Volume 1, Chapter 28: Elders, I Have Been Wronged!

Yang Qingxin was quite satisfied with her current situation, careful not to draw attention or do anything excessive that might annoy her stepmother.

The disciple at the thirteenth level of Qi cultivation smiled lightly and said no more, focusing instead on treating Ling Han’s wounds.

The Huajian family’s minds became lively once again. Inside the room, the two women busied themselves with their respective tasks: the elder woman embroidered flowers on a handkerchief, while the younger mended a shoe insole stitch by stitch.

Unfortunately, the Minotaur Legion never found a chance to prove themselves in battle. Unexpectedly, Linda, who had insisted on not intervening, suddenly struck, instantly defeating five divine-grade opponents with a single move.

“Chairman Zhu commands far greater respect. Otherwise, how could he have pacified everyone with just a few words?” Liao Yong added his New Year’s greetings in agreement.

The bone spikes vibrated as waves of blood energy flowed through them into the demon’s body. Feng Yang acted like an energy hub, continuously supplying this vital force.

Suddenly, several explosions rang out simultaneously, the rumbling sound like thunder so fierce it caused ear pain.

The villagers all knew that the dazzling young master before them was the eldest son of the Ouyang family, and most regarded him with respectful deference.

After the upheaval in Rongdi, Qinghai should not have remained idle. At the very least, it should have supported its own candidate to ascend the throne. Yet, King Qinghai remained unusually silent, leaving others guessing.

As for the military funds, they were currently sufficient. Liu Feng had no need to resort to desperate measures to raise more.

In the pitch-black sky, a sudden downpour swept over the earth. Amid the sound of rain, most of Weicheng’s residents slept more soundly.

“If I put on my clothes now, wouldn’t that trouble you?” Sophie pursed her lips and retorted.

Li Zhixi was the most important person in Yong Honglian’s life, tragically killed by demons in an accident—a lingering regret known only to Huijing.

Before them, two brothers’ bodies rapidly swelled. In moments, they transformed into half-human, half-beast forms. Then, each spread their hands wide, and three beams of golden light surged fiercely from their palms.

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“My portrait of my beloved is none of your business!” The Ghost King rose from the water, his claw tearing apart the Ice Wheel, severing the telepathic connection between the two.

Looking up, the celestial fortune of the Celestial Empire condensed into a towering red pillar that pierced the clouds. Around it, a golden dragon coiled, exhaling crimson clouds that formed a vast sea of mist.

He offered no explanation, simply flipping his palm to remove a pubic bone. The Yellow Jiao’s lingering spirit leaked out slightly, swirling in Yin Feng’s hand.

When the eggs hatch, larvae emerge. These must live underground for five hundred years, gradually burrowing from the sixth earth layer upward to open pathways into the mortal realm.

“Some people, when too close to parting, gain nothing but filth,” Yuan Zhu said, her words veiled criticism.

It seemed as though something had instantly drained the person’s yang energy, leaving no chance to resist. This individual was a top-tier Yin-Yang master of Ghost rank—who could so effortlessly kill such a formidable night wanderer?

Hearing the news had come over a month ago, I immediately understood. A thought flashed through my mind: was this all a calculated move to time my arrival in Lin City?

After Jin Fengjiao recounted the events, Xun Na’s calm face showed a trace of surprise before she slowly spoke.

As I passed through the formation at the cave entrance, just as I stepped out, a deafening roar erupted outside, followed by shrill cries and the sounds of battle.

“So, the last time you were chased was actually because they wanted to capture you!” Yi Xia spoke with firm conviction. With her sharp mind, if she had reached this conclusion yet still understood nothing, that would have been truly pitiable.

Upon learning that the family branch had risen in rebellion with many royal descendants wounded or killed, the clan’s elders grew restless.

Wen Jin’s barrage of questions left me dumbfounded; I didn’t know how to answer and could only watch her choose silence.

Before the machine stood a ten-meter-long red carpet. On it was a person desperately trying to approach the machine, but doing so meant dodging a hail of arrows.

“Let’s talk.” His unexpected calmness was chilling. His lean, handsome face was covered by a thin layer of ice, expressionless—only cold indifference.

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Gu Qingnian rode ahead on her bike, while Gao Ren followed behind at an unhurried pace, escorting her safely home.

The fiery phoenix flapped its massive wings, whipping up a fierce wind that sent nearby elves tumbling from the air, each landing in a sorry state. Then, several enormous fireballs descended from the sky, smashing toward the Azure Crystal Mirror Tiger.

Murong Ruo furrowed her brows tightly as memories surged like a flood—she still felt the agony of her heart being gouged out, the horror of the corrosive corpse water eating away her fingers. Why had she not felt pain then, yet now it was unbearable, as if she wanted to tear herself apart?

Chief Steward Wei knew the Empress Dowager referred to the favored concubine. Though the Emperor paid no mind to the Empress Dowager’s nocturnal visits to Jinhua Palace, it was the favored concubine’s muttered complaints that aroused suspicion. No wall in the palace was truly soundproof; within days, the news had reached the Empress Dowager’s ears.

Originally, I thought it was a servant, but Lu Yunzhen saw the old master lean on his cane, step by step, entering the room.

Only poor Zhou Dabizi was in trouble. I had no home or occupation, so anything was negotiable. But Zhou Dabizi had both a home and a career, and was the wealthiest second-generation heir in the Xingtai region. If he were implicated, his family would face tremendous pressure.

Naturally, she dared not say this to Jimo, whose current expression was far from friendly.

Suddenly, Lu Yunzhen pulled her hand down sharply. His deep eyes darkened upon meeting something unseen.

Although Tang Xinyi was not particularly clever, she could still read the situation. Realizing she had misspoken, she quickly shrank back, falling silent.

Once she left, Qiao Yibo’s smile vanished instantly. A coldness never seen before flickered in his eyes. Lying on the bed, he stared coldly at the ward door, motionless, his thoughts unknown.