Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Third Aunt Is Arrested

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Very well, switching to supporting the Crown Prince’s cause was just as good; after all, the Crown Prince was already seventeen. Although the Emperor was still in the prime of his youth and it would be many years before the Crown Prince ascended the throne, at least there was some hope.

Yet, no blood was spilled—only vast surges of immortal energy. The Qiongqi Matriarch passed through the breach, bypassing the descendants of the God of War entirely.

Huo Guang reluctantly took up the unfamiliar strange blade and engaged the guards. However, his martial skills were indeed rusty. After a brief struggle, even Liu Chu could see he was faltering.

As for why they hadn’t entered the Mysterious Spirit Realm at the outset, it was because the middle-aged man was still alive and the formation remained intact. Even if they temporarily evaded the attack of the Heavenly Winged Jiao, the next time they emerged from the Mysterious Spirit Realm, they would be attacked again.

“Master, what are you doing? I bought gifts for you all, you don’t need to act like this,” Li Zekai said, intending at first to feign ignorance. But since the items had been snatched from his hands, he had no choice but to pull Jian aside and lower his voice.

Of course, they could not betray their lord, but how could they stand idly by and watch their brother, whose bond spanned tens of thousands of years, perish?

“If it hurts, then shut up!” I was already displeased to be mocked by a man, especially one who seemed to know me inside and out.

However, although Li Feng’s intentions were good, he had overestimated his own strength—or rather, underestimated that of the Fire Beast.

The pistol even had a silencer attached, which, ironically, made things easier for Xie Lang, as it meant he had more freedom to deal with Su Si.

“Had enough watching?” Yun Ge replied bluntly, withdrawing her gaze and sliding the recently organized accounts toward Zhao Jianshen.

But once the film “Radiation” finished shooting and was released, Zhao Hao’s life would hardly be as peaceful as it was now.

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Alone and desperate, Ye Ziluo looked pleadingly at Gao Yue. Gao Yue shrugged helplessly, indicating she was powerless to help.

“Yunieruo, you may call me that,” he said, stopping in his tracks and maintaining some distance from Zhao Hao as he spoke.

In the photograph, Beigong Lingshuang wore a simple white dress, leaning against something with a radiant smile—like a solitary white lotus, delicate and ethereal.

“A man’s true greatness…” Tang Jinxian’s words, ever since Xingyue’s promotion, seemed deeper and more profound, leaving him somewhat baffled.

In truth, Zhao Hao had once believed, much like Akasha, that purchasing a private jet would allow him to travel the world freely.

The swirling vortex, driven by suction, emitted a corruptive force. But this erosion struck only outside the luminous barrier surrounding Ye Ziluo and was immediately repelled, earning only a disdainful glance from her.

With a grand sweep of his hand, Qi Wei’s Life Domain radiance blocked the incoming dark arrows. The strength of the person before Qing Wei was at least beyond domain level. Qing Wei’s heart stirred—could this visitor be the Lord of the Dark Shrine?

Because he saw a blaze of fury in Helen’s eyes. Helen’s body floated forward, her jade-like hand suddenly thrust out, and the domain’s light exploded. Helen’s domain was a thunderous one—could it be that Helen was originally the King of the Thunder Elves?

“Hahaha, this is called all’s fair in war, hahaha! Admire my cleverness, hahaha…” Yu Fei laughed triumphantly.

“Damn, and you blame me? If you hadn’t failed to intercept the ball, would the later events have happened?” Gao Fei protested angrily.

They had no idea what had transpired at the Court of Heavenly Fortune today that caused so many martial experts from royal courts to mobilize simultaneously.

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The moment Youyu was pulled back from that feeling, she already knew it was impossible to regain it.

Mu Jue was still lying in bed, dreaming of fortune, when Shen Yang and his men subdued him, not even giving him time to draw his gun.

“That’s right, Jiazi, go up and show them a thing or two, or they won’t even know their own names,” Zhang Yulin said as well.

“Senior, isn’t his consciousness just dazed?” Kawamoto Kikushirou asked Liang Benmu.

Sphinx’s human-like face was full of fury and resentment, its claws restlessly clawing at the ground, unconsciously unearthing buried bones in the soil. Yet it seemed unaware, continuing its one-sided lament.

“Ugh…! Where… where are we?” Jiang Yao, holding his head, looked around. It appeared the two were in a dark, cramped dungeon, the air thick with rust and decay, and the iron door before them a grim reminder of their status as prisoners.

Before Liu Yun could speak, Meng Hun noticed that below, the Level IV force movements had begun to slow—a subtle change, but one Meng Hun caught through careful observation.

“Go prepare; I have other matters to attend to,” the Ninth Elder waved his hand. After Feng Hu left, the Ninth Elder went to Teng She Valley.

Chu Yun touched her swollen cheek. How much must Chu Yao have hated her to leave such a mark, even making her teeth ache! Something felt off, like the time she fell down the stairs—she had forgotten something important.