Chapter 61: Hurry to the Central Plains and Invite Elder Mugu!

Leng Qingxi was also well aware that the recent situation of the Ling Corporation was far from ideal. Under such circumstances, if Genesis were to encounter any further trouble, it would certainly spell nothing good for the Ling family.

Initially, the post did not attract much attention, so Su Can did not give it much thought. To her surprise, after a few days, it was pushed to the top of the trending list, even overshadowing the currently hyped online gaming-style progression novels.

"Then with your spiritual force projecting outwards like this, can you really manage to enter the Alchemy Peak of the Star Luo Sect?" Su Can asked, blinking and narrowing her eyes.

"Ronghe... How is it that I, this Prince, have never heard of a Ronghe in Nanchen?" Hua Yuelian gently waved his delicate, colorful folding fan, lazily lifting his eyelashes. His eyes, however, seemed clouded by old dreams, rippling with flying snow and cold frost.

During the days when Xie Guangyun was ill, Gu Lihua's temper became much gentler... She would hardly ever raise her voice in front of Xie Guangyun.

She performed a simple wash, climbed into bed, and yet tonight, instead of falling asleep immediately, she simply pulled the quilt over herself and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling in a daze.

"Boss, I know your skills inside and out, but what if they try to stab you in the back? It's impossible to guard against everything. In my opinion, we should still let Ghost Annihilate plant a few people around you, just to provide a basic safeguard," Ghost Fox said, still looking worried.

"Cousin-in-law, don't worry! I will definitely coax cousin back!" To satisfy her own curiosity, Mo Li delivered this promise with exceptional volume and confidence.

Ran Qing pressed her lips together. Tying a cloth strip above a snake bite to restrict blood circulation and prevent the venom from spreading was mere common sense, yet in the mouth of Prince Rui, it had been elevated to a major meritorious service. She truly felt somewhat undeserving of the credit. However, in the presence of the Empress Dowager, naturally she could not say anything superfluous.

By the end of his words, it had transformed into glowing praise for the young man beside him, as if he were supremely satisfied with this male companion.

In Axin's past understanding, boundary fields were nothing more than a simple, round layer of a barrier that could serve a protective function.

After a few minutes or so, Axin crawled up from the ground, drenched in sweat, and the two magic silver cubes had already vanished.

Evelyn and Walker wore looks of fury, and the scarred leopard-man along with the others also found it comical. Wasn't Laki being far too arrogant and overbearing? What qualifications did he possess to point fingers and bark orders at the retainers of the Medici family in this manner?

An evasion speed approaching the absolute limit, virtually identical to instantaneous movement; the moment he stepped into this space, he had sensed that gaze laden with murderous intent.

Long before he spent a year teaching Quan Shengnan, the dark Qi on his body had begun to fade, and a golden light started plating his form, bearing a striking resemblance to the gilding of a Buddha statue.

As for Zhang Baisheng, in her past life she had not recognized the old gentleman simply because Zhang Kun was his grandson; instead, she had crossed paths with him much later during a jade-gambling session—meeting this very Zhang Baisheng who famously lost on every single bet.

How could I possibly walk away? If heartbreaking despair has a face, this must be it. I watched Gao Cheng's pupils burn like wild, untamed flames, glowing a fierce, bloody scarlet. Agony spread in subtle threads, only to be ultimately swallowed by madness.

In the next instant, a punch fell like overturning stars, and the vast, majestic force of the blow obliterated everything. The meridians of the traitors were completely twisted and destroyed by the exquisite internal power, turning them into walking corpses that had lost their souls while retaining their bodily functions.

The guards at the gate did not dare to make decisions on their own, so they said, "Wait here a moment, I must go and report this!" With that, the guard slammed the door shut and scurried back inside.

Yet this was merely one aspect of the matter. Most importantly, Zhang He mentioned that if Han Wei's policies could pacify Jizhou, he would continue to employ the people of Jizhou in the future governance of the region.

Subsequently, Heishui discussed a few more matters with Huoyan. Seeing that there was nothing further for him to do there, the Marquis had no choice but to return to his chambers, whereupon Li Yunhui followed closely behind him.

Furthermore, Sun Shangxiang knew that her eldest brother, Sun Ce, was also plotting to assassinate Han Wei. Seeing the great fire at the Jiangling rice market, she was certain this was connected to Sun Ce. Witnessing Zhou Tai and the others make their move, Sun Shangxiang could no longer contain her restlessness. Seizing an opportunity when Han Wei was distracted by the flames, she decisively lunged into the fray.

By the time he reached the front of the Sea of Clouds Hall, his disheveled appearance had already attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

Li Yunhui directly drew his sword without a word and thrust it toward Xing Lin. Xing Lin unsheathed his weapon to meet him, engaging Li Yunhui in combat. This time, Xing Lin did not produce the Soul-Fixing Box; he simply relied on his blade to exchange blows with Li Yunhui, confident in his heart that Li Yunhui was certainly no match for him.

Through the absorption and fusion of nether spirits, the ghost spirit's body had already managed to condense into a solid form, albeit appearing slightly weak.

An eunuch suddenly came running out from somewhere, drenched in sweat and panting heavily, so anxious he could not even utter a single coherent word, only desperately pointing in the direction of Huoyin's estate.

Murong Yunyin and Dao Ming Taoist did not disturb him, but quietly stood to the side, awaiting the outcome.

"It is Uncle Zhuang." Wang Zhao nodded, acknowledging his identity, and was about to speak when he was immediately interrupted by the other party.

To reverse such a situation, certain measures had to be employed. Phyllis could not guarantee that her methods were entirely clean, nor did she know whether Karl could steer clear of such tiresome psychological squeamishness.

The combined earnings of a thriving shop in the capital over the course of three years—ten thousand taels... Madam Song ought to weigh her own worth before speaking.

Xiang Hu wore a bitter expression. Right now, they were acting like headless flies, blundering about in these gloomy, foul-smelling, and filthy sewers without the slightest clue or direction.

In the forest, Yang Dong had slain a Tier 1 dragon-lizard magical beast weighing around a hundred catties, and hurriedly hauled the creature to the firebird's nest, tossing it right before the firebird.

Instantly, Bai He and the others bowed in unison, calling out in one voice, "Fourth Master..." Jin Yu did not know what expression Sheng Yu wore at that moment; she felt a trace of tension, her hands resting at her sides slowly clenching into fists. The next moment, Sheng Yu's voice rang out in the room. Unlike the tone he had used outside the door, his voice was exceptionally slow and gentle.

Ye晨 had never anticipated that her delaying tactics would bring her such a mountain of trouble. It was precisely because of her procrastination that both Shen Wu and Zhao Lin lost their patience, ultimately deciding to deal with and eliminate her first.

Yet at this moment, the Emperor was not looking at her. Compared to back then, the pressure of his gaze now was not even half of what it had been.

It fell squarely upon her own person. Even though Tang Luoluo still kept her head lowered completely, she remained trapped within such a predicament.

The only problem was that Nancao, also known as Yuyi, was a disciple of the Seven Treasures Sect; what would it look like if she just ran off like this with Bai Dede?

For the few corvée laborers, the pain was secondary; the crucial thing was being whipped in front of their comrades, leaving them with practically no face left to show. When they got up to rejoin the ranks, the recent days' smugness was entirely gone, and they all hung their heads like frost-bitten eggplants.

Zhao Jia withdrew his smile, letting the wind from the north sweep across his cheeks and brush past his temples, his eyes half-closed, his spine held as straight as a green pine.