Volume 1, Chapter 42: The Fraudulent Fairy

Jing Chuan felt dizzy, stars dancing before her eyes as she leaned against the wall. Having wandered all afternoon, she was already famished, and now, exhaustion, thirst, and hunger weighed heavily upon her. Night had fallen, and everything she looked at seemed like food.

She had forbidden Han Bing from accompanying her, so he could only follow in secret. The cities near the Imperial Capital were formidable, and no demonic creatures dared to venture this deep. The route Zi Menghan took diverged from that of the main army; as she flew, the air below was thick with baleful energy, filled with incessant roars and the faint, haunting sounds of screams.

"Sister..." He was overcome with uncontrollable emotion. The angel who had visited his dreams for countless nights now descended gracefully into his arms, awaiting his affection.

Who would have thought that this apprenticeship would last ten years? During this time, despite the strict discipline of Daoist Huairou, he still managed to get into his fair share of trouble.

"I wonder which lucky soul will be graced by the light-element essence," Sikong Wuji sighed.

"Yes!" Zhao Ling finally spoke. What shocked Duan Ye, however, was that Zhao Ling’s voice was incredibly raspy, sounding deeply unsettling, like a dull blade sawing through flesh.

Behind the door, the burly man holding Liu San instinctively let go, grabbed the heavy door bolt that had fallen to the floor, and swung it wildly at Ke Han.

In truth, the Black Demon Sect would not have joined this war if not for An Yizheng holding absolute power. Now that An Yizheng was dead, they naturally had no intention of continuing their assault on the Five Wanderer Sect.

Before the words had even faded, a figure flashed before Jing Chuan. Grabbing the youth from Fan Zhi’s grasp by the collar, the man gathered Seal Energy in his left hand and struck a fierce blow to the boy’s chest.

"Ten Thousand Strikes of Wild Thunder!" Wu Jing pressed his palms together, raised two fingers, and shouted as he changed his hand seals. Behind him, purple-black lightning crackled and surged upward.

It was no wonder Dr. Zhang had misunderstood. There were so few masters in the Marquis’s estate, and she was the only one with a motive to harm Xiao Ximing, given that she and Xiao Ximing’s biological mother were bitter enemies.

The guard was stunned by Xie Siqing’s words. He had never expected anyone to be unafraid of Princess Anping. Everyone knew that the people of Prince Rong’s estate walked with impunity through the Imperial City; whoever dared to utter a word of dissent could expect to never see the sun rise again.

Gao Chong arranged for Dazhu to investigate the status of the fluorite mines, requiring the household to reorganize the excavation of these pits. All high-grade fluorite was to be separated and polished into jewelry. Those with a distinct sheen were to be kept as family heirlooms, to be handled later depending on the circumstances.

Thus, the momentum on their side weakened slightly, while ours grew.

Even as people drifted in and out of her life, and those she cherished departed, as long as he was by her side, she harbored no resentment.

Consort Yan wore a chrysanthemum-blue dress with fine-lined silk. The treasure-blue kingfisher-feather hairpin in her hair was a gift he had bestowed upon her for her thirtieth birthday. Even the angle of her bow was identical to what it had always been; the only difference was that the eyes, which once held infinite tenderness for him, were now cold as ice.

"I am fine." When Mutef looked at Ning Fuchen, his face was full of guilt. From this expression alone, Ning Fuchen understood much.

"What is on your mind? Can you tell Mother?" She had thoughts? This had never happened before, Gao Chong’s mother mused.

What she did not know was that after she fell asleep, Nangong Tian entered. Waving for the maid who was about to pay respects to withdraw, he walked straight to Jiang Xinyu’s bedside, treading lightly for fear of waking her.

General Carter strolled outside. Upon seeing the Gulu soldiers on patrol wearing thick protective suits, he looked at his own military uniform and felt a profound sense of disparity.

As the Deputy Director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and the actual person in charge of the city-wide crackdown on "market bullies and gangs," it was impossible for him to handle every single matter personally.

Although he was younger than the others, no one felt it was inappropriate for him to stand at the head of the group. His appearance was handsome, yet this handsomeness contained a unique, mellow, and world-weary aura of slaughter.

She was biting on a cola straw, shaking her head as she looked around in boredom. When she saw a couple lost in a passionate kiss at the height of their intimacy, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly turned her head away.

"Perhaps they are trying to blackmail us?" The Crown Prince frowned. He also felt that Bavaria’s behavior this time was highly unusual.

Seeing that even Ten Directions Annihilation could not help but speak up, He Feng realized just how desperate the players were for mounts.

The sky was now densely packed with flying monsters. Except for those with immense strength like Wang Yan, who could barely break through, everyone else had no choice but to head toward the sea if they wanted to survive.

A receptionist bringing up the interference in another country's internal affairs—that was likely something Mu Yang had just made up; Minister Yang would certainly never say such a thing.

Seeing that Grette would not take the bait, Yayun immediately changed the subject. Perhaps this was her true goal all along.

The thing that made Tengchong most famous, however, was jadeite. Thanks to its unique geographical and transport advantages, Tengchong became the earliest, largest, and longest-running jadeite distribution center in Chinese history, earning the prestigious title of "City of Jade."

This place was the symbol of the spirit of the East Sea criminal police, a memory fused into the very blood of the city. Yet, few knew of the DNA biological evidence laboratory within the Criminal Investigation Corps, and media reports on it were few and far between.