Chapter 160: Act of Coquetry

Lu Fei studied the withered eternal flower inside the glass case. Zhao Shengzu had used the secret arts of the Heavenly Sun Sect to preserve its vitality. By doing so, Zhao Shengzu intended to convey a message to Lu Fei: the location where she had finally vanished was none other than the Western King Mountain Range. Previously, Lu Fei had merely assumed that Zhao Shengzu was being playful, trying to evade the affairs of the Divine Emperor’s Hall. Given Zhao Shengzu’s strength, in the mundane world...

In truth, while Shao Changyi had not been in the State of Chen for years, his reach had long since extended there. Before his return, the imperial court of Chen was already saturated with his connections; he was simply reclaiming his power now. Thus, from the very day Liu Hefeng received her official appointment, she had begun calculating her list of advisors.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized a problem: could it be that Furina’s position as the Hydro Archon was a sham, and that she possessed not even a shred of supernatural power? Regardless, as the base expanded, more manpower was needed; once the logistics system was established, tasks like packaging would still require people to perform them. Most of the ability users circulating in the slave markets were of the first or second rank; this was the first time a living third-rank ability user had entered an auction.

If this matter were to be discovered by others today, there was no guarantee it would not tarnish the reputations of both the Imperial Consort and her. The envoy from the State of Jin was arriving soon; if he were to stir up trouble at this critical juncture, the peace negotiations between the two sides would surely fall through, inevitably leading to another great war. Compared to the ambiguity of the names, the adapted elements were quite obvious, with several characters added, including three elderly men in the village—A, B, and C—who were both experienced and learned.

Green gauze, like smoke, gently encircled the carved sandalwood bedstead, resembling a light, swirling mist that isolated this small space from the outside world. Today was already the second day; the Empress had yet to wake, and the Emperor had neither held court nor attended to state affairs, remaining only by her side. These various regional powers maintained contact with one another, and their leaders even possessed each other's phone numbers.

The bodyguard also had a temper; seeing Lu Hao acting so arrogant while holding flowers, he wondered if the man had come to stir up trouble, and his expression instantly turned fierce. In an average household, when faced with white bread, one would typically slice it and spread it with cream or butter, or soak it in soup to soften it before eating. Faced with such high-level praise from Morris, Beidou could only offer a bitter, complex smile.

Your father deceived her feelings, lurking for so long with wolfish ambition, and now he had even used a sneak attack to seize the ring, only to be killed by his own trap. He stared at Zhao Shengli’s swollen cheek and the clear burn marks on the back of his hand, taking a deep breath.

Watching Murong Hao’s diligent efforts, Liang Yue was deeply moved. If she had previously been angry that he refused to acknowledge her despite having regained his memories, she now let go of her resentment, realizing her true place in his heart. Lady Qin spoke with great gentleness, offering no opposition, which brought much comfort to Liang Yue.

Before long, the people of the tribe, who had initially thought he was merely acting on a whim, were surprised to see him actually issuing deployments. They curiously abandoned the three “mukbang streamers” and gathered around. This dinner was neither simple nor complex; while not at a high-end hotel, it was a famous local hotspot.

“This is the Heaven-Shattering Armor, which I personally forged for my son years ago. When he led his demonic disciples to sweep across the Central Plains, this was the armor he wore.” Mo Tu’s voice suddenly grew calm, as if he were speaking of something entirely mundane.

The stone gate was twenty meters high and over ten meters wide, conveying a sense of immense weight. On the surface, the material appeared to be ordinary granite, but as soon as Chen Tian pressed his hand against it, he knew it was far from simple. I threw a punch, striking the snake-shaped sacred artifact directly. Instantly, I felt a strange power emanate from it—a force that not only diverted most of my strength but rebounded it back upon me.