Chapter 36

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But before long, Fu Hetai retreated back into the main hall, his expression flustered, his body even trembling slightly.

Let us just wait and see; I, Hu Weiyong, refuse to believe that I will let you lot turn the world upside down in the future.

"Do not listen to Yuqi’s nonsense. I have said it before: as long as you are obedient, you will always be Mrs. Bo." He never once considered divorce when he married her.

Because it was the residence of the Prince of Yecheng, it was cleaned daily even when unoccupied, so the palace was immaculate everywhere.

But now, Swallowing Heaven no longer held hostility toward Shanting; that flash of burning anticipation it just displayed was merely a desire to spar with him.

Having said this, she took hold of Bai Luochen’s arm, examined it left and right, and then, with a swift pull and push, set the dislocated joint back into place.

Chen Mo pondered this and realized it was true; the wounded would not recover as conveniently here as they would back in Dragon City, where there were more people and abundant supplies. Sending the wounded soldiers away would also free up the medics to prepare for the next battle. With that, he nodded.

The sound waves surged outward like ocean tides. The eardrums of some warriors with cultivation below the Thousand Spirit Realm were instantly ruptured by the sonic force. Xuan Yue still remembered vividly just how ruthlessly Qiao Fang had forced her and how venomous her methods had been that day.

After the middle-aged woman picked up the gold coin in wild delight, she pulled the noodle out of her nose and stuffed it back into her mouth.

Bo Junyan, who was holding Mu Huan, began to make a scene, burying his head to kiss her. Seeing the surrounding people looking toward them and not wanting her husband to be unable to face anyone tomorrow, Mu Huan had no choice but to take him upstairs.

No wonder this fellow Wu Qing could be so arrogant; it turns out his backing is powerful enough to rival the Gu family.

Everyone looked toward the person who had spoken with astonishment, and upon seeing him, they could not help but reveal expressions of surprise.

A man reached up and removed his bamboo hat, revealing his true face.

***

To think that at the very moment I awoke, both an immortal and a mortal had already attained the foundation of a sword immortal.

With the two great elders defeated one after another, the Salt Gang lost their spirit. The salt envoys, judging their own martial arts to be on par with the two elders, realized that if the elders had been defeated so miserably, they would be no match for the opponent even if they fought. They looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do.

At the same time, a servant behind had already collapsed. Evidently, Zhang Nan was lucky enough to only have his sleeve torn, while the flying cross-shaped plum blossom hidden weapon, carrying the remainder of its powerful momentum, had pierced the chest of an unsuspecting servant behind him.

Crown Prince Yanqing was expanding a massive restoration base centered in Jinling—the "Yangtze River Base." At this moment, he was contacting the chivalrous outlaws along the Yangtze River, forming broad alliances, and waiting for an opportunity to fight his way back to the Dali Kingdom to overthrow the current regime and realize his dream of becoming emperor.

"There is much you do not know. Before Shadow passed, he mentioned to me that 'Look' is actually an unfinished work. It only possesses the basic functions of level-one intelligence, yet it holds infinite future possibilities."

Today, the social status of Sun Xi and his group was exceptionally high. Initially, everyone was in awe of him, but as time passed and they became familiar with his temperament, they were no longer afraid. As long as one did not provoke Sun Xi, he was just an ordinary person—laughing and joking, with no regard for rank.

Su Rong pushed Tang Zheng out of the room, skillfully rolled up her sleeves, and began to tidy up the messy house.

Xuan Yi looked at her with a touch of helplessness, yet he found great pleasure in her speaking to him this way—a little willful, like a spoiled child. A smile played on his lips as he suddenly took off his cloak, handed it to Liu Chengzhi beside him, and slowly, step by step, walked past every tombstone.

Regardless of the other party's motives, they were already so late that Lin Jingyi did not feel they needed to wait any longer.

Once on the street, it was only two blocks to the Judicial Office. The reason they had taken a liking to these premises back then was precisely because they were close to the Judicial Office.

Especially when she saw He Lifeng sitting beside Murong Xin, her brow furrowed even deeper.

Sun Ruan'er looked at her with tear-filled eyes, ignorant and bewildered, unable to understand what she was trying to do.

Ren Quansheng frowned in dissatisfaction, but in the end, he nodded, effectively agreeing.

***

Originally, no one in the base had ever seen Baili Yuanye come out of his room to dine with everyone, so people assumed he did not eat or drink.

"Sit down, let’s discuss serious matters!" Ouyang Yuanye sat down beside Lin Yunxi and pointed to the foot of the bed.

"Your Highness, was that Master Yuan just now?" Zilan looked around, and not seeing Yuanye’s figure, asked anxiously.

Talariqin pressed the space bracelet on her wrist, made a selection, and projected a video onto the wall.

The four people behind Zhang Yu did not look very well; even though most of them were innocent, being suspected in such a manner was still uncomfortable.

What sprite did not know that the most mischievous and teasing sprite had low combat ability? How could it possibly be a match for a fire sprite?

Chen Lin took a bus to the vicinity of Dili Hongdu. Just as he was about to walk over, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He hid behind a tree and looked inside, only to see reporters lingering there. He didn't need to think twice to know they were looking for him. Chen Lin thought to himself, could there be some mistake? He was neither a celebrity nor a big shot; was it really necessary to go to such lengths?

Just imagine: a world-class fighter, in order to make weight for a lower weight class, was willing to strip naked in public. And yet, this fellow Chen Lin actually said he didn't care about weight classes at all. Can you blame the members of the Free Combat Club for being furious?

Yun Chen scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Shen, you don't need to thank me. This is what I should do." As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Siyu, who was standing to the side with a bright smile.

"Pay three hundred thousand first; there will be more to pay later." Jiang Mei looked at the "I am a poor man" expression on Shen Yuanxiong's face, and a sense of superiority welled up in her heart. When she said this, the mockery in her eyes could no longer be concealed, and her voice became sharp.