Chapter 52: Ah Bao: Emperor Father Came to the Holy City, Surely Not Just to Drag Me Back?

Electris couldn't help but marvel at how every creature has its natural counter; in front of her ancestors, even someone as mighty as his father, the Demon God Emperor Fengxiu, had to behave obediently and listen.

Electris had never considered one particular question: if he were truly to end up with Bai Yue, his generation would be even lower than Fengxiu's. Since he was currently enjoying laughing at Fengxiu's expense, the one who would end up being targeted for petty revenge by the grudge-holding Fengxiu later on would undoubtedly be none other than himself.

Electris made no effort to hide the upward curve of his lips and his thoroughly delighted mood.

Thinking of Madame Lin's boundless maternal love, Lin Yijia felt a pang in her nose and realized she was feeling a bit homesick. Collecting her thoughts, she let her gaze linger for a fleeting moment on Yang Jinxin's face. Yang Jinxin was wearing makeup, making it impossible to discern anything unusual at first glance.

When Wan Duoduo's foot touched the tower of light, it did not pass right through it as expected; instead, she stepped solidly onto the stone steps of the luminescent tower.

Only Si Chan; this time, despite disregarding his own safety, Si Chan had rushed straight to the place where Huali went missing, endured countless hardships, and successfully brought Huali back from the military camp of the Night Kingdom. This act left a deeply favorable impression in the heart of Hua Mu.

Just as he was about to bow and pay his respects to the sect master, the scene that unfolded next left him dumbfounded, making him almost unable to believe his own eyes.

In fact, two days ago, we had already been here and even asked the boatman to ferry us across the river, but he refused because the bottom of his boat had sprung a leak on those two days, and it was only repaired today.

The resentment of that vengeful spirit at the moment of death was immense, and moreover, the soul had been forged within a public security bureau. A malevolent ghost of this magnitude was beyond the capability of ordinary Daoist priests to contend with; only by borrowing certain special powers could it be successfully suppressed.

Ma Chao's spear rested horizontally between the two of them. Though they had initially intended to lunge forward, the sight of Ma Chao's chilling spearhead instantly extinguished any such thoughts.

Before her eyes lay once more the dark red carriage cabin, beneath her hands remained the wonderful sensation of smooth and soft purple sable fur, and lingering at the tip of her nose was still the bitter, heavy, and suffocating scent of medicine... yet it made Lin Yijia simply want to laugh.

The outer city was mostly inhabited by impoverished commoners, at most housing middle-class families and merchants or travelers visiting the capital from afar. Following months of severed trade, a considerable number of merchant caravans were now eagerly rushing inside.

Nine days later, on the eve of the grand wedding, General Molin and the Third Madam, Ye Wanqiu, arrived at the Xiaoyao Mansion. Seeing the newly decorated residence, they nodded repeatedly, as if acknowledging that Zi Hua, Zi Su, and Bai Zhi Xue had done a rather neat job with the labor. Upon seeing the general and the third madam arrive, Mo Xingyao and Yun Jingxi immediately went to the entrance to welcome them.

"My Lord, Princess, do not be so presumptuous! We are still on the territory of the Tang Dynasty; how can you threaten the young general of Tang in such a manner?" Princess Tang Yini raised her voice. Feng Luan stuck out her tongue and immediately fell silent. Seeing that the princess was speaking up for him, Li Shui hurried over to the princess's side.

Cai Yongshun looked at the tightly closed doors, his body trembling with a desolate expression, for he knew that Li Chen had completely severed ties with the Cai family and that a powerful pillar of support was now entirely gone.

Reflecting on all this, Zhou Pin was naturally filled with endless regret, but seeing that the time was already quite late and assuming Jiang Yang must have already turned in for the rest, he had no choice but to wait until the next day to prepare his formal apologies.

Lifting her gaze, she met his eyes directly. He was looking at her with a glowing, intense light in his eyes. Feeling her face grow hot beneath that gaze, Meng Qiqi smiled faintly.

"Qiqi, listen to your eldest brother. There are thousands of fine men in this world; you must never act on a sudden impulse. No matter how wonderful the Marquis of Loyal Valor may be, he still needs further trial and observation. We cannot judge solely by a handsome exterior, you know?" The First Prince rode on horseback, offering earnest and heartfelt advice to Meng Qiqi.

After a very, very long time, Zhou Pin suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, and right now, the look in her eyes appeared extremely pained as well.

This is my obsession, this is my infatuation. Yesterday I entered the state of Qi through the Dao of infatuation, and today I shall defy the heavens using that very same Dao of infatuation.