Chapter 139: Greetings, Your Highness

The Supreme Young Eunuch Golden Lightning 1302 words 2026-03-24 22:41:52

The Grand Princess's Manor.

Although the banquet had yet to begin, a considerable number of guests had already arrived. The Grand Princess had not sent out too many invitations, limiting them to the social elites of the capital.

Ye Cheng did not head to the banquet hall, choosing instead to go to the Grand Princess's private courtyard. He found her seated before her vanity, with Yun'er and Zhu'er attending to her hair and makeup.

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The workers had just finished their measurements when the burly man who had left earlier returned, drenched in sweat, carrying a table. He was followed by three laborers bearing stools.

Advancing six star-levels in one breath is a rarity in the history of the Savage World; even the prodigies of the most powerful organizations have never experienced such a feat.

"Lin Qingqing, do you not regret failing to cultivate with such exceptional talent?" The middle-aged man ignored formalities, hurrying over to block their path.

The students beneath the cliff erupted in cheers, but at that moment, Qi Beizhen’s momentum had spent itself. With no rock beneath his feet to provide leverage, his form faltered and he began to plummet.

"It is merely a bit of mischief behind the scenes; it hardly violates the code of chivalry!" Ou Zhiyang had understood Ming Xuan's intentions all along.

The place was already packed with a sea of people. No one dared to be the least bit negligent; the entire student body of Hua Yi Academy had gathered. On this day, one of them would become the Dean's personal disciple, and in every heart, there was a desperate hope that they would be the lucky one.

The two were unable to reach a decision, so one of them said to Ziyan, "Go back and tell Gu Cang that Mount Shu and the State of Yan will provide an answer in three days."

The presiding officials remained silent, effectively tacitly approving the proposal. Zhen Shifeng glared at the group, calculating his own moves, but just as he was about to argue, a single sentence from the chief presiding officer silenced him.

"That is hard to say, but according to custom, expeditions to the Deep Blue Prairie generally do not exceed two months. You may try returning in a month," the gatekeeper said.

"But... but I am just so bored!" Seeing that Ming Xuan would not agree, Zilu immediately looked aggrieved, her eyes welling up with tears.

Due to the religious beliefs of Nanzhao, their sculptures and paintings were primarily themed around Buddhism—depicting the Tathagata Buddha, Guanyin, Heavenly Kings, and strongmen—or centered on secular subjects such as the King of Nanzhao, Qingping officials, and monks.

Cold weapons held no appeal for Yang Jian, as he possessed the Bizen Osafune Nagamitsu and the Heaven's Blood. However, this was an outing for training, and Zi Tong would not allow him to bring a "cheat" artifact like the Heaven's Blood.

But as we pushed the airboat into the river and scrambled aboard, all the night-criers turned their claws and venomous fangs toward us, swarming out in full force once again.

Although he had long suspected that Shen Shuiji and Murong Yingxue were in league, and had secretly speculated that they shared some unclear history, he never imagined that Shen Shuiji was actually Murong Feng’s junior sister and a member of the Murong family.

He unleashed his most powerful techniques, yet he could not inflict even the slightest injury upon the young cultivator before him.

Murong Feng knew that since Yan'er had learned of her true origins yesterday, she surely could not accept so many revelations all at once. She must be feeling utterly lost, which was why she had suddenly disappeared.

This protective barrier, woven from blue fluorescent water-attribute energy, was condensed from a vast concentration of natural water-elemental essence. Given his current strength, he could not break through it in a short amount of time.

"Is this Arcee trying to set herself against the entire planet?" Inside the U.S. military base, the commanding officer whispered.

Officer Wei pondered for a moment before speaking, "I will dispatch people to Beijing overnight immediately. As for the city affairs, I will have someone handle them first thing tomorrow morning."

The beast had the body of a lion, yet it bore a pair of wings upon its back. Stranger still was its head, which possessed the features of a hawk, though it was still filled with sharp, jagged fangs.