Chapter 30: Shopping

Xu Shiji sighed softly, for he did not approve of the strategy to defend the west while attacking the east. He knew that Yu Ming was far more difficult to deal with than Wang Shichong, and such a move would risk the danger of fighting a war on two fronts.

The person sitting under the lamplight was none other than the Empress, and the one holding the lantern beside her was an old eunuch. Run'er did not recognize him, but Eunuch Ping knew him well—it was Fifth.

The brilliant sun sank low, having witnessed the end of the farce. Within the Xiaoyao Sect, the news of Li Ning's affair had caused an absolute uproar.

Luo Xi pulled Fei Yu down to kneel, reciting the vows: "First bow to Heaven and Earth, second bow to the high hall, third bow to each other." Once the ceremony was complete, Luo Xi picked up a teacup as if to offer tea, then handed a cup to Fei Yu, signaling for him to offer his own.

Leng Yu looked up into the Ninth Prince’s eyes. Although his congratulations had been directed at Yu Wei, she knew they were truly meant for her.

Fei Yu caught the collapsing Luo Xi. "Xi'er, Xi'er, what is wrong? Are you alright?" His raw emotions and deep anxiety were fully exposed. Fei Yu did not notice, nor did the unconscious Luo Xi, nor did anyone else see.

Yet, as the days passed, through the repetition of various scenes, his memory showed no signs of returning. However, he discovered that his indifferent heart was gradually beginning to change.

"Junhao, if you heard her story, you would surely understand and accept her." Chen Qiang’s eyes gleamed with a rare tenderness, like a lost child who had found his kin and returned to a warm home.

"It seems you are also a cultivator?" Li Daniu found Huang Shilai to be to his liking and could not help but want to chat more with him.

In this world, only Zhang Jingyun possessed spiritual energy; naturally, it was Zhang Jingyun who had infused it into his body, meaning he was the one who had assassinated the Chongzhen Emperor.

The core area was where the Fire-Dragon Daoist meditated in seclusion. It was the only fourth-grade spiritual field of the Golden Sword Sect, where the medicinal herbs planted were all rare treasures. Only a few people, such as the Fire-Dragon Daoist and the Sect Leader, were permitted to set foot there.

"Compared to the prey on land, the prey in the sky seems much more amusing." Liu Wanbai’s gaze drifted past Mo Qing to look at the man flying in the sky.

Inside the carriage, Shen Qingwu leaned against a soft pillow placed behind her, eating a fresh orange she had just picked. Her mouth was filled with the sweet and tart juice, and she felt immensely satisfied. Tilting her head, she spoke in a relaxed and fearless tone to the scowling Gu Jingfeng beside her.

Once the Allied Forces breached the capital, the Empress Dowager would flee. In the ensuing panic, with so many people and eyes about, she would not be able to bring many guards with her.

"What is the meaning of this?" Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes, remaining calm, though a sense of foreboding stirred in his heart.

From another perspective, it could only be unleashed on Ten-Thousand Medicine Island; once away from the island, it was no different from an ordinary spell.

The seven swords of the Yu brothers were broken, and their sword formation had been shattered by a single person. The four of them lay on the ground, breathless.

Worried that what she held was still not enough to repay the debt of gratitude, Liu Ru was desperate to divulge everything she knew. She had transcribed a thick stack of papers, sharing every bit of her knowledge without holding anything back.

The wheat in the fields had reached maturity, and some had even been harvested to make room for new seedlings. In an instant, it was all destroyed.

The two police officers responsible for detaining Gu Mengyao, fearing she might escape, had tied her hands behind the chair with rope before leaving. When Chu Haoran and his companions entered, Gu Mengyao was struggling incessantly, trying to free her hands.

In those few dozen seconds, both sides appeared calm, yet their hearts were churning with countless thoughts, and fragmented memories drifted through the air.

"Stammering? You must have a secret! Tonight, I shall punish you and wring you dry until there is nothing left," Sissina giggled, tugging at her clothes.

Every time he reached that point, his soul power felt as though it lacked the strength to continue, unable to properly guide his body upward. When he fell back and examined his sea of consciousness, he found that only about thirty percent of his soul power remained.

The night sky was a deep, dark blue, scattered with a few brilliant, shimmering stars. A slender crescent moon hid behind a light mist, its radiance greatly diminished.

Except for Li Jie’s family, who were staying in Hong Kong to accompany the Old Master and the Old Mistress for the Spring Festival, many from the Li family manor and its auxiliary houses had arrived.

Chu Haoran nodded to himself. It seemed the Ministry of Health was prepared for war at any moment. Both of these items were intended for wartime use; our country was finally about to show its strength.

The molten landscape, spanning thousands of miles, had long since dried and solidified. The air was extremely parched, as if all moisture had been evaporated, yet in the center of the thousands of miles of lava, brilliant and wondrous lights radiated above a massive crater spanning dozens of miles.

Qiao Qing thought about it and turned her fist into an open palm, resting it on his shoulder. "Humph..." Her voice was soft and carried no threat at all.

Though the Kui Bear, with less than one layer of his Heavenly Melody strength remaining, tried his best to dodge the giant, looming phantom hand, it was ultimately in vain. An invisible shackle pinned him firmly in place, and no matter how he struggled, he remained unable to move.

A flash of grief crossed the machine gunner's eyes. He was a veteran who had participated in several battles; he had grown accustomed to seeing companions he had trained and eaten with just the day before lie dead before him.

The group felt fury over the deaths of the hundred-plus soldiers, but they were even more incensed by the loss of the twenty-plus innocent civilians.

Lin Yucheng said, "It is normal that you have not heard; she is currently in detention and there have been no media reports. No one in the Lin family is truly willing to save her now. In a desperate situation, we can only abandon her."

Suddenly, the black chaotic sword energy surged forth again, striking directly at the White-Haired Demon Elder’s neck without the slightest mercy.

Upon hearing this, Boss Ma was naturally displeased, but as he looked up at Boss Huo’s darkened face, he nodded with keen insight.