Chapter 45: The Tormented Love of the Antagonist

They were extraordinarily talented, and although they might be physically weak, this was precisely their means of protecting themselves.

Murong Qiner was startled to see Gongsun Mingzhao sitting quietly all along, his head bowed, his hair falling over his face, concealing his expression, as if he were unconscious.

Zhou Ran glanced at the central heavenly court now engulfed by the sea of bamboo. He could clearly sense the vast spiritual energy suppressed underground being absorbed by the bamboo shadows, ultimately converging into the bamboo flute he held.

Lin Feiye’s limbs and spine had been crippled, leaving him incapable of continuing the fight against Lin Chen, so Lin Chen was declared the victor.

Yet, such a battle brought about profound changes to the world. In the end, the opponent also left this realm but could still absorb the faith power of its followers. Although the conversion efficiency was relatively low, it remained highly effective.

After years of battling a mysterious illness, the Shennong Emperor finally saw hope. This was an irresistible temptation for him, for his days were numbered. If he did not seize this opportunity, he might never have another chance in this life.

“Very well, you have three days to prepare to accept the seat of the head of the Oba family,” Xiao Ye said, waving his hand.

Their reasons for supporting Liang Xiaotang varied. Some were his brothers-in-law from marriage alliances—if not supporting their own family, then whom? Others belonged to the younger faction, determined not to let Luotu continue his term. A few had keen insight, foreseeing Luotu’s defeat. Some had been wronged by Luotu before and thus shifted their allegiance to Liang Xiaotang.

Martial Kings were not ubiquitous in the Spirit Realm, but nearly every faction counted several among their ranks.

Majestic fighting energy slowly radiated from him, and Cai Jie’s gaze sharpened steadily.

At this moment, seeing everyone’s reactions, the “Water Spirit General”’s eyes flickered slightly, revealing a faint, satisfied smile.

Just as these words were spoken, when a few prepared to summon their flying swords to escape, numerous decayed, withered hands suddenly shot up from the ground, grasping their legs.

“Every visitor who comes to pay respects will be held by the clan leader of Meng’en’s family and repeatedly told this story.”

Compared to a thousand years ago, not only are true energy masters appearing less frequently now, but even the dominant true beasts in the natural True Realm are becoming increasingly rare.

However, since Zhang Yunze had not yet turned eighteen, he did not possess full civil capacity under the laws of both countries, so these contracts required the signature of Zhang Yunze’s guardian to take full effect. After Zhang Yunze called his grandfather to explain the situation, Zhang Chensheng agreed.

What will eventually happen between him and Asuka Maiji remains uncertain, as the premise is “if,” making it impossible to predict. Yet one thing is certain.

“Your Majesty, I have a suggestion,” Minister Qi spoke up when everyone else was at a loss.

Since the weather turned cold, everyone in the apartment—except for Edward, who seemed oblivious to the cold, and Quan Ke Aorui, who disliked fire—preferred to sit by the fireplace.

Looking at the dazzling menu, Su Ruoyao simply ordered a well-done steak. Then came the meal itself. Not knowing how to handle Western dining etiquette, she watched Wei Jiaying’s posture carefully: right hand holding the knife, left hand holding the fork—very simple.

Fan Shihao wandered along the shore for a while, then chose a spot he deemed relatively safe and gradually slid down.

Their gazes fixed intently on the only path leading to the pavilion. Anyone passing that way would surely be spotted by them, completely unaware that danger had already arrived.

After speaking, the garbage plant owner called the two truck drivers responsible for hauling waste, instructing them to rush to the dump immediately.

He agreed so decisively that Fudeng breathed a sigh of relief. He dreaded Ling Xuan still worrying about others and stubbornly staying here.

At these words, Li Zhonghua and Zhou Yu exchanged glances, both surprised that his son was actually the leader of that cult organization.

“Why don’t you put them on the counter for three days? Sell whatever you can, then settle the payment with me! If no one buys them, you can dispose of them however you like!” Zhu Jiu’er was not worried. Each family would take a little, and they would all be sold soon enough—just a matter of waiting three days for payment.

In Wang Ge’s hand was a photo of a sunny, handsome boy, fitting well with the persona Wang Rong had previously displayed.

At present, these two cursed items each held only twenty points of evil value. Using an excellent mineral water bottle, Lu Chen was able to wipe away their evil values, allowing him to use them safely in the upcoming floors.

That kind of forced politeness—with a smile that didn’t reach the eyes, seemingly close yet actually distant and dignified—made him feel irritated.

Because Luo Jingfeng controlled the military power, the status of military generals in the court had steadily risen. They had fought countless battles and endured all manner of bloodshed and cruelty; there was no way Qin Ye could intimidate them.

After a detailed analysis by the marketing account, bolstered by Xu Xueyun, the resources in Qiao Dai’s hands would be incomparable to before.

Only then did they see a massive fortress gate. Two great generals stood there, each leading a colossal beast—a suanni, a dragon-blooded lion, locking the gate.

However, having read Qin Ye’s strategic treatise in the Ministry of Rites, he couldn’t help but recall Qin Ye’s thought process during his own studies. If he combined his own ideas with Qin Ye’s strategies, he would undoubtedly surpass Qin Ye—but that would obviously be unfair.

Ye Zhaozhao looked at her bloodstained hands and then at Nan Xiang, who lay cradled in Chu Yan’s arms. She shook her head dazedly, trying to defend herself.

Having been such a despicable father for so many years, now that he intended to be a good man and coax her, the original persona wouldn’t be fooled—let alone her.

Ming Nan’s mind was still occupied with Chu Yan’s marriage to Fu Yanchu, completely oblivious to the fact that she had already revealed a flaw.