Fifty Whales

Feng Qi looked over and indeed saw an oasis, but as the bugs piled up, the shadows of the oasis grew increasingly faint.

"Boss, don't take those rumors to heart. I completely trust you," Lu Qi said.

"Very well, let us assume this concubine is ignorant and ill-informed. However, the identities of these two still need to be investigated. Guards, take them to the celestial prison!" the Empress commanded with a wave of her hand.

"It's fine, it won't cost much. Let me rest for a moment and we'll leave," Yang Ming said, taking Huimin down the mountain. Huimin was about Yang Ming's age and hadn't been down the mountain in a long time. Naturally, she was thrilled to be accompanying Yang Ming now.

At that moment, backup hospital security guards also arrived and dragged the few men away from the testing department.

"Oh my, it's neither a holiday nor my birthday, why send jewelry?" Madam Su appeared quite pleased.

Hearing this, Xiangxiang felt a breath of fresh air seep into her throat. Then, the grip tightly choking her neck slowly loosened. Having escaped death by a hair's breadth, Xiangxiang weakly collapsed onto the pillow, gasping for air and coughing incessantly.

Li Qin finally felt relieved. He had thought his elder sister was going to spend silver on some gift. Besides, what kind of fine things were lacking in a chief historian's household? Given how difficult things were for his elder sister nowadays, there was no need to waste that silver.

Gu Xiyan could not care about much else. She hastily paid her respects to Madam Wei, took the lacquer tray, and entered the outer chamber.

Hearing this, Ye Ling's brows knitted into a deep frown. She now seriously doubted whether she had been too heavy-handed yesterday, directly knocking this fat man foolish.

During this period, while Shen Antong devised ways to fish for information and recorded the conversation, Huangfu Li was similarly "reverse-fishing" for information from her without leaving a trace. Afterwards, taking the initiative, he instructed Tantai Jing to hand the edited recording over to their mentor and report her, stating, "Shen Antong still retains her own thoughts and is not completely under control."

After all, the soldiers under his command were the elite of the Beast Clan. Even in terms of combat experience and the number of times they had been to the battlefield, not even General Qingwei, the commander-in-chief of this army, could compare to them.

Lin Yang was startled. This "Five-Star World-Waging Technique" inherently contained the heavenly laws of the profound primal realm; without embedding a professional template for origin modification, practicing it would inevitably lead to cultivation deviation.

Meanwhile, discussions in the audience regarding who would claim the championship throne never ceased.

Several transcendent demons nearby nodded, their figures flashing as they teleported away instantly. Demons were generally extremely talented in spatial arts, and many spell-like abilities were related to it. In certain aspects, teleportation for them was truly far more convenient than for mages.

Although such whispers were spreading locally, the majority of people simply sneered at these remarks.

The Imperial Audience Hall was, after all, merely a reception hall, incomparable to the former Hall of Supreme Luxuriance. This morning court session also appeared incomparably shabby.

This elusive man could actually find her residence so easily. Or was it that—all her movements were under his control?

With that, he transformed into a streak of escaping light and shot straight toward the sea surface. Lin Yang waved goodbye to him. Perhaps because he was relatively young, Sword Pot Monarch possessed a quite lively temperament. Among all the passing array-guarding True Immortals, only he and Scholar Zhu maintained a warm relationship with Lin Yang; the rest were merely acquaintances who nodded in passing.

After infiltrating Lulin Island, they did not act immediately. Instead, they concealed their tracks and waited for the movements of the Nornos fleet. Of course, during this time, they did not just sit and wait, but rather figured out the deployment of the Nornos garrison inside Lulin Island.

Gu Sinian had mentioned that this cousin of hers held an exceptionally prominent status. Does that mean he is a formidable figure among prestigious families?

This time, Lin Yinyue led the hunting party personally to capture as many prey as possible. Among them, Lin Yinyue preferred hunting animals containing more jelly-like substances.

With such terrifying demonic beasts existing in these waters, for him to return safely from the sea to the mainland was nothing short of a pipe dream. Presumably, that old fisherman had also been unable to leave this boundless sea due to his limited strength.

Emperor Jing of Xia felt he had said all that could be said. Throughout the dynasties, which emperor had ever worried themselves to this extent?

The flame on the oil lamp in Wan Jinrong's hand burned exceptionally brightly, reaching a full meter in height. He had to keep his arms stretched straight out to barely avoid being burned by the fire.

That was a ghost-repelling talisman given to me by Wu Fei. I had always kept it on me just in case. The talisman's efficacy had long since faded, but I hadn't managed to throw it away yet.

There were also many news items. Even if one felt curious, how should one put it—one simply didn't have the bandwidth to continue investigating them.

"Xinyrou, you really misunderstood. I genuinely want to protect your safety," the young man in white argued.

"Sister, my end failed, leave the rest to you. I'm going to go figure it out again," Xiao Yun'er hurriedly withdrew her hand and said to Helan Mingruo.

Therefore, at a time like this, Mu Yangren had to exercise restraint. He could make a move, but he must leave no traces and give S.H.I.E.L.D. no excuse or reason to trouble him. The best approach right now was still to wrack his own brains for a solution.

No matter where one worked, and no matter how far away from one's hometown, upon the arrival of the Spring Festival, everyone would rush back to their homeland to reunite.

Three days later, Xiao Yi and the other two returned exhausted. They had never imagined that helping others could be this difficult even when one was extremely wealthy.

For fear of any mishaps, Yang Tian did not use his divine sense to check Tian Feng's exact distance and appearance; instead, he condensed all his aura to the absolute limit.

Three days after the spaceship landed, everyone was finally permitted to disembark. After all, after visiting the moon, nobody knew what was inside the spaceship or whether someone might have brought some fatal virus back from space, so Yu Zhigao had everyone live inside the spaceship for the time being.

Hearing Yuan Fangguo's tone, Zhang Jun felt both somewhat displeased and somewhat amused. At present, Rongcheng, known as the "Land of Abundance," was suffering severely from a drought, and many farmers' crops had withered in the fields due to a lack of water.

"Thud! Thud!" Following a series of muffled sounds, although Wu Zhongying blocked the majority of the hidden weapons, he was still struck by two—one hitting his thigh and the other his arm, instantly draining most of his cultivation strength.

For their group of four Primordial Saint-level entities to arrive safely in Tianlong City was practically a near-impossible feat.