Chapter 58: The Genuine and the False Imperial Edict

However, what puzzled him was that as they ventured deeper, the once fertile brown earth gradually turned ashen, and even the surrounding plants became withered. Coupled with the wrinkled shirt on Ying Sihan's chest, and the fact that he had just walked out of Si Muyan's hospital room, there was little left to guess—he had undoubtedly taken a beating from Si Muyan.

His expression grew somber, and standing beside him, Lu Jianing naturally noticed Shen Junze’s change in demeanor and quickly took his arm. There was still much she wanted to say to Qi Yu, but with Ying Sihan lingering here, she could not utter a word.

Nearing her home, Su Yueran finally relaxed, knowing the butler inside would surely be able to save her, though it would cause trouble for Shen Huanshu. The Sacred Hall’s delegation had just arrived when an elderly man at the forefront, his face adorned with a gentle smile, stepped forward and offered Licia a formal noble’s salute.

“Just now, someone told me that if I gave you a name, you would let me go,” the Falcon laughed lightly, simply wanting to tease the malevolent spirit before him.

After all, for those who knew nothing of their true effects, the only common trait they could identify was probably that all of them “could be applied to the face.”

“How come my father never mentioned any dungeon rules in his region?” Flying Tiger asked in confusion. Her father would never keep such things from her.

The atmosphere here was eerily tranquil, as though the departed had found some release in their final moments, or perhaps they had willingly accepted the hand that fate had dealt them.

“A few drops of sacred blood, that’s all. If Miss Yingxuan desires it, I can give it to you right now,” Ning Yun said with a smile.

Thus, Gao Yuan truly wished he could speak on behalf of those who would never have the chance to come here and see what the Serpentfolk really looked like, just to curse their fate once more.

Tang Yuyan watched as her mother joined her second aunt and others at the mahjong table in the living room, then she, too, went over to join them.

Yet, to wage war against the Zhao Kingdom was not a matter of annihilation. Could they not simply dispute over some land? Could the two nations not form alliances through marriage?

Blood flowed from the gaps in the armor, soaking the yellow sand until it clumped together in sticky patches. The wind drove the sand into their nostrils, but the twisted bodies on the ground had no reaction, having long since lost the need to breathe.

Jin turned to look at her, the pale daylight tracing the handsome lines of his face; his long, deep eyes and razor-sharp claws radiated a chilling intent to kill.

Ye Ying was bewildered, and as she inadvertently pulled the knot too tight, she gasped in pain.

Sometimes Yan Dan would wear only a single garment, and during meals he would inevitably feel the cold. When he was cold, he would cast a meaningful glance at Chi Apple; if she noticed, she would fetch his outerwear and help the Second Prince put it on. If Chi Apple failed to notice, Yan Dan would tap his chopsticks against his bowl, and when she turned, he would give her another ambiguous look.

There truly was a belief in the mutual reinforcement and restraint of medicinal herbs, especially with fourth-grade elixirs. The combination of ingredients at this level was often governed by such principles, which is why most alchemists found it difficult to break through to fourth-grade mastery.

Qin Ming was touched by Cheng Xin’s concern, but thinking of how Cheng Xin had never made a clear choice between him and Thunderbolt Fire, he still felt some sorrow.

Gleam successfully shattered the ice blade, and though the force continued toward Ji Xiyan, she managed to dodge it nimbly in a flash of lightning.

As for Changmen, he knew full well that his purpose here was to grow stronger, not to be lumped together with those who, lacking any real strength, only liked to put on airs.

Since the Three Pure Ones returned to Kunlun Mountain, they had devoted themselves to cultivation day after day, not daring to slacken in the slightest.

Changmen and White Wolf, Bailin, arrived before the King of Herbs Tree. This kingly herb tree was enormous, its roots sprawling throughout the entire valley. Changmen wondered if all these herbs had been cultivated by this very tree.

Lin Tianyao and the Demon Ancestor had fought countless rounds, their strengths so evenly matched that neither could gain the upper hand.

He knew that this time, Luo Hui and her brother, in order to consolidate the Luo family’s position in the mountain city, chose to visit the surrounding towns, hoping to reconnect with families who had once been close to the Luo family, thereby gaining more support.

Everyone summoned their spiritual treasures to defend themselves. Daoist Qiankun raised the Qiankun Cauldron, which could both attack and defend, and used it to draw in and refine a great number of demon soldiers.

“If I surrender, will I live?” Raphael's tone was not a question but a wry, mocking smile.

As they walked, the two overheard attendees at the jade auction discussing the latest news in the jadeite industry—almost all in Chinese, which Chen Lin understood perfectly.

“Comrades, today we are going to face a formidable opponent from Country A. Fighting alongside us is a captain from the police department and their teammates. We must succeed; failure is not an option! Is that clear?” Milan said spiritedly.

Moreover, Zhuang Jian had learned along the way that only by mastering power himself could he have a voice; otherwise, he would truly learn the cruel meaning of ‘survival of the fittest.’

Feng Shu did indeed repeat himself, though with different wording and tone—the essential content remained unchanged.

I sat beside her, feeding her mouthful by mouthful. Even though she could eat by herself, she refused to use her hands, lying under the covers with only her head exposed, eating in silence.

Guo Nianfei grabbed Lin Guodong by the collar and slowly lifted him up, staring at his mouthful of blood and the teeth scattered on the ground, truly at a loss for words.

At first, the Leopard-Eagle Beast King was completely unguarded, patrolling the various squads daily and directing the soldiers in their rigorous training. In this way, Liu Hu immediately recognized the notorious Leopard-Eagle Beast King among the troops, and, suppressing his anger, continued to observe his every move.

The Dragonstorm Lord had been waiting for the Thunderbone Dragon to bring back news of victory, but after several days, news came instead that the seven Thunderbone Dragon brothers had met with fierce resistance from the Northwestern Lion, suffering heavy casualties and being forced to defend themselves to the death on Bone Dragon Mountain.