Chapter 123: Earth-Shattering Revelation

As soon as Zhao Yuan spoke these words, he drew a long whip from his person. Its dimensions were perfectly suited for a human wielder, and those present had never imagined that Zhao Yuan possessed such a formidable weapon.

At this sight, Zhao Ling'er's eyes turned bloodshot. She lunged forward like a beast that had lost its reason, casting aside any thoughts of what the others might be thinking. Her entire focus was now consumed by the need to defeat Zhao Yuan; she felt that without victory, there would be no benefit to her, and only by conquering this man could she truly gauge the extent of her own prowess.

"Heh, how could I refuse an invitation from City Lord Lin?" Ye Batian had no desire to clash directly with Ye Tianhao, so he accepted the face-saving gesture offered to him.

Upon hearing this, the flush of tension on Zhang Gong's face vanished instantly, leaving him deathly pale.

Zhou Zhiyun pursed her lips at these words. Only when the three of them reached the exit of the restaurant did she speak, her face flushed with a crimson hue.

There was a massive horizontal fissure there, as if it had been carved out by a blade; it was unfathomably deep.

According to the shopkeeper's account, even with such professional earth-traversing skills, he had to exhaust three protective talismans just to escape.

Yet, things that outsiders regarded as precious treasures were held in no regard by the Demon Palace itself. Through endless infighting, they eventually cast aside all other schools of thought to favor only the path of hegemony, ultimately severing their own heritage entirely.

"Yan Wushuang, come out and testify! Do those two know the Thousand-Fold Black Tiger Technique?" Xu Tian shouted.

The family had been chatting and laughing, but as soon as Lin Jinxia returned, the laughter ceased abruptly. Cheng Chang'an and Cheng Changqing scampered to hide behind Cheng Wangyuan, terrified of being scolded by her.

"Of course not. Let's find a place to hide and see what tricks he has up his sleeve!" Su Hua said, pulling Yu Wanqing into a nearby cluster of bushes. Through the gaps in the foliage, they watched Zhuge Ming in the clearing afar.

In truth, there was no one in the village who knew how to drive, but in order to close the deal, Yuan Yuan did not care about such details.

As night slowly descended, the warriors, exhausted from a day of fierce fighting or trekking along mountain paths, retreated into their camps and dwellings to rest. Exploring the true nature of the Yin Ghost Clan was out of the question; even keeping watch could only be entrusted to a few elder-level experts like Liu Yancheng.

Dongfang Shengun’s smile narrowed. His expression sent a chill down Old Master Ling’s spine. Those eyes, which had long since lost their sight, seemed filled with profound wisdom, yet lacked a flicker of vitality. Otherwise, Old Master Ling would have believed that Dongfang Shengun’s eyes were not blind at all.

"Your Majesty, shall I go and persuade the Princess to return?" The old eunuch, hearing Zhao Changyuan's voice, immediately stepped to his side, his manner full of reverence.

To command men, one must first learn to read them. If she remained as muddled as she was, how could she speak of the art of governance? Though she had become the mistress of the Yun household, Chuxiu knew her methods were still far inferior to those of the Grand Mistress.

After Luan Su left, and after he held the empire in his grasp, he once believed he was free of all desires.

Indeed, this was what Da Chun feared. Exposure was inevitable; the mere fact that the Chamber of Commerce's assets had increased by 30 million was something the mastermind, Fafna, would certainly know.

Seeing that it was already late in the twelfth lunar month, Chuxiu decided to proceed with her original plan to spend the New Year in Jingzhou. She would take the opportunity to visit the noble families and formally establish connections with the powerful in the name of "Madame Chuxiu" on behalf of the Yun clan. In any case, the Grand Mistress was presiding over the overall situation in Yanlan City, so her presence or absence made no difference.

"Ahem, that..." Long Man coughed twice, trying to change the atmosphere, but he was caught right in the act by Wang Long.

In the arena, Fidel, who had unleashed the lightning storm, showed little change in his expression as he watched Zhao Yi casually sever the snakes of lightning that flickered across the sky. In fact, if one could not even withstand the power of the arena, how would they be any different from the trash outside?

Mu Shaochen was not asleep at all. He held her body possessively, kneading her soft frame as if she were his own plaything.