Chapter 60: Instigating Discord

Unwarranted favors always harbor ulterior motives.

She instantly became alert.

Li Yao's tone grew even gentler, "Third Sister-in-law, do try this tea and these pastries. See if they suit your taste."

After she spoke, Qiao Xianglan remained silent for a moment, not making a move right away. This reaction, in Li Yao's eyes, only made her look down on her even more.

She merely thought that Qiao Xianglan was ignorant and uncultured, assuming she had certainly never tasted such fine tea or eaten such exquisite pastries before.

"Eldest Sister-in-law, you should probably just tell me why you asked me to come here."

Qiao Xianglan still did not move. While Li Yao was observing her, she was also observing Li Yao.

Seeing the flash of disgust and contempt in Li Yao's eyes, she tightened her grip on the...

This cosmic storm was more than three times as violent as the one that had accompanied the apocalypse. It seemed that some elderly people with weaker spiritual power were directly reduced to brain death by the cosmic storm.

Head Constable Xu knew very well in his heart the meaning of Ding Yantian's words regarding "very limited returns"—perhaps no one understood or realized this point better than he did. Like other cultivators, he had begun practicing the Dao at the age of six, and now, after more than forty years, he had finally managed to enter the Foundation Establishment realm with extreme difficulty.

Moreover, the host bound to the Wangshu Sword was Han Lingsha, who had been cultivating for only a few days, so the sword's power had to be driven by draining her vital essence.

A bad premonition arose in Jiang Li's heart. He could not explain why, but he felt an intense unease—perhaps a terrifying situation beyond his expectations was about to occur.

"This funny face is well made, quite kawaii, hahaha..." Zhang Yifei laughed heartily, and then his gaze fixed on Old Feng, who was steering the helm.

Suddenly, the sword cultivator transformed into a silvery light and shadow, his body becoming ethereal and hazy like a wisp of silver smoke. Vaguely, the silver smoke seemed like the sword cultivator, yet unlike him, as if they were two separate entities.

"Brother Huan, why don't we give him a name? We can't just keep calling him brother and brother all the time, how awkward is that," Pigskin suggested.

"It's very neat." Scanning the surroundings and finding everything placed in an orderly fashion, Mother Lu raised the corners of her mouth in praise.

All Yu Fei could do now was obediently serve as a human power bank—the long-range wireless kind at that.

He simply never expected that the flower market in the capital was far more suited for the application of microscopic observation techniques than the antique market.

The body of the elderly King Helian instantly stiffened in the void, and life left him immediately as his primordial spirit slowly tried to break free from his glabella.

Erbao wanted to figure out whether the shopkeeper was truly asleep or just pretending, but for a moment he had no idea what to do. Although the shopkeeper was lying down, he was sleeping on his side.

"Alright! Then I'll have to trouble Brother... Feng." Calling someone twice his age brother was truly an indescribably bizarre experience.

"Kill!" Thinking of the impending merits, Zhang Qizhi instantly felt his heart burning with excitement. He raised the pair of iron hammers in his hands to meet Cao Peng in battle.

Just as Gu Du was about to turn around and climb upward, he noticed that the air in front of him looked somewhat strange. The air shimmered like heat waves radiating across a scorching desert.

However, the newspaper reports blatantly contradicted the facts, containing numerous deceptive elements. For instance, no one had witnessed the battle between Miedian and Hua Huiyue, and the fact that Fang Pengju and Lin Zheng had become vegetables was omitted from the reports, which merely stated that someone had caused a massive disturbance at Wisteria Bay.

On the other side, Jiang Yu carried one hand behind his back while gently waving the other. Countless mechanical lifeforms appeared once again to clean the battlefield, rounding up and finishing off the dark void creatures that had survived the aftermath of the shockwave.

"How audacious!" Seeing Guan Feng's fierce demeanor, [the opponent] grew even more furious, raising his saber to slash, which happened to parry Guan Feng's steel spear. Yet the formidable force transmitted through the saber blade instantly numbed both his arms, filling his heart with shock.

"The leader is dead!" With a single shout, those Yellow Turban soldiers scattered in all directions. No one had the courage to stay there. Guan Feng's demonic yet divine figure filled them with involuntary terror and dread. Apart from fleeing, they could only flee, incapable of harboring any other thoughts.

This fellow was a complete layman. How could his go-with-the-flow sword technique possibly go-with-the-flow toward a thousand flying birds?

After letting out a sigh, Lin Nan forcefully suppressed this thought deep within his heart. Then, he picked up the half-raw roasted meat by his bedside and bolted it down unchewed before crossing his legs to enter a state of meditation.

Tang Xiyao sighed and said, "It's truly whatever we fear the most that comes to pass. Brother Ye, we cannot escape this one." Ye Suiyun could not decline and stepped out from among the guests. When everyone saw that he was a person wearing an iron facial mask, they found it all the more peculiar.

It turned out that Lin Qingxue was having her period and had tossed and turned several times throughout the night. Tan Xiaoya and Jin Yun'er had taken turns keeping her company, so naturally, they could not go to Zhang Yiming's room.

Despite Ye Qingcheng's warning, Luo Hebin agreed readily with his lips, but in his heart, he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Bastard!" Liu Yuqi punched the air, and with a sense of lingering grievance, she took her mobile phone outside to verify the situation.

"If all the personnel of the Hunting Cats were under our control, we wouldn't find ourselves stretched so thin. The current situation is indeed unfavorable to us," Jin Hua said in a low voice.

As a veteran general who had commanded the Lingbei Garrison for many years, Chen Wanyun actually knew very well that as long as one approached the Great Wall, there were no large tribes to be found.

Snake Lady's brows knitted tightly together as she racked her brain. The villagers in the settlement would never betray everyone; the only person who might have leaked this secret was probably herself, given that she was always running errands outside.

"Hmph, who knows if you might do the exact opposite? Apart from Konoha, who else possesses the Sharingan?" Onoki said coldly.

"Grand Tutor Cai, what do you mean by that?" Lady Ding was startled by Cai Yong and hastily ordered someone to escort him to the main hall.

"Next time, you'd better call me Young Master Ye. Hearing my name come out of your mouth sounds truly grating," Ye璟珩 said coldly as he glared at Han Jia.

After visiting the two furthest households, they headed back in the direction of the commandery capital, arriving at the ancestral home of the Zhong clan in Changshe. Zhong Hao, one of the "Four Scholars of Yingchuan," had already passed away, and the household was now headed by his sons, Zhong Di and Zhong Fu. These two... deeply detested the eunuchs.

The two of them went back and forth, bickering as fiercely as dragons and tigers fighting, arguing to their hearts' content. They seemed evenly matched, neither willing to lose to the other.

Lady Bian was a woman of firm resolve, yet no matter how resolute she was, she never imagined that such a colossal pie would fall from the sky. When she was wandering destitute through Qiao County, she caught the eye of an official's grandson.