Chapter 106: Everything's a Mess

After just a few words of guidance from the qin master, Mingshuang began attempting to force out the silver needles within his body. To his surprise, this casual try succeeded immediately, making him feel like a prodigy.

Mu Weijun, who had been proven wrong on the spot, was equally astonished. He never expected anyone to succeed on the first attempt and had to admit that this young man’s talent and efficiency were indeed remarkable.

After a long period of living a quiet, solitary life, Mu Weijun reflected on how eventful today had been. First came an empty soul who had reached Nascent Soul without even undergoing the coronation, followed by a youth who seemed to possess considerable cultivation, conjuring ice at such a young age.

Could it be true that talent emerges in every generation, with the new waves always surpassing the old? Even the normally confident and anonymous prodigy, the Moonrise Qin Master, was beginning to doubt his own gifts after witnessing the double strike from the uncle-nephew duo.

Shen Zui had no intention of going. She knew her own limits; in an A-grade class, the students were either top scholars or wealthy heirs. She would have to be out of her mind to join.

Looking at Luo Xianfei clinging to him, Yan Hong sighed and gently pulled her off, setting her down on a nearby chair.

“So the courtesan of the Hidden Moon Pavilion is actually Snow Lady’s disciple,” whispered those nearby. “Everyone who comes to Ziwei is a guest of Ziwei. Let us not spoil the harmony.” If a fight broke out and someone died, Yingxue would bear no responsibility.

Another month passed in the blink of an eye. Xianfeng continued to lavish favor upon Consort Xu, stirring constant resentment and sour jealousy throughout the harem.

At first, Chu He had approached Bingwa and her team primarily to recruit them for the official sequel to DOTA.

Shen Zui frowned, watching Qi Moyan’s expression, feeling a heavy weight pressing down on her chest.

“What if I insist on taking it?” Boyuan raised an eyebrow. In that instant, his aura subdued everyone present.

Countless adjectives flashed through his mind, yet none seemed worthy to describe Mu Danzhu’s beauty.

“Satan’s supreme leader?” he chuckled, his white teeth gleaming faintly in the hazy moonlight, causing Su Rao’s heart to leap.

“Do you know where you are? How to reach your destination? Do you have any money on you?” came a barrage of questions. All of which struck at her vulnerabilities.

Not only Luo Qianye but others also faced the same predicament. With their current offensive capabilities, they could not yet pierce these iron-like bodies.

Though uncomfortable, they had indeed taken her place unjustly. Quanyi said nothing.

The remaining imperial guards all covered their heads with cloth. The golden Weituo statue stood silently, holding a golden whip aloft but motionless, reverting to sculpture once more.

No one dared to step forward. The dark, heavy revolver seemed to embody a grim reaper’s scythe, ready to claim lives.

When boarding was complete and the Golden Mary officially departed Earth, Louis suddenly noticed April starting to write in her navigation log. Using the map function, he secretly glanced at what she was recording.

In divine martial arts, ordinary people were most familiar with the exploits of Lord Guan, making him a popular choice for beginners.

Lin Luocheng clearly did not believe Lin Huaishen’s words, so he stepped in front of him protectively.

At that moment, everyone likely knew Zhang Yi had returned and came out to welcome him.

“Master, my strength is meager. Though I cannot help you achieve great deeds, I am willing to sacrifice my life to clear obstacles for you,” said the Daoist. A shimmering watery light flickered beside him—illusory yet startlingly vivid, as if one glance might swallow the onlooker.

Shen Rujun quietly picked up her phone, hesitated briefly, and finally spoke with a trace of a smile to Wang Defuo on the line.

Peach Brocade was slightly surprised. Knowing Tao Yao studied poison, her senses, especially smell, were excellent. Earlier, thorns had blocked her from detecting the scent, but now that they were brushed aside at close range, she naturally caught the fragrance.

“So you admit it. You deliberately tried to harm me last time?” Sheng Chuxin asked coldly, dismissing the faint spiritual energy in her hand.

Chu Xiange raised his chin slightly. Despite his hands being shackled in front, his defiant gaze never wavered. His measured movements held everyone’s attention tightly. As he sat in the defendant’s seat, the oppressive atmosphere seemed to break, signaling the impending fierce confrontation.