Chapter Eighty-Nine

The next day, Qing Wan escorted Old Master Chen and his grandson home, then set out for Tenghe to purchase fabrics for tailoring. While San Yuexue practiced her skills in her room, Jiang Xian drove the carriage to see them off, and Bai Li Nuyun took Zao’er along for the journey as well.

Du Leng repeatedly insisted he didn’t dare, but escorted Ye Bai upstairs anyway. When Ye Bai told him to make himself at home, Du Leng happily scampered off to the inner quarters to share the good news with his wife and son.

Thus, the most suitable people for Huang Youliang to hire against Yang Qi were the assassins from Water Moon Tower. Those who made a move against Yang Qi in the chaotic Cloud Forest were all formidable, and they took great risks in doing so—only a reward of one hundred million silver taels could persuade them.

Though the distance was far, Qiling translated their conversation and relayed it, so Summer could hear every word clearly, holding out hope for survival.

The head wolf’s words were blunt, almost an insult to me. If I truly wished to cling to life, would I need to refuse their demands?

“All your techniques are mere tricks before me.” As he spoke, his right hand made a crushing gesture in the air.

He was in such a sorry state now that he could not allow others to see him. Moreover, what he said was equally pitiable and contained secrets of great importance—these could not be overheard. If such words were to spread, not only would his own reputation suffer, but so too would the name of Water Moon Tower.

The so-called Pandora’s Box was a forty-inch metal case, filled with blood moths from the Snow Realm Star and the spores of the Soaring Mushroom.

At these words, Yang Xiang squatted down, brushing aside fallen leaves and vines on the ground, and in moments, several broken swords appeared before them.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a whistling descended from the sky, followed by a series of explosions, one after another. Whatever kind of zombie it was, all were blasted apart in the chaos.

These pink diamonds were released globally in a limited edition of ten. The value of this release lay not in the rarity of the stones themselves, but in the fact that all ten were cut from a single large pink diamond. In this way, the ten rings were both individual pieces and parts of a whole.

“Regardless of rank or status, every life is precious. Your Highness, what right do you have to take a life so wantonly?” Tang Meng questioned earnestly, displeased with his callous disregard for human life.

Fu Chengjue noticed Qin Huan’s rapid breaths, saw tears falling as she smoked, and immediately released her wrist, reaching out to brush the hair from her face.

“All right, go to the kitchen and prepare something for the princess to eat. She hasn’t had much since she woke early this morning,” Bai Yiyi said softly.

Li Xiao let out a long sigh—he had won his gamble. In that instant, they didn’t fire their guns. If they missed this moment, Li Xiao could turn the tables and seize the initiative.

“Mother, Ran Hua is my consort. I dare not hope you’ll treat her as you do Yiyi, but as her elder, please don’t harbor any ill will. She is, after all, your daughter-in-law,” said Xi Menhao.

Since they had already formed an alliance, Miao Miao and Zhao Yuhuan no longer argued as fiercely as before, but went down to the kitchen with Li Lufei to prepare for the day’s gathering.

Tsk, tsk. Who would have thought that after so long without seeing his naked body, he would have grown even more robust and attractive? Too bad he was wrapped in an annoying white bath towel, or there might be even more to admire.

“Zi Mo, you know you can’t argue with me. If you don’t speak up, we really will be late,” Mu Si said with a gentle smile. What he wanted to know never failed to come to him.

As Lei Yu’s body shifted lightly, the great tree behind him instantly turned to dust, and the ground melted away.

Watching Qin Langye sit silently at the bedside, Yun Shuangqing put down her towel, walked over, and gently lifted his head to meet his gaze.

I looked around me—this seemed to be the hotel lobby, crowded with people.

“Don’t worry, we’ve kept people outside gathering information. As soon as there’s news of Wu Lun, we’ll report back immediately,” said Gong Qing.

Had they not been bound by their master’s orders, they might have leapt straight down the mountain.

“Now, tell me—who sent you here?” Yun Shuangqing pressed her palms together, scrutinizing those around her.

The smile vanished from the crown prince’s face, replaced by a dark gloom. What nonsense was Yun Caiwei spouting? She’d been locked up the whole time—how could she possibly have seen him conspiring with anyone?

Lord Shen thought that, were it not for his daily attendance at court and his dedication to duty, he might almost have believed Prince Jingzhao’s words.

At that moment, the sound of running water from the bathroom abruptly stopped. Zhang Shangjin, rubbing his hair dry, stepped out, water still dripping onto the floor.

“If we don’t do this… Jin Liangbao will kill us all…” I said, feeling my body temperature rise even higher.

Ancient artifact forgers always followed the path of refining energy; arts, swordsmanship, magical tools, and elixirs were all considered side disciplines, rarely studied in depth.

Qingluo had a pleasant taste—the favorite food of the male mitten crab. Thus, it thought Ling Xiao and his companions would surely enjoy it as well.

All the menial disciples aboard the Cloud Soaring Vessel perished when it was damaged, but Li Fengtai protected the remaining disciples and led them by sword into the forests beside Quanli Lake.

Li Yunchen accepted the formation platform without hesitation. With this old fox, any advantage was worth taking.

Attention! Attention! Combine your efforts to save the rice measure! The five senior hosts of the competition burst forth with energy, converging from five directions in hot pursuit.