Chapter 27

However, to ensure greater certainty in his actions, he conducted a series of investigations and inquiries regarding the current state of the Imperial Academy.

Before Ye Chen could process her words, a sudden, intense discomfort seized his body, rising like a violent storm.

While other sects would treat a summoned spirit beast like a deity to be worshipped, he had simply snatched one up for his Xi'er's amusement.

Da Meng gave a cold, mocking laugh, thinking that this Wu Liang had grown quite bold. Did Wu Liang really think that just because he was a trusted confidant, he could do whatever he pleased in his presence?

Moreover, all she remembered were the harsh threats he had muttered while idle. Why did she fixate on those while forgetting the perfectly serious lines he had spoken?

"Low-grade Blue Tier?!" Song Shilang’s tiger eyes widened, staring at Lin Dong in disbelief. Only two days ago, Lin Dong had still been a student in the Earth Class with the aptitude of a High-grade Green Tier.

Given Zhao Yutong’s current status and power, how many in this world could use their authority to force him into a compromise?

Suddenly, a blade flew through the air. Su Yan tilted his head to dodge, and the tip of the blade embedded itself directly into the doorframe.

He pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was draped in cobwebs, and as the tattered curtains fluttered, a cloud of dust billowed out.

Yet she never imagined that her impulsive attempt at testing would result in such a rare third floor.

Guan Yi burst into laughter upon hearing this. This was exactly what he wanted. He had said so much, initially intending to either win Sun Taixi over or at least keep him stable so he wouldn't interfere. He had never expected Sun Taixi to express a willingness to cooperate.

Seeing this, the Empress Dowager and Xu Zidai were at a loss. They had never expected the musician to behave like this, nor had they thought to investigate first, which led to the current situation. However, having come this far, they were unwilling to admit defeat.

After all, the previous bids had reached the tens of millions. Could it be that the starting price set by Song Xuan was actually less than ten million?

***

"Your mother refuses to marry me. Why don't you help me persuade her?" Mo Qianyuan winked at him.

Such a tactical approach was abysmal. Guan Yi was a man of great talent and strategy; he would never make such a low-level error. The only explanation was that the Emperor had other plans.

Although her lower back had struck a floor lamp in the corner, she had no time to feel the pain, caught up entirely in her panic.

Raising an eyebrow, Ziying was suddenly startled by the dozens of figures lying on the ground at her feet. This feeling—why were these people so different from the game characters she had encountered before? It felt as if... could these people actually be real?

"Of course. I haven't been slacking off in the kitchen; I’ve been processing it to make it suitable for humans." Chizhe kept his eyes fixed on the tongue, a behavior that led Natela to misunderstand, thinking Chizhe was disappointed that she hadn't prepared the tongue properly after all that effort.

"Of course it is I. I thought giving it such a strange name was your limit, but I never expected you to put it in such danger." Yufeng beckoned to Bajie, and the cat in her arms abandoned her instantly, running to Yufeng’s feet.

When Dujuan heard this, her face flushed red. If she weren't holding a needle for fear of pricking Qin Yue, she would have wanted to strike him a few times.

Ye Guochen did not start the car. Instead, he kept his gloomy face fixed on Ruxue. Watching her turn her head toward the window, he reached out, gripped her chin, and abruptly forced her to turn back.

In truth, Ruxue longed to tell Ye Guochen the truth—the truth about why she had left him, and how much she had suffered over these past two years. But the moment she remembered she was someone who could die at any moment, she swallowed all her words.

Before Lance could finish his sentence, a faint gust of wind shot from behind, aimed directly at his cervical spine, back, and lower body.

Although the previous failure made him cautious, the people he sent to investigate had all been killed and buried, each killed by a single strike. He had searched the Le family home but found nothing, assuming they were simply lucky to have been saved by other experts before he could reach them.

Luo Tingfang nodded, took a deep breath, and stepped into the palace she had never entered before. From this day on, she would begin a new chapter of her life here, starting from scratch.

Yun Feng was always traveling for work, and since Yun Moyuan lacked talent in cultivation, he had followed him into business and rarely returned home.

***

As such, time travel was not popular in the interstellar era. Zhou Ruoxue seemed worried about exposing her lack of knowledge in that area, and as for rebirth—that was even more out of the question. Rebirth involved traveling through time, a realm completely inaccessible in the interstellar world.

"You're not angry with me anymore?" Yun Ruoyan looked at him, puzzled. His tone made it sound as if she were looking forward to breaking even with him. "Then I suppose I should thank you, Young Master Pei!" Her tone was laced with clear sarcasm.

"It's getting late. Let's rest first and explore tomorrow," Gongsun Yun announced. No one objected, as the sun had already dipped behind the mountains when they arrived.

The blood drawn from Haizhu was transformed by the mysterious blood crystal into pure life force, which was then fed back into Lance’s body. It felt like receiving a massage for three thousand six hundred trillion cells.

To the outside world, the Ming family was now a mystery—a mystery that naturally inspired awe.

At some point, a bottle of red wine had appeared in Cheng Feng's hand. He took a corkscrew, opened the bottle, and gestured for the waiter to bring new glasses.

The second point was: It was over. So many had died in vain. The expedition members had signed liability waivers, so no one would be held responsible for their deaths.

Little did they know, the scene they had just stumbled upon had already been witnessed by their teammates—and more than one of them.

The next morning, Jiali Khan and Tuli Khan shouted from the banks of the Wei River, demanding that Li Jing come out to speak. Upon hearing the news, Li Jing did not bring his main army; instead, he brought only Li Haochen to the riverbank to parley with the Khans.

When Wen Wanwan crawled out of bed the next day, her head was pounding as if it would split, and the world was spinning. When she could finally see her surroundings, she realized she was in a hotel, and a jolt of alarm went through her.