Chapter 35: The Maternal Uncle Who Pocketed My New Year’s Money (Please Vote)

The Marquis of Guangling returned to his estate and, upon seeing Du Yu approaching, was so incensed that he struck him across the face.

"Look at the mess you've made!"

Du Yu was stunned by the blow, but dared not speak. After chasing after him to clarify the sequence of events, he too was left dumbfounded. No matter how unruly the Du family had been in the past, Yan Bei would at most summon them for a reprimand, never intervening in their affairs. This time, they had kept as low a profile as possible, ensuring their influence over the He and Zhang families was barely visible. How could this happen?

It was less a matter of suppressing the Eight Extremes Formation and more about pinning down that jade talisman. The yin and yang energies within the Taiji Bell surged incessantly, its tolling echoing without end. Yet, the jade talisman remained unmoved, lying silently in place to sustain the entire formation.

In truth, after Li Ye tampered with the provincial examinations, Zhang Juzheng felt a pang of regret. Such schemes might be advantageous if successful, but should any error occur, the repercussions would be severe. Alas, by the time he sought to stop it, everything was already too late.

It was not that Wang Fang did not care whether Li Zhong lived or died; rather, having witnessed Li Zhong's capabilities, he did not believe any accident would befall him. As for Li Zhong’s absence for several days, Wang Fang assumed he might be searching for treasures like the Millennium Vermilion Fruit, or perhaps he was busy skinning and gutting a python to enjoy a feast.

Naturally, while there was no favorable impression, there was little negative sentiment either, as the two sides had never truly interacted.

Yuan Hong strode forward aggressively and struck the youth with a single blow, leaving him hovering between life and death. He then turned to attack the other two, bursting forth at ten times the speed of sound, leaving not even a blur behind.

Du Ziping frowned. Extending his right hand, a mass of flames flew out—the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire. The middle-aged man was proficient in subduing demons with divine thunder; the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Blood Beast Transformation was useless, and he dared not wield the Scarlet Blood Banner. Thus, for now, this was his final trump card.

Lunch had concluded, and as they packed their things to depart, Ba suddenly proposed a visit to the Gloomy Forest.

That hand struck first despite moving later, slapping down toward Liu Zhaoxing’s chest. Crack! Crack! Liu Zhaoxing heard the sound of his own ribs shattering. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his lapels, before falling lightly onto the arena floor.

"Zhong Yu, oh Zhong Yu, if you die, you cannot blame me. Blame only yourself for insisting on such a deep investigation. To protect myself, I had no choice but to utilize the power of the Tatars." At this thought, Liu Yingji could not help but admire Li Jue, the man who had conceived this strategy of borrowing a knife to kill.

Li Zhaoyuan was finally free from the constraints of the sonic cannon, and feeling quite at ease, he felt no fear of the monster’s head pursuing him. He could simply escape into his Sumeru Ring’s pocket dimension and vanish into the void, leaving the monster’s head with no recourse.

Hearing Chu Xiangsi speak in such a manner, the hatred and fury in Gu Wenliu’s eyes ignited in an instant.

Meanwhile, the usual trolls emerged to gloat and predict the pair’s downfall. Compounded by paid agitators hired by unknown parties, rumors about Ji Yanmo and Zheng Xiaoyue were being spread frantically.

Lin Nuannuan’s words sounded ordinary and were spoken softly, but to the ears of Lin Kun and his son, they were no less than a thunderclap.

The blood at the corner of her mouth, gradually drying, melted into a faint crimson streak, yet she remained entirely unresponsive.

At that moment, Mu Yang was also frozen in astonishment. He never imagined that the prestigious President Xiao would personally tell the interviewer to make him a formal employee at the Xiao Group headquarters.

However, she would not ask. She was exhausted and deathly sleepy; since he was not continuing, she simply snuggled into his embrace and closed her eyes to sleep.

Dong'er dared not finish her sentence. Su Yinyin might have seemed careless, but she was actually very meticulous. If she acted this way, she must have had her own reasons.