Volume 1, Chapter 54: The Imperial Banquet

However, by the time they arrived at the side hall of the Changle Palace to wait, it was almost down to the exact minute.

"Wukong, your master has this lingering sense of panic in my heart. Could there be demons lurking about?" Wang Yan looked up at Sun Wukong and said.

"Go... hurry up and go... cough, cough, cough..." Elder Jinchi, who had just managed to struggle to his feet, was so infuriated by Wang Yan that he nearly choked on his breath. Even with his normally placid temperament, anger was surging through him.

Amidst a chorus of gasps, the expressions of the people from the prominent Tang and Wang families in the capital shifted drastically, leaving them utterly speechless.

Wang Yan leaned against the White Dragon Horse on the ground, dozing off, while high up in the sky, Sun Wukong and Bodhisattva Lingji were locked in a fierce battle.

Hearing this, Xu Huai's expression darkened, turning exceptionally ugly. After all, his inferior cultivation was his greatest weakness, and he detested others bringing it up the most.

At this moment, we watched as she squatted down and began digging some fifteen centimeters into the soil. Seeing this, the second uncle grabbed a shovel and went over to help. A short while later, Aaliya scooped up a handful of earth.

He had even personally escorted Huan'er back to the Luanhuang Palace! Later on, when she went again, he kept asking whether Qinghuan had encountered any trouble or anything of the sort. Yet today he appeared completely indifferent—why was that?

Gathering Qi to form a sword—such a technique was something Sha Tu had never even witnessed, let alone tried to block; he had only ever heard rumors of it from various masters.

"Seven thousand years ago? The White Bone Spirit? Garuda?" The divine dragon mused, though what was truly on its mind remained unknown. Wang Yan did not dare to interrupt, and for a time, the atmosphere fell into a heavy silence.

The highly spiritual Sanhua was instantly displeased, glaring at the plump old man while letting out a low growl from its throat.

Chen Shisan let out a sigh of lament and prepared to leave, resuming his search for the traces of the [Merchant] in pursuit of his own destined opportunity.

Too lazy to grind his way up slowly, Chen Shisan naturally chose the Diamond tier directly and initiated his rank evaluation matches.

Yue Chi also explained to him the reasons why he had entrusted such a task to Sun Chengde.

Because he had always played only the mid-lane and support roles, his pool of heroes was limited, and his understanding of other positions was even scarcer. This meant he constantly had to look up information, making the writing process excruciatingly painful.

Although the situation at the base remained excellent and no ill fortunes had ever plagued it, it was always wise to prepare for the worst rather than leaving things to chance.

Jun Ruye let out a cry of pain as the residual force of the heavenly thunder coursed through his limbs. His stern face was etched with unyielding determination, especially his eyes, which shone with startling brilliance.

Chen Shisan glanced around the surroundings, produced a copper coin from his bosom, and casually spun it across his fingers.

Feng Muqing turned and walked away, stirring a gentle breeze in the air. Inside the room, Jin Changze seemed to sense the anomaly and turned his gaze toward the tightly closed lattice window.

Damn it, what was going on? Cold sweat broke out all over him in an instant—surely his Dantian hadn't shattered along with it?

In the quiet environment, the crisp clicking of the mouse was the only sound. Staring at the large "VICTORY" displayed on the screen while listening to the bickering and self-praise of the money-drain and Big Black, time seemed to drift back to how it was in the very beginning.

She had just carefully simmered a bowl of century egg and lean pork porridge for her man, intending to bring it over as a late-night snack. How could this living, breathing person suddenly die in such a miserable state?

Executing the Great Stele-Shattering Strike, a massive hand formed of true Qi pressed down from the sky, forcing the Leopard King beneath Jin Bu to collapse onto its knees with a loud thud even before the blow reached his head.

"Very well." Nodding with a smile, Jing Chuan had no fear that they would dare to renege on their debt and swallow those two taels of silver.