Chapter 80: Mischief

"Damn it, isn't this a complete waste of my precious time? Right now, I’m making hundreds of thousands every minute—would I really care about a few taels of silver?"

Ye Cheng accepted the imperial edict, grumbling inwardly.

He was now running a newspaper, and money flowed in by the tens of thousands with ease. To make him spend time and energy selecting court ladies was simply a waste.

Suddenly, Ye Cheng shuddered, thinking to himself...

"This man calls himself Yun Yi, and his mastery is terrifyingly strong! When did such a figure emerge in the martial world?" The eldest, Huang Zhonggong, usually composed, was now filled with doubt.

Bang! The room's door was kicked open, slammed fiercely against the wall, bounced back, and with a loud crack, the fine pearwood door was ruined just like that.

Xin’er, seeing Long Yaxin leave the mansion, returned to tell Zihan, but unexpectedly... Zihan seemed to be in trouble.

Without interference, a single radar could cover the entirety of the Great Wilderness.

Ignoring the crowd’s gazes, Emperor Constantine strode past everyone, took the main seat, and with a slight shake of his robe, sat down.

Xue Yuan looked at the pastries and couldn’t help but swallow; under Madam Xu’s stern gaze, she could only close her eyes, hoping out of sight, out of mind.

“Hmph! Don’t feign compassion. Since you know your grave mistake, you should draw your sword and end your life to apologize to Moon Fox, our junior sister!” Kong Xuan sneered coldly, his rage unleashed. At this moment, he was no longer the eminent Buddhist sage, but a mortal out for a friend’s vengeance.

“I… I care… about you.” David patted his chest, struggling to explain his feelings. But his stutter prevented him from expressing all he wished to say; after much effort, only these words came out.

“This is the welcoming ceremony, I suppose.” Through the large screen, Duan Ke watched the refugees, gaunt as bamboo poles, and even he wasn’t entirely sure.

Hai Yunyan, Cang Hua, and Qingfeng Xuyue were killed one after another; Jianghu Blade knew today would end here and logged off directly.

The crowd hurriedly begged for mercy. Although they weren’t truly to blame, they were forced into the situation and could only plead.

Tian Tian returned home in low spirits, flung herself onto the bed, exhaled a long breath, then closed her eyes and stretched out her limbs recklessly, forming a large “X” on the sheets.

Who could have guessed today’s situation would be so urgent, with no chance to collect, and even less opportunity in the future.

"Burning Lamp, even now you struggle vainly—how laughable." King Mahadeva sneered coldly.

"Alright, I think I understand the situation now. So, until I find a way home, I’ll stay at the Super Academy and act as a teacher here, right?" Zhang Shaofei asked.

Wild Charge activated, rushing forward and stabbing into a ranger’s chest, then with a reverse swing, sent a stunned archer flying. The bloodthirsty effect left them torn between ecstasy and despair, unable even to cry.

Han Zhao’s thrust pierced the undead warrior’s armor, and the falling battle axe was flicked aside by the Dragon Lance.

Ranran healed Han Zhao, while Xinyu and Wu Qinghai shot arrow after arrow at Bai Liqi, watching his health dwindle away.

At the same time, laser cannons, element cannons, super element cannons, heat line cannons, thermal light cannons, and a whole array of space combat weapons unleashed their full power, instantly covering the Silver Her Empire rebel frontline in a sea of fire. Countless explosions illuminated the darkness of the cosmic void.

Yang Qing muttered to himself—his Infinite Demon King was already on the way, filling him with a sense of oppression.

Ji Xue, with her Violet Dance Attire, had defensive power nearly equal to a Foundation Realm cultivator, and her strength had reached the peak of a first-turn spirit beast. He had nothing to worry about.