Chapter Fifty-Nine

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"Alright, alright, enough of this nonsense. Tell me what other reasons there are," Yun Chen interrupted Daoist Ruofeng, who was about to go on, with a somewhat speechless expression.

However, crafting talismans of intermediate grade or higher was no easy feat achievable overnight. It required not only a wealth of experience but also a substantial amount of spirit coins to sustain the process, given that the failure rate in crafting talisman paper remained quite high.

Kanako felt a shock in her heart. Could it be that he intended to use the time-reversal ability for something? But given Dona's capability, the maximum time a single object could be reversed was three minutes. What could possibly be accomplished in three minutes?

Naturally, this commotion only caused the expressions of the batch of officials arriving at the same time to grow even gloomier. This was the Ministry of Punishments, one of the six imperial ministries, and the tri-judicial joint trial was a matter of utmost importance. How could such a noisy uproar be permitted, with hundreds of commoners actually gathered outside the yamen to gawk?

Therefore, at this moment, he needed a powerful backing to protect the safety of his family.

Yet, the very instant his hand pressed down upon those spirit stones, a fierce and potent aura abruptly surged toward him.

This lingering doubt could not be completely dispelled even after Tan Yuan's corpse was delivered to the Commandery of Brocade Guards and carefully examined by experts.

One day, she fell down the stairs, struck her head, and broke her foot. She lay there for two whole days and nights; she had thought of crying out, but her voice could not reach beyond ten miles.

While pleading for mercy, Qiyi Han endured the pointing fingers of the crowd. Hearing a familiar voice among them, he looked up and angrily retorted, "Damn your mother! You're still here mocking me at a time like this, and you even used to pursue the seventh sister!" With a fierce roar, he lunged forward.

The crowd widened their eyes in disbelief, never expecting that the creatures beneath the ground were actually snakes. Yet, if they were snakes, what had happened to all those rats from earlier? Could it be that after mutating, they had actually found a way to coexist?

Without intense and absolute concentration, this sound was impossible to catch within such a complex environment.

Qin Hui thrashed about in the water, howling in pain. The superpower user pressed him down beneath the surface the moment he poked his head up.

The moment Li Changfu saw Director Liu, he guessed that the only reason the man was standing outside waiting by the door was because he was feeling somewhat anxious.

However, I am worried that our base might not meet the landing requirements. The base lacks a formal runway, and with mountains on one side and a lake on the other, the roads are all S-shaped curves," Lin Sheng said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Should I make a trip to Changbai Mountain first, and go rescue Chen Chong after I return?" Wang Bing muttered to himself.

Yet he had always believed that rules were rigid while people were flexible; even if it meant dragging others down, he could under no circumstances abandon the captain, could he?

With top powerhouses like Zheng Rufeng and Li Taiyi gone, the decline of the Zheng and Li families was only a matter of time, and there was no need to dwell on it too much.

Afterward, Second Uncle reluctantly walked out of the back courtyard, though his mind remained lingering on that chair.

Mafa was not worried in the slightest that constantly playing this combination would one day result in them being targeted in the draft phase by opponents.

Hua Yu furrowed his brow slightly, wondering if this was just another of Tu Shan's pranks, when he suddenly felt Tu Shan trembling, accompanied by the occasional faint sound of soft sobbing.

Yet this did not hinder his respect for Jiang Miao's strength, nor his hope to use this opportunity to build a good relationship with Jiang Miao and secretly learn a thing or two from him.

However, after the severe beating she gave herself yesterday—repeatedly hammering the phrase "to hell with your professional gaming dream" into her mind twenty-two times—anyone's mental state would have completely imploded. What was most important for a professional player? Wasn't it self-confidence?

"Brother Zhang, right? You just need to take care of the bill, and you don't need to worry about anything else," Leng Shao was already somewhat displeased. He was currently executing his plan and had no desire to be interrupted at this juncture.

"Senior is too modest. This junior has only superficial insights, offered merely for the two seniors' reference," Yi Heng realized what he was worrying about after a brief moment of thought. Catching a sideways glance at the old ape and seeing a look of admiration in its eyes as well, a wave of involuntary excitement welled up within his heart.

Out of politeness, Junior Brother You waited outside the courtyard while one of Second-Elder Gong's disciples went inside to report.

Lin Da and Erhu followed Chen Chao's example, staking their previous winnings of fifty taels along with their capital, placing a hundred taels each.

Yang Liu's tears fell uncontrollably; she felt a sense of ease and release she had never experienced in all these years.

Yet these men—all fifteen thousand Huizhou iron cavalry—had actually been defeated by the Second Young Master they had known of. How could this be possible? Not a single person dared to believe it.

A stone carving left behind by a patriarch-level figure, and one twenty times larger than the numerous stone carvings in the Ancient Phoenix City—its value could well be imagined.

He still showed no intention of avoiding me, tapping away right in front of my face to compose a text message and sending it off.

"Senior Sister, I've kept you waiting for a long time." Lu Hu felt somewhat guilty. When he was undergoing the trials of the Chaotic Spirit Heavenly Venerate, he had left Ye Xue trapped here for three full years, something he truly had not anticipated.

Even though my heart was as hard as a boulder, the exhaustion and profound fatigue laced within his voice struck my heart like an uncontrollable hammer, potent enough to shake and soften me.

Had Li Zheyu not met me, he would have become a heavenly superstar. Yet in the end, he was utterly ruined by me.

He was different from them; he had been personally favored by the Prince, possessed formidable martial arts skills, and his mother had once been saved by the Prince. Driven by a deep sense of gratitude and a desire to repay the kindness, he had come to the Prince's estate to serve as the Princess Consort's warding-off-misfortune spouse.

In truth, everything that needed checking had already been checked once before, but Jiang Yiran insisted that I go through every single item once more.

"Protect her," the Empress instructed. She knew what he valued most, and she knew his vulnerable spot that he cared for above all else.

Witnessing this hair-raising spectacle, the cultivators present no longer dared to linger; they frantically unleashed their movement techniques and fled along with Lu Hu.