46 Thematic Evaluation (Part Four)

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Confucian Sacrificial Official Xun Shuang brought the three of them here with the intention of carefully cultivating a few future pillars of the Xun clan, imparting the art of reading expressions and discerning intentions that he had spent decades refining.
Originally, the first to go was Empress He, and there was no thought given to the consequences of such an act or the disgrace it might bring upon himself, nor any plan to manage the aftermath.
Ye Hua still wore a dazzling red robe, its hem embroidered with large, vivid mandala flowers. Her radiant colors and handsome visage made her impossible to overlook, even amidst a sea of blooming flowers vying for attention.
There was no choice this time—the Heavenly Punishment had come bearing the imperial edict of Emperor Sheng Tian himself, thus equating his presence to the emperor’s direct arrival.
Without hesitation, Tang Chen flew out from the starship, landing in the void of interstellar space before heading toward the direction of the star beast.
“No, it’s an external camera. I found that not all cameras can detect spirits; to be precise, only this device can see them,” Dou Dou emphasized.
This handsome young monk was none other than the Six-Treasure Monk who had fought Bai Ye in the Qiyun Ghost City.
Hence, he refrained from provoking them further with words. Besides, when the sky falls, a tall person will naturally bear the burden. Here stood a Star Emperor-level expert; if anyone were to step forward, it would be this senior, not him.
“Chen Qiusheng hates you. That’s no surprise. He is cunning and treacherous; I fear Yue Ziyang will ultimately fall victim to his schemes. A dog cannot change its habit of eating filth—does Yue Ziyang not understand this? Even if he conquered Jiang City and became the overlord, could Chen Qiusheng tolerate that? It would be strange if he did not rebel!” I said.
Growing more confident, Bai Ye stepped lightly over the void, walking above the dense forest toward the puppet city at its center.
“Uh… going down is impossible, but you could come up!” Another male voice came from behind the pillar where Cui Bin stood; Cui Bin recognized it as someone else again.
Once more, Cui Bin narrowly escaped the clutches of death. Beneath the sky bridge was a highway nearly twenty meters below. A five-ton vehicle falling would inevitably be crushed to pieces; destruction and death were certain.
Not far behind Cui Bin, Zhuang Qingyu slowly peered out upon hearing the gunfire, her beautiful eyes widening as if witnessing a terrifying scene.

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Three days after the imperial examination concluded, the results were announced. This day was the long-awaited day of transformation—one everyone dreamed of. Nearly all the examinees gathered early outside the deserted hall, eagerly awaiting the release of their scores.
Lan Yingchen had never been so serious as today. At this point, some matters had to be thoroughly discussed or else decisions could not be made.
After unleashing the millennium frost technique, Li Zhien clearly felt his spiritual energy in the dantian being depleted like a dam breaking, consumed by more than half.
She faced away from Fu Chuzhi, unable to see his expression, only sensing his aura grow cold in an instant.
Li Zhien’s voice trembled with excitement as he hurriedly bowed, his tone full of gratitude.
She knew well that sending a nascent soul to search the entire city’s hidden formations was a tremendous drain on the caster.
Her family had been merchants for generations; her father Long Hua was the undisputed commercial overlord of Qingfeng Town, monopolizing nearly all industries—from shops and casinos to restaurants and inns.
“No, I was just wondering whether ‘the salted fish draws its sword’ or ‘the salted fish unsheathes its blade’ sounded better. After thinking it over, since I use a paper flying sword, the latter fits better,” Lin Xuan said, then laughed as he asked Xia Lan how his disruptive tactics were.
Compared to him, I was a novice in dancing—only the simplest cha-cha was within my grasp; tango and rumba were almost completely foreign to me.
Especially since the Blue Enchantress’s cultivation far exceeded his, as did her years of practice, all signs indicated Dong Ze stood no chance.
So, although I now allowed Ye Xing into my world, this time I would not entrust him with my true heart.
Shunzhi’s eyes were calm and unruffled, as if the outcome mattered little to him. All the guards stared wide-eyed, fixated on the arrow’s target, each hoping to be the one to deliver the fatal shot. Only Tang Yuancheng wore a look of regret, seemingly pitying him deeply yet powerless to persuade further.
What should have been an age of innocence and joy instead became one lived in constant vigilance and apprehension, exchanging flattery and submission for fleeting peace.

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I thought about it and realized there had been too many visitors last night. I had to stay by Zhang Minglang’s side the entire time, smiling and greeting people I barely knew, leaving little attention for my uncle-in-law’s care. So I quickly nodded.
The close-fitting leather armor hugged her slender figure; aside from a modest chest, there was little fault to find. Half the room’s gaze was drawn to her.
Lu Qian watched Nangong Xue like a blooming flower, his thoughts restless, secretly wishing that smile belonged to him. Waking each morning to see her first was truly a delight and one of life’s greatest pleasures.
Yun Wu was kicked aside by Qin Feng, her face dazed. Shui Yiren’s cryptic words left him utterly baffled.
He noticed his sister-in-law sitting cross-legged on the floor, clutching a handful of chrysanthemums and tearing their leaves.
If even a man as independent as Ni Huang had his vulnerabilities seized, it signaled something serious was underway.
No sooner had the Empress’s question been asked than a voice, both irate and frail, roared out. The familiar voice startled those present; they exchanged glances, wondering what was happening.
This was the second time the other party had spoken such words. Shen Mubai reflected that he had indeed gone too far, but it had been unavoidable. Even if branded capricious and unreasonable, he chose silence.
Mu Xushen twitched his lips as he repeated the ancestor’s exact words, hoping his system could explain what on earth it all meant.
Yet, when she stopped, the power within her grew restless and angry, stirring and urging Zhong Xingyue to succumb.