32. Chapter Thirty-Two

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There was one other thing outsiders did not know: Prince Jing’s formidable martial prowess was not something he had learned merely because he was born into the imperial family.

Although such a powerful group kept an extremely low profile and was little known throughout the universe, its intelligence network was by no means weak. Zhou Zheng was now very famous across the universe, so the Mother Ancestor Cult naturally knew of him.

“This... Young Master Yuan, how about we pull some strings and have ourselves transferred to another Thousand Household Office?” Shen Huan said, forcing himself to speak.

The naval officers who had arrived ahead of time had already received the news. At that moment, they sat in their seats discussing it.

His hand was very warm. After giving hers two gentle squeezes, he withdrew it and slipped it back into his pocket.

Sun Zhaoyuan wanted to quote some classical wisdom to ease the awkwardness and tell Jin Fei not to blame himself, but after sitting there in a daze for a long while, he could not think of a single word. He remained rooted to the spot, looking almost foolish.

Most people were barely scraping by, especially those from poor families, where several brothers often had to live together.

The things Han Nuo made were naturally equipment for diving. He took some glass vessels from his storage pouch, melted them together again, and then fashioned six pairs of diving goggles according to the shapes in his memory. After that, he made three thick glass bottles to hold oxygen.

Jiang Fuxuan angrily hurled the coffee cup in his hand onto the floor. The cup did not break, but the coffee inside spilled everywhere.

She continued to face away from him. He could not see her expression, much less guess what she was thinking. Yet her flight just now had been swifter than fleeing from poisonous snakes or savage beasts, and his heart instantly turned cold.

Chen Haoran arrived at the accident scene once again. All a dozen or so of the injured people had fallen unconscious. There were three or four doctors present, but because of what had happened to Chen Haoran previously, they did not dare step forward to save anyone.

Wuyin set down Ziyu, his heart filled with conflicting emotions. Returning to this place once more, he still felt an intense unreality. His lawful wife and son lived here, yet he was afraid to face them.

Zhang Cheng possessed tremendous mental strength. Even while concentrating on his cultivation, he could divide his attention and observe his surroundings. Anyone attempting to attack or disturb him would be detected immediately. Thus, it was impossible for anyone to ambush him while he cultivated.

“My Lord of Evil, I cannot shake the feeling that something is wrong with this fellow Ying Wuji,” one of the black-robed men said to Yueshen Kong after the Celestial Venerable had left.

Hu Quan was like a tiger trapped in a cage. No matter how great his abilities were, he could not bring them to bear at this moment.

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“Unforgivable!” Feiya’s attack had not injured Lei Zhantian, but it had enraged him beyond measure. She had destroyed the buildings of his sect right under his nose—how could Lei Zhantian possibly forgive her?

“That depends on the other disciple being examined. If he agrees, we can begin the finals ahead of schedule,” the Sect Master of the Sin Sect said after thinking for a moment.

This was the Grand Hall of Deliberation. Its name might not sound particularly imposing, but it was the most solemn and dignified place in the entire imperial capital.

He did not think there was anything wrong with Lu Wanmei having such thoughts, because he himself had yearned more than once to return to those days.

Seeing that Black and White Impermanence’s attack was about to strike Li Bing, Li Bing had a sudden flash of inspiration. He pulled a bag from his own pack and swiftly slipped it over the mourning staff.

Upon suddenly learning of this, Chu Mengyao’s words began circling endlessly through Luo Haoning’s mind.

Li Guolou’s gaze happened to sweep across Yu Hanbing as though unintentionally. Only those involved understood the unspoken meaning.

Chen Sheng suddenly felt the entire environment around him change. The dense mist dispersed, the clouds vanished, and he discovered that he was standing on an enormous platform.

Su Han wiped her tearful eyes and slowly raised her head. The elder before her wore his usual stern expression, but there seemed to be an inexplicable gentleness in his gaze.

“Then let him beat me to death.” With that, he pushed apart the two Japanese soldiers in front of him and prepared to charge forward.

What did he feel for her? To say that he felt nothing would be lying to himself. Seven years of pain were not so easily released.

They could have left this troubled place sooner, but Ye Junxuan was concerned about Su Han’s injured ankle. They might as well wait a few more days. In any case, his father could no longer do anything to him. He was free—and he was resolute.

“Don’t worry, Brother Qu. They’re only a few Japanese soldiers. If you trust us, the two of us sisters will take care of them,” Yulong said lightly.

When the blow landed, the five senior disciples opposite him were forced back more than a dozen steps, each of them wearing an expression of utter shock.

It seemed to last a lifetime, yet perhaps only an instant had passed. The Buddhist music and sacred chanting unleashed by the ancient bells suddenly stopped, then shattered outright and vanished into nothingness.

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As Yue Qianxun chatted with Jiang Yun, she suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, as though a pair of eyes were spying on her from the darkness. She abruptly looked up and, in that instant, met Chu Ye’s gaze by the stream.

What Jingping had feared still happened. The following day brought news that the Heir of Prince Ping had fallen ill with a cold. He had reportedly suffered a serious illness, and the palace even sent an imperial physician to treat him.

Luo Muzhi pursed her lips and nodded at her. She then walked over to the corpse of the person who had poisoned the food in the kitchen. After casting a sharp glance over everyone present, she casually turned her eyes toward Luo Muyù.

Yuan Zhongtian was overjoyed and prepared to take advantage of the momentum to construct a formation, tightening the pressure step by step while leaving himself a way out. Unexpectedly, his expression suddenly changed.

“Thank you for your trouble, Senior. By the way, prepare something light for lunch and find a cook with good culinary skills. The Crown Prince is somewhat particular about his food,” Li Pianhong said, turning to look at the Crown Prince.

In an instant, the energy within the azure fire lotus burst forth. The blazing azure flames surged outward like a vast tide, covering the heavens and the earth.

If he could obtain enough Golden Fiend Qi, then even without any other immortal opportunities, he would already have gained enough.

Qin Han still said nothing. As though he had not heard, he continued drinking his tea. Everyone’s eyes were fixed upon him, yet he remained unmoved.

Li Qiao’er gave an equivocal answer. It was the only way she could respond. To say that she felt no psychological burden or pressure at all would be impossible. The moment hope and anticipation arose in her heart, burden and pressure arose alongside them. That was inevitable.

“Yes, it was far too lifelike.” Mu Li recalled the news footage he had seen not long before, and it had indeed frightened him.

These world-renowned construction conglomerates dispatched representatives one after another. Some even sent their presidents in person, flying to Lanling.

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