Chapter 122: Persuasion to Leave

It was not just that he didn't recognize them; even Confucius himself could not have identified all three thousand of his disciples individually. The reason was simple: many of them had merely paid a brief visit before declaring themselves his students.

"Call your father!" He Lian snatched the piece of silk from Qiguan's hands and unfolded it as she spoke.

"A divine artifact has gained a soul. Who would have thought that decades of solitude would allow this red-tasseled spear to awaken its consciousness? How tragic, how lamentable!" As the ashes drifted away and the first skeleton dissolved into a cloud of dust, the surrounding bones seemed to be affected as well, beginning to weather away. Dust returned to dust, earth to earth, and the soul returned to the underworld.

After rescuing An Xue, Tang Yan taught her some practical combat techniques and urged her to practice diligently, hoping she would soon develop the ability to protect herself.

She bowed her head repeatedly, hitting it against the floor with a thud, yet her words contained no accusations against Fei Jingyue; she claimed it was merely a tactic to vie for favor.

When the sand was cleared away a bit more, an opening was revealed beneath it. It was pitch black inside, though it appeared quite spacious. Seeing this, Aliya said, "We will stay here tonight. We'll head out once the sandstorm passes." We shall leave that aside for now.

Behind them, the bandits followed the monsters out of the forest. In the open terrain, bows and arrows would be even more lethal; Lin Yu had nowhere to run.

Chang Hong had not known Laozi for long, and his foundation in cultivation was quite limited.

"You bastard, go to hell!" Yin Changjing was green with rage. Without any visible movement from his feet, he lunged toward Han Yichen, his withered fist striking directly at Han's chest.

I have guarded the great encampment as entrusted, and helped establish my two brothers, Emperor Qulü and Emperor Puyan-du, as well as my nephew, Emperor Shidebala. My service to the emperors of successive reigns has been without ulterior motives or ambition for status; I have performed my duties and exerted my strength for the sake of the nation. All the princes, brothers, and the common people are aware of this.

Previously, the five had joined forces to block the Demon Injury’s strike, so the subsequent group of Chaos Beasts did not suffer significant losses.

The situation for the Children of the Night was even more dire. Because of the barrier, it was impossible for the outside world to communicate with those in the city, making any true alliance between the two sides completely out of the question.

Then, he pressed his palms together, merging the white radiance with the black divine light to form a dull, grayish glow.

Even for their captain, Clafu, Linton only managed to find a dozen denarii and seven or eight silver coins on him. As for the others, it went without saying—they were all dirt poor.

Tang-er felt the matter wasn't over, but it wasn't the right time to jump off her chair and start a fight, as there were many people eating together and she had to be polite.

The reason Nie Yun chose to knock Katherine unconscious first was that he wasn't sure if she knew about his plan to "remove her control chip," and he feared that such external information might directly trigger the chip to eliminate her.

But as the students walked a few steps, they noticed there were more candles than in previous years, and the length of the four long tables and the quantity of tableware made them realize that the Great Hall might have been enchanted with an extra Undetectable Extension Charm, making it look much more spacious than before.

Li Yi looked at Guinevere, a hint of novelty appearing in his eyes. After all... it seemed to be the first time he had looked at her from this angle.

Helplessly looking through the monitor at the eight warships still hovering in the sky, Charlemagne could only pilot the *Freedom* back toward the *Far Voyager*.

Although many countries had such school trips, it was only in Japan that they were so popular, leaving students from other countries with nothing but envy and jealousy.

"Heh, 'Woody,' you're still as narcissistic as ever. A loner is a loner! No need to gild the lily." Sanbing Xia rolled her eyes at Oreki.

"Nana, how did you get here?" Yukimura Seiichi felt an uncontrollable joy in his heart. Being able to see Chinai here—even though he really wanted to see her, it felt somewhat unreal.

"How about it? Are you impressed by me?" Ezaki Yoru rested her left hand on her right, her eyes full of pride and smugness.

"The person who came is a friend of Sun Wukong and a living human, so he cannot go to the arena," Pikkon said coldly, his gaze never leaving the battle in the sky.

Chinai racked her brain, trying to remember when she had told him she didn't know what her dream was.

Stepping out of the elevator, Feng Guang looked at an apartment door, then turned to look helplessly at Yun Ji, who was standing beside her.

"That would be wonderful!" Lou Dong hadn't expected Zhong Nan to secure such a benefit for him. At that time, the status of merchants was low, so they were even more desperate for reputation. Zhong Nan's approach had undoubtedly struck a chord with Lou Dong, leaving him instantly ecstatic.

"We-welcome back, Ryusei." Looking at Ryusei's gentle expression, Nymph's face turned crimson, and she stuttered as she spoke.

Because they had soaked in the hot springs last night, and because the Qianlong Emperor had pestered Xiao Yan a bit too much in the Dragon Pool, he felt a lingering fatigue ever since he woke up that morning.

Qianlong narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly thinking that it was fortunate that the person possessing such marvelous disguise skills was his Yan'er. Otherwise, if such a high-level technique fell into the hands of a treacherous rebel, it would surely bring him endless trouble and misfortune.

At "Bad Angel," in Luo Chiheng's private booth, the two men sat opposite each other, both lazily helping themselves to drinks.

"Fine, but you go out first. With you like this, I can't turn around to look at you." Lin Wei’s mind was gradually clearing, and she cursed the bad man inwardly for tormenting her just before sleep, and now, in the middle of the night, he was at it again. He was simply heartless.

Thinking of the mysteries surrounding Xiao Yan that remained unsolved, Qianlong couldn't help but feel curious, yearning to see what she would be like once her true nature was revealed under the influence of the "Flower Drunkenness" potion.

When he turned back to look, an unknown object slammed into You Biqing's head. She felt a wave of dizziness, and blood began to stream down instantly.

Only then did Mingyue recall the strange behavior of He Zhizhou, who had experienced repeated splitting and seizures for a period of time. Her face filled with worry; so many things had happened lately, and since he hadn't had another seizure, she had actually forgotten about it.

Although Qianlong knew that Xiao Yan was no longer among the living, for some reason, he remained unwilling to announce her death. After returning to the Forbidden City, he instead declared that the Noble Consort Shu was unwell and was recuperating at the Hot Spring Palace, forbidding anyone from disturbing her.

Jing Yi nodded and ate in silence, but though he continued to eat the same food, it now tasted like nothing—as flavorless as chewing wax.