Chapter 23

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Su Miaojing sat with her legs bent beneath her, resting on her feet, eyes closed and hands pressed together in prayer. Slowly, her left foot bent upward, resting on her own shoulder.

Meiyue quickly stepped in to smooth things over for Shen Yuan, speaking politely and truthfully: Shen Yuan was a skilled businessman, but asking him to cultivate medicinal herbs would surely end in a mess.

Many demon gods were searching for the whereabouts of the Eastern Emperor Bell. Kunpeng had almost found a lead, but due to a warning from Kunpeng Palace, he had to return there. This delay meant other demon gods might beat them to it.

Later, the lady suggested that the general take Bai Xue as a concubine, but the general refused, having promised not to take a concubine. Bai Xue from the Rongxiang Courtesan House also insisted she would not become a concubine and pretended that the events of that night never happened.

Yao Chuxi knew her father was a man of few words and usually quiet at home. If he was talking nonstop, it meant he was truly worried and anxious.

A luxurious car came to a stop with a screech by the roadside. Su Yiwan grabbed the handrail and turned her head, casting a cold glance at the man in the driver's seat.

Night fell. Outside, the earth was blanketed in white snow, with snowflakes drifting down and the biting wind howling past.

Several gentry followed the battlefield inspection, finding some boards to carry the severely wounded Zhu Cheng and other injured men to the county jail for treatment. Some wealthy families showed courtesy by bringing a local sedan chair to transport Yang Xu to the county office.

"Princess Feiyun said exactly right. When you accompanied Dexi to the Honglu Temple to invite the princess today, did you see Cui Huan offend the princess?" Ouyang Jing inquired further.

"Empress, since Princess Feiyun has left, we will also take our leave," Consort Duan and Consort Xian saw Wang Qingping's troubled expression, rose, bowed, and departed.

At the moment Shui Muyan turned around, Luo Jiushuang panicked, grabbing Shui Muyan's hand tightly.

Fortunately, Xiao Lang was very sensible and did not repeatedly provoke Rong Xuan's nerve. Instead, he obediently soothed Rong Xuan’s mood, which gradually shifted from dark to bright. The atmosphere in the room grew warm as everyone drank wine, bit into meat and soup, accompanied by laughter and music, creating a relaxed and pleasant scene.

Fei Yinan frowned as he looked at the office. He glanced back at Song Ruyi before entering. As soon as he stepped in, he heard his mother and Fang Yuan chatting happily.

Wen Rourou pushed Zhang Lang aside, instinctively using her body to shield him from incoming arrows, unwilling to see him harmed by the Golden Feather. She did not know why she acted this way—it was simply a reflex to protect Zhang Lang.

Ming Yi secretly gestured to Long Fei to be quiet and watch Rong Xuan’s expression carefully, to read the mood from his face.

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"When did I... you shameless!" Xiao Lang blushed deeply, glaring at Rong Xuan, kicking him angrily before turning to run away.

Rong Xuan paused for a moment, finding this martial skill quite interesting. It emphasized fierce strength and unmatched power. Mo Meng rolled up his sleeves, revealing muscular arms. His elbows and fists moved with the sound of wind, perfectly executed and capable of breaking bones and tearing muscles upon contact.

"Help? Lu Xijia, do you ever need help? Aren’t you always confident and poised as if you have everything under control?" Wu Nian glared at Lu Xijia, her tone full of hidden resentment.

"Master Qian Gu, congratulations," Nightmare God appeared behind Qian Fei silently, his smile ambiguous—either mocking or disdainful.

After hearing Yang Meiyan and Wang Yu’s responses, Yang Meixin shared her own analysis with everyone.

At the same time, Neptune had the strongest winds in the solar system, so they used fire to pass along the flame, growing it ever larger—a symbol of their identity as fire bearers.

The opponent seemed to have noticed Wang Linchi, the only living person, whose massive body stood steadily on the water without sinking even a bit.

He gathered his energy in his dantian, legs firmly rooted like intertwined roots. After circulating true qi through his body, he suddenly pushed forward with force.

Changbo Mieyu was very trustworthy. After she sent over the data, she soon transferred the money to the Swiss bank account.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan noticed that the Yongzhou cauldron appeared on the back of the Fengshen decree, with the words "Emperor Yuan" seeming heavier, surrounded continuously by purple aura.

Even if these demon beasts did not kill Jiang Youning and the others, it did not matter. By then, they would be gasping for breath, and the person lurking in the shadows could easily finish them off.

Jiang Youning bought an apple and took a bite. Though crisp and sweet, it could not compare to spirit fruits nurtured by spiritual energy. She occasionally tried them just for novelty.

The golden trident, once thrown, grew continuously in midair, its volume suddenly increasing hundreds of times. But under the scorching aura of the Destructive Fire Lotus, it struggled to move even an inch.

Though the inspection department was independent of the branch company, it belonged to the headquarters. If the head of the headquarters got angry and disbanded the inspection department, they would all be finished.

The brother and sister seemed unaware of them. Slowly, they turned in the dark mist, their bodies twisted as if their spines were broken, walking deeper into the black fog.

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You have to admit, the immortal sect is not a demonic sect—they would never impose blood contracts or soul curses on prisoners. Meng Yu looked like a cat trying to sneak out to steal fish.

Here, after Qi Bin communicated with Gu Wan, he naturally told the Gu family clearly about the matter.

Zhou Guanyu lifted her long sleeve. A purple thread climbed upward, already covering half her arm.

Helian Ze propped his chin and watched her eat. The previously intolerable smell of stinky tofu was now gone.

"Then, Su Yuan, can you disguise yourself as a traveler like when you went to the Northern Bank earlier, and go apologize to Granny Ping?" Gan Yu asked.

Some bolder ones, realizing how rare this scene was, threw themselves wholeheartedly into filming.

The company immediately sent a lawyer’s letter regardless of who sued. Those people gradually quieted down, no longer daring to make a fuss.

The Yinshan sect’s most relied-upon ghost soldier general vanished without a trace, and the ghost-possessed corpse Yuan Xuer also disappeared.

An overwhelmingly sinister aura suddenly burst forth from Blood Maitreya, sweeping through the entire space in an instant.

Crucially, the only information we have about the first abbot is the notes on this bamboo slip. Apart from this, there is no other way for us to find more information.

"Satan, I know, Chinese people, interesting. The grim reaper has quietly arrived, the gates of hell are open. Wait for the reaper’s scythe to harvest you!" Peter looked at his fallen comrade, his brown eyes flashing with crimson bloodlight, the fiery battle spirit burning fiercely within them.