Chapter 85: Malicious Report! Li Junsheng Exudes Wickedness!

Section Chief Zhou flattered Li Junsheng, praising him for his humility, and seemed intent on extolling him to the skies. Li Junsheng merely laughed and demurred, refusing to buy into Zhou’s flattery.

This Section Chief Zhou thought that if he could make Li Junsheng so dizzy with praise that he lost his bearings, he might be able to coax the admission quota for the University of Electromechanics from him. But Li Junsheng was not about to fall for such tricks.

Tian Lan was not a selfless man, but neither was he selfish. He would not trade another’s life for his own, especially not at the expense of those closest to him.

Zhao Yun seized on a single flaw and launched seven consecutive attacks. Zhang Xiu could no longer fend him off; Zhao Yun’s spear point stopped just half an inch from Zhang Xiu’s throat. Zhang Xiu stood there, gripping his own spear, stunned. His vaunted spear technique had not lasted even ten bouts against a true master—how could such a blow not leave a shadow on the heart of a young man?

Because of their prior agreement, although Li Huaitang’s words bordered on taking advantage, Liu Shangyue found it hard to argue. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she averted her gaze, unwilling to meet Li Huaitang’s teasing expression.

After resolving the issue of demonic influence, master and disciple enjoyed a life of great contentment. Ling Yu’s talent for cultivation was nothing short of astonishing; no matter the subject, as long as the Elder Xuanji offered the slightest hint, he would grasp it completely. In those days, Elder Xuanji was secretly proud—though much effort was spent, he had gained an excellent disciple.

Qingxiu stepped forward, snatched the reins from Lord Teng’s hand, and prepared to leave. The nearby soldiers of the Tiger-Leap Army, dressed in identical uniforms, nudged the three of them aside, clearly not regarding Qingxiu as anyone of consequence.

Coming to inspect business—why here? Guests or superiors were always received in the large office across the way.

When Ouyang Fu opened his eyes, it was the middle of the night again. He stared at the amber shadow cast on the ceiling for a long while before he realized he was in Chu Yun’s room at the old Xiao family estate. He swallowed, his feverish throat parched, and with some effort turned his stiff neck to see Chu Yun asleep, slumped over the desk beside him.

Just then, Master Wu Ye looked up meaningfully. Though separated by dozens of miles, the two exchanged glances across the distance; in that instant, it was as if lightning cracked between them. Both trembled slightly, and almost simultaneously, each averted their gaze.

In a fleeting moment, the Blood Shadow was yanked from the stone layers, breaking free of Lu Hui’s entanglement. With a muffled grunt, his body flickered into a beam of light and leapt up, coming to stand beside Blood Shadow and Ziwei.

Ouyang Fu clenched his fists, the muscles in his face twitching. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

“If Zhao Wanqing is the princess’s reincarnation, then she should know the reason,” Gu Meng said coolly.

Pei Yueyue sighed, halted her steps, and continued gazing elsewhere, paying no attention to the road ahead. By the time she realized someone was rushing toward her and tried to dodge, it was already too late.

Those still alive around them could hardly believe what they saw. To them, Murong Taibai was nothing less than a deity. But now, this god had been destroyed—along with all their hope.

Ye Tianyu knew perfectly well what he was doing, and he was keenly aware that his hands were stained with the blood of many. Yet this was a road destined to be paved in blood.

When Zhu Huang left, the room instantly fell silent, broken only by the chirping of birds and the rustle of wind in the leaves outside.

“Ah… Lord Nai Luo actually slept in so late today?” Murmuring to herself, Xiao Nagisa sat up in bed.

“Then why didn’t you come looking for me?” Li Wuxin broke free from Ling Jing’s embrace, lifted her head, and met his violet eyes.