Chapter 27: Nalan Yanran’s Frustration

In the life before, after the death of Empress Wei, Consort Xian remained unscathed. It is highly likely that the Xie family was involved in these machinations, yet what benefit could Consort Xian possibly gain from such actions? Even if the Third Prince were to ascend the throne, the status of both mother and son would remain unshaken, and Li would still be granted a princedom.

Yesterday, the City Lord had seen a face with a broad, full forehead and a square, firm jaw, but today, that same face appeared so haggard. The City Lord immediately realized that this cultivator named Zhang was no man of virtue.

The giant dragon circling behind him suddenly lunged forward, thrashing its body as it bore down upon Qi Zhen.

Perhaps to ensure that the god of slaughter, Chu Fan, would not come looking for him to settle scores in the future, Zhao Qiang had ordered the place to be renovated and cleaned to a spotless state early on.

"You were struck by my Spirit Ruin Needle, yet you seem to be living quite comfortably. He Ziyu, are you not afraid that I might want you dead right now?" A figure dropped from the rooftop and stood before He Ziyu. Bai Sheng could not make out who the speaker was and remained rooted to the spot.

After speaking, Xu Yan suddenly lunged forward, closing the distance to Xiao Mei'er and gripping her snow-white throat with one hand.

Although Zhao Qingyu’s "reputation for beauty" was widespread throughout Taoyuan Street, this was the first time she had ever been taken advantage of in such a manner.

Once Dou Yuanchao left and his footsteps faded into the distance, Annie opened her eyes and sat up in a single, fluid motion.

"I am Xu Su, a captain of the Kaifeng Prefecture guards. I am responsible for the safety of the yamen, and allowing someone to sneak in so easily is a dereliction of my duty. I shall report my failure to the Prefect. May I ask what brings this young master to the yamen in the dead of night?" Xu Su bowed to him, speaking with a calm demeanor.

Ye Qing observed this, seemingly committing it to memory, yet the moment she closed her eyes, the contents of the map vanished from her mind, as if they had never been there. It was truly miraculous.

Xin Yiren remained unwilling; to be forced to disrobe in front of Sun Qingmu and then be beaten by the Crown Prince—that was a threshold Xin Yiren could not cross in his heart.

He knew well that there were some in the Three Continents who must not be trifled with, for even if one were to hide in a gutter, they would be dragged out.

I was secretly shocked. Had this girl not returned? Yet, judging by her state in the video, she had, in all likelihood, been beaten to death.

Zhao Xin gripped the shaft of the "Super Invincible Cosmic Ultimate Mystery Killing Chrysanthemum Spear" and thrust it directly into the hole behind Brother Sharp’s body.

To the Sea Wolf Pirate King, even if his opponent intended to wipe him out, they would hesitate due to the conditions he proposed. Surely, they would not want to lose the location of his hidden treasure? Even if it were a lie, they would have to extract the location of the treasure before deciding to kill him.

Just then, the final formation stone flew from Lin Xuan's hand, and a mysterious veil of light instantly enveloped the entire stone chamber.

After all, he intended for a clone to remain stationed on Earth for the long term, so he did not wish to disrupt the order of the world too severely.

By sunset, the thirty-man cavalry squad had returned in full, and the six new specialized weapon teams were also present, looking majestic and stained with blood. Two thousand six hundred and thirty captives were locked in the mountain prison, awaiting their conversion.

He knew clearly that here in the Star Martial Continent, very few experts could reach the rank of a Ten-Star Embryonic Origin master at this age.

Wisps of dark, murky mist suddenly drifted from the forest, appearing around the group. One of the Level 5 evolvers curiously reached out to swat at the mist; at that moment, the dark fog transformed into a hideous maw and bit off the evolver’s head in one strike. Blood splattered onto the neighboring evolvers, and their screams echoed far into the distance.

In the end, the Lu Family soldiers annihilated the enemy force. Over two thousand evolvers from the Daoyuan Pure Land were slain, and not a single one escaped.

On the way back, he had spent a long time singing Lin Huan's praises in front of Zhan Taixiong, the Monk Buhua, and the others. If they were to discover that Lin Huan hadn’t escaped, but had instead traded his life for that gauntlet, he would be humiliated beyond belief.

Sixty percent of the Great Dao’s power is enough to make one the ancestor of an ancient realm in even the most lackluster of places.

When Chang'an City faced the fierce onslaught of the Wolf Cavalry, the Xiao Guards and the Jianmen Guards not only failed to assist but were restive; had the Wolf Cavalry breached the city, they might have even turned their blades and defected!

Boom! At that moment, it was as if new stars had fallen. In an instant, over four thousand spirit manifestations appeared behind him, all scorching like the sun, radiating an invincible light.

With a flap of its wings, everyone felt the clouds in the sky shifting rapidly; with a roar, it was as if a Great Peng were spreading its wings, crossing ten thousand miles in an instant.

The tragic end of the folded space was still fresh in their minds, and having learned from that precedent, they feared following in the same footsteps.

Both of these men were sons of military families, yet there was not a trace of joy on the faces of these officials from the military lineages.

Director An’s subordinates immediately went over to release everyone one by one, including the three unrelated individuals. Once out, they stared at Chen Bao and his group in disbelief, wondering what kind of holy figures they were, as even the formidable Director An was so obsequious toward them.

Even Duanmu Ye and Yuan Kuangge had been captured and imprisoned; the Six Armies of the Northern Yamen and the Left and Right Xiao Guards were now entirely under the control of the Prince of Qin.

Liu Runqing chuckled as he tore open a red envelope and said, "What is hers is mine, and what is mine is hers. Why distinguish between us?" His hands kept moving, pulling out a five-hundred-tael silver note. "Oh, she’s quite generous." One note for five hundred taels, two would be a thousand.

But for all her careful planning, she had miscalculated Liu Runqing’s reaction and failed to consider that others might have already grasped her secret. The greater the effort she had put in, the harsher the backlash she now faced.