Chapter 56: Knowing Each Other Inside and Out

An anomaly sneaking into the Sky Tower to assassinate the Western Guardian is a serious matter, but at best it merely proves that the anomaly is immensely powerful—powerful enough to bypass the defense system of the Sky Tower itself.

A handprint bloomed across Xu Youtian's face. He wailed bitterly, yet Qin Hao did not pause, his hand continuously descending in steady succession.

I knew he was joking. If underworld soldiers were so easily acquired, they would hold no such value. Moreover, my ancestors concealed the spiritual pearls; it was impossible that there were no defenses in place.

I let out a long sigh. Within the Divine City now, the only ones capable of getting close enough for me to sense them at the last moment were Xia Ji, Bai Zishan, and their peers. Of course, there was also Li Eryiu, though he was practically an anomaly himself—there was no comparing oneself to him.

Qiao Jiaying felt a sharp, splitting pain in her head, her body extraordinarily heavy, as if she were carrying an entire mountain on her back.

Yet in less than a few days, the command structure of Hulao Pass underwent a peaceful coup. A military strategist from the North Sea was inexplicably promoted by three ranks, appointed as military counselor, grand libation, and foremost among those seated on the left by that blockhead of a grand general, He Jin. His power and influence soared to such heights that, save for He Jin alone, none could rival him.

The carriage driver, Uncle Tuck, was ignored by everyone. He wanted to ask the old matriarch about purchasing materials, only to be ruthlessly interrupted once again.

The reason the Azure Bird acted thus was that the immense, swirling vortex of seven colors was not only instantly draining away its spiritual stones, but was even attempting to plunder its demonic essence and lifelong cultivation. Had it fled any slower, it might well have been sucked dry.

Facing the man she loved so dearly, Ling Qi said nothing this time. She slowly closed her eyes, and two trails of tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes.

Facing Shucang's resentful expression, Muyuan adjusted his emotions. He had witnessed the might of this bone tower firsthand, let alone now that it had re-formed into a single entity. Even facing Shucang, whose cultivation had recovered to the peak of Foundation Establishment, he intended to contest him to the bitter end.

Yet to experience excitement, panic, agitation, and agony all at once—this was the first time.

When Li Xiuyuan walked into the living room, the old man was dropping fish food into the fish tank. Li Xiuyuan recognized the fish inside at a glance, but he could hardly believe they were being kept in a domestic tank.

Next, Shen Yi strolled around the campus with Phantom, introducing him to various campus facilities, which attracted the attention of many students.

"The eastern side... something has happened." Luka nodded, looking solemnly at the young elf.

"What is there to fear? If anyone dares to blab, just slap them to death! Besides, with a dignified King of Hell standing right here, could anyone possibly escape your palm? If you command them to die at the third watch, who would dare live until the fifth?" the Nether Throne declared tyrannically.

"Ah-Yi, are you alright? I just heard what Xiuer said. I'm so sorry, I should have been more careful. I never expected paparazzi to be sneaking around near the company," Murong Xue's rapid-fire voice poured into his ears.

He understood very well the consequences of not coming forward. After all, sensible people knew that if one did not submit to someone far stronger, death was the only remaining path. If he came forward, there might at least be a sliver of a chance of survival.

An honest, hardworking farmer, suddenly confronted with stack upon stack of banknotes—how could they not be tempted? Furthermore, the senior's parents had made it abundantly clear: no matter what Li Xin became, there was simply no possibility between her and the senior.

Wang Ba was buried in the bamboo grove behind the mountain. White Snow wanted to do something too, even though he knew he was powerless, yet he still wished to go, but was refused by Grandfather Turtle.

The waters of the outer Houhai were completely frozen, but the lake inside the courtyard, equipped with an underwater heating system, remained teeming with half-meter-long koi swimming about in comfort and contentment.

It was not the anguish brought by slaughter, but the sorrow and depression arising from the thought that his wife and children seemed to have drifted far away from him.

Faced with Qin Chen's simple, unadorned pointing finger, Hua Changfeng experienced an "illusion," feeling as though he were standing beneath the finger of a terrifying, almighty powerhouse.

For all these years, she had always believed that romantic love was often fleeting, vanishing the moment affections shifted, whereas true loyalty and righteousness could last a lifetime without ever being replaced. She had long since infused all her love for Li Longji into her steadfast fidelity, binding them together with the ties of ruler and subject, sealing their bond for a lifetime.

She slowly squatted down against the door, clutching the ring hanging from a cord around her neck, and wept silently.

At this moment, the light entity that had descended to the ground—Grash fading the white light from around his body, his slender figure swaying at the waist—wore a look of puzzlement upon his solemn face.

She was like a single pear blossom standing proudly among a thicket of peonies, exuding a lingering, intoxicating fragrance amidst the profusion. She brought an unprecedented radiance to the dreary palace, making even the chilling halls feel warm.

My recent impatience is related to not feeling well physically, but these are minor issues. The doctor said that taking medicine on time and recuperating properly for a few months will set things right. The most important thing is to relax my mind and avoid such irregular living habits.

Li Longji appeared utterly delighted on the surface, but inwardly he was extremely astonished—A-Yuan's prediction had been spot on; Auntie really did react this way. Come to think of it, was her grasp of Auntie's temperament perhaps even more precise than her grasp of his?

The Nintai Palace suited the desert rats even better than the Taijing Imperial Palace. Its architectural style was built in imitation, complete with garden landscapes, abundant flora and shaded areas, with every single palace courtyard boasting its own Taihu rockery. They were interconnected back and forth, grand enough to tunnel caves and walkways below, while above one could build pavilions to climb high and view the scenery.

For warfare is also a science, continuously developing as time progresses. How to pitch a camp and how to patrol are all matters of military strategy. Such heavily guarded and closely patrolled security was not meant for catching assassins, but for guarding against enemy raids on the camp.

A bead of sweat trickled down Xu Yu's chin. It was as though he had witnessed something utterly unimaginable.

Zhang Xiaoxiao also mentioned the matter of the house to Jianguo, since he was the eldest son of the family and ultimately had the right to know.