve.

At the edge of the Earth-Binding Array, Lu Yang began to gather his strength, focusing entirely on striking the barrier's periphery. The force of the intense collisions sent pebbles and sand flying; as they landed, they were immediately launched into the air again, oscillating back and forth in a rather eerie rhythm.

As they spoke, Jiang Shan stood up and walked over to the desk, nodding at the somber-faced boss inside before casting a glance around the office.

The Anti-Mages could no longer concern themselves with the other family members. In their desperation, they could not even spare a warning as they utilized their final means to break through the encirclement.

Seeing this, the crowd grew tense, their hearts hammering against their ribs. Even if the giant bear were to cease its assault now, that single "Earth Spike" spell alone was enough to turn any man into a eunuch.

Inside the palace, three orbs of blazing primordial power floated silently in the center of the hall.

"Understood!" Asai Motomasa bowed his head in obedience, then turned and shouted to Igasaki Doshun, who was waiting nearby.

The War Trial had evolved from a simple military recruitment assessment into the ultimate stage for elite apprentices to showcase their capabilities. Everyone fought with all their might, for this trial would largely determine their futures.

However, once the cooling effect was activated, the "Pigskin Helmet's" ability to reduce damage would vanish.

Just as the moisture had been drained from his body, Xiang Yu’s surrounding spiritual energy had also been depleted. Thus, even if Xiang Yu wished to restore his physical form, he would need time to accumulate spiritual energy once more.

They understood the logic of the situation, and surely Ye Fengtian understood it as well. He had never intended to kill these men; his previous display had been purely for the sake of intimidation.