Chapter Forty: Heading Down to the Fields

"Is everything well with you, Concubine?" Zhao Guoji inquired.

"Thanks to your help, big brother, otherwise I fear I would still be stuck in the mire, unable to free myself." Qin Mingyue knew full well that the arrival of the Prince Gong's mansion representatives was inseparable from Zhao Guoji's efforts behind the scenes; otherwise, who would have spared a second glance for a concubine in the inner courtyard?

"You speak too heavily, Concubine. We are family, and you are my sister. As your brother, I would naturally never abandon you, especially since the Zhao family's current standing owes so much to your assistance," Zhao Guoji began, seeing Qin...

Rather than leaving one or two to run back and stir up trouble, it was better to simply slaughter all those with impure intentions at once.

These individuals had already ascended once before; it was impossible for them to be summoned again by a higher realm like the Spirit World or the Demon Realm after their cultivation returned to the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm. Those who descended from the Spirit World must traverse dangerous spatial nodes to return.

The cannon fire, crashing into their eardrums like rolling thunder, shattered their souls. Many felt their legs go weak and collapsed onto the ground, while more scrambled away from the pier on their hands and feet.

The contours of the facial features were becoming increasingly delicate and fluid; both the bone structure and the skin were perfect to the extreme.

Because of this, the properties gained from gemstone enchanting were highly restricted by the materials, making the variety of magical items produced less extensive than those made by other enchanting methods.

"Hey, do you think these things were sent by other subordinate departments?" Chen Xun asked.

Finding no valuable spoils on the Turin people, Pei Ze realized they didn't even possess spatial artifacts, carrying only dry rations and some currency from the Turin plane, which were useless to him.

Jiang Jixue and Bai Yanfeng were about to step forward to greet Fan Yi, but seeing Fan Yi waving his hands vigorously to stop them, they could only watch from afar.

The bandage behind her head was soaked with blood, and her mouth was stained with it too—some from the split skin after being slapped by Madam Su, and some from when she had bitten Madam Su’s arm.

Without a word of explanation, Fan Yi retracted his fist and immediately smashed it against another relief sculpture, the blood being refined and absorbed by the sculpture in the same manner.

Taking out the parchment and shaking it open, Ye Xiaofeng was suddenly filled with excitement after a careful look.

One after the other, when the two stepped out of the tall disciple's courtyard, a crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle. Seeing them emerge, the onlookers scattered in a flash, as frightened as mice seeing a cat.

The water and towel were right there; after a simple rinse, Li Qianqiu wiped her face dry.

Xue Muqing remained silent for a moment before continuing, "I was supposed to be married into his family two years ago, but it was set aside precisely because of this matter."

Living, breathing people passed right by them, yet they felt nothing at all, as if the person were merely a wandering soul, devoid of any weight.

The sheer, see-through outfit left everything clearly visible, with nothing but the sexy lace-trimmed lingerie underneath. The black transparent garment wrapped around her body, adding an extra touch of ultimate allure.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that no matter what, Lord Cui would not be able to help me this time.

"You have no experience operating a fishing boat, and I'm worried," Tatana said, frowning as she looked toward the bow of the boat.

"Heh, good. Step out of line and come to the front." Sun Chao felt a bit bewildered, but he strode toward the front nonetheless. He belonged to Qian An's squad and was an excellent disciple whom Qian An favored; when the inquiry was made earlier, he had shouted that name with all his might.

As Liu Qi and the others talked, they noticed Deacon Li's expression was somewhat strange, and gradually, their own expressions turned suspicious.

That place was not far from Lu Chen, less than a thousand meters away. When Lu Chen arrived, the area was deserted; on the bubbling swamp, a badly damaged Dimensional Destroyer was slowly sinking.