Volume 1, Chapter 23: Probing

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Along the way, Zi Lu seemed to have endless things to say, chattering nonstop around Meng Tingfeng. Suddenly, Meng Tingfeng stopped in his tracks, motionless. Zi Lu looked puzzled. "What’s wrong, Tingfeng?" Meng Tingfeng carefully chose his words: "Miss Shi, do you have someone in your heart?" Caught off guard by the question, a flush rose to Zi Lu’s cheeks. "I, I... Oh, Tingfeng, why ask such a thing when you already know?" Everyone in the capital knew about her arranged marriage to the heir of the Liu family; they were widely praised as a perfect match, a celestial couple. Naturally, Meng Tingfeng was aware of this, but today’s question was not about that. "I mean, Miss Shi, are you truly devoted to that Liu heir..." He intended to gauge the second madam’s reaction. Sure enough, when she heard mention of her mother, the second madam stiffened, her face paling for a moment before she composed herself. Then tears streamed down her cheeks. "Unexpectedly, she obtained the clan leader’s portrait. Under such circumstances, we need not stop her." Seven agile figures immediately disappeared, leaving the Time-Space Well safely hidden here. Due to previous frailty, Feng Yunhai’s lingering spirit had recovered less than half, while Princess Xinyu’s was somewhat better, reaching about sixty percent. Weaving Rain brightened upon seeing Weaving Snow. "Why are you here? It’s windy; why not rest inside?" She hurried over and helped Weaving Snow sit on a chair. They chatted for a while until a loud call came from the inner chamber—Chen Jintong shouting urgently. Dongfang Xuanzhe and Sier hurriedly turned and swiftly entered the room. Li’s wife was coughing up blood. What about Concubine Guan Ye? Could it be that all the deaths in the Li family were her doing? Such delusional persecution fantasies!

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"Good, good, good!" Her Highness Princess Hua Yu was visibly enraged, her intricately carved red gold peony crown reflecting dazzling, splendid radiance. The flawless red ruby gleamed like blood, casting a gorgeous, seductive crimson glow in her beautiful eyes—an expression filled with a sinister, blood-like guilt. Upon arriving at the front hall, Chen Jintong anxiously looked for Brother Feng, but he was nowhere to be seen. In this superstitious society, the wedding ceremony had to follow the appointed time given by the Imperial Observatory; even a minute’s delay was considered unlucky. Yet, ever meticulous Brother Feng was inexplicably absent. Dongfang Xuanzhe slowly released Chen Jintong’s tongue, then carried her horizontally just as before. The two went off to a distant place. On the way back, the normally talkative Chen Jintong found no topic, and the usually silent Dongfang Xuanzhe remained quiet. Upon arriving home, Dongfang Xuanzhe flung Chen Jintong onto the cloud couch with force. The vast General’s Mansion was like a man-eating demon; behind its glory, countless corpses must have been trampled to build it. Unfortunately, although Young Master Ye was known as the number one person under the heavens, he still had not transcended the land immortal level—he could not leave this place. Of course, if Zhao Sannian wished, she could cultivate excellent relations with anyone. Zhang Huaxue already fancied herself and Zhao Sannian as inseparable best friends. The madam of the brothel collapsed to the floor, her eyes vacant, staring at the ground, hands drooping as she trembled uncontrollably. Although his cultivation was slightly superior to Evil Wind’s, he was fully aware of who the inner disciples of Tianlan Sect were. Before this behemoth, perhaps a mere word from them could completely annihilate his third-rate sect. It was the surveillance camera! Xu Dashan suddenly realized. Its angle faced directly toward the shower head—she had been filming Liu Ruoshui bathing. Zhao Yishan thought, if they had given them the spirit crystals, they would truly be suckers. How could they survive in Wanxingyu thereafter? The other seven disciples exchanged glances and finally acted—some holding heads, others waists, some clutching Zhao Yishan’s arm, carrying him toward the firewood shed. Looking at the beaming Kim Tae-yeon, Du Youjia forced himself to say something that made him nauseous: "Could you not pinch me while I’m talking?" This fellow was truly beyond words. Tianming handed over the "Eighth Rank Sixth Rotation Great Nourishing Pill" and the "Ninth Rank Sixth Rotation Great Nourishing Pill" to Zhuge Astrologer. It was a mountain stream flowing gently along the cliffside—an utterly ordinary spot, yet there was a subtle anomaly. Shen Yushan noticed that the moon disk in the sky seemed larger, its halo tinged faintly with blood red. She easily carved a new cave dwelling within this rocky mountain, setting up protective seals at the entrance. Dong Yuan, as if finding a source to weep upon, cried aloud, confessing his sins without pause.

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Wuming snorted disdainfully and cursed, "Damn ungrateful wretch." He formed hand seals and pointed remotely toward the wasp’s tail. The scent of light rain, the fragrance of earth, the damp chill, and the gentle breeze. Plus that old bastard’s increasingly aggravating face. Yang Zui fainted completely. It seemed even his disciple didn’t realize just how valuable these spirit stones were. How long had he been locked away? Was the outside world now so rich in spirit stones? Not to mention, ordinarily slack-off Second Senior Brother looked quite presentable in that well-tailored suit. [Gourmet Illusion]: Each use could craft a dream about food for one target task, enhanced by the [Dimensional-Level Food Streamer] title. "These bandit-origin warlords love this kind of quaint courtyard to mask their ignorance," Sheng Wanrou thought silently. "Hahaha!" The fat man’s antics made everyone burst into laughter, dispelling the prior gloom instantly. The fourth specter of the King of Hell was already at its weakest, nearly no longer king-level; this final blow was easily blocked. Visitors came frequently to offer congratulations and gifts; the elders were busily entertained. At this moment, he was deeply worried, uncertain if Jia Lian had already learned that he was behind this incident. Warm hands gently lifted her head, and she saw the anxious, concerned eyes of Lou Baichuan. Once forged, the Blood God Golden Body not only greatly enhanced defense but also drastically increased strength, speed, and all other attributes—a true metamorphosis.