107 Superheroes 16
Upon returning to the Prince’s estate, Yun Sang arranged for Dou Yanran to stay in the South Courtyard. To prevent anyone from the palace from planting spies or informants within the household, Yun Sang continued to play the villain, ordering Dou Yanran to report for service early the next morning.
She had always lived by the motto: "One should not harbor intentions to harm others, yet one must always be on guard against being harmed."
After all, there was nothing left in this Douluo realm that could enhance his cultivation; every advancement in level was a cause for celebration.
The soil was loosened and watered as needed, and any weeds were dealt with before they could even sprout.
The guests inside had been driven out, and everyone was gathered on the roadside demanding an explanation, which was why the road was blocked.
However, the fox did not walk away empty-handed; at the very least, his standing in everyone’s hearts had become unshakable.
With no other choice, Lü Tianming voiced the doubts in his heart, though he did not stop his work, continuing to refine those pill techniques.
In the subsequent levels of the Sword Tower, despite his precautions, Lü Tianming was still drawn into illusions.
Finally, under Peng Li’s exquisite blade work, the cucumber was transformed into thin, uniform slices of green.
The driver was clearly startled by me; perhaps he thought I was a madman, as he remained wary of me throughout the journey.
"Look at this hermitage—it looks just like a public restroom," Qing Kou remarked with a sneer.
The purpose of handing over the secret treasure now was to use the two individuals from Feihong Residence to trick the Emperor into framing them, thereby implicating the Prince of Jin and ultimately cementing the charge of treason against him.
Not long after the two elders departed, Ju Zikai, drenched in sweat, arrived before Mo Mo with the three people in tow.
The forest was quiet and profound. Amidst the craggy branches, a yellowish-green ghostly light occasionally flickered, staring unblinkingly at the man in black.
Meanwhile, in another part of the Xumi Mountain range, the disciples under the banner of Qingfeng, led by the Immortal Marquis Wenhan, along with three junior disciples including Lin Mengjiao, were searching the mountains for signs of spirit beasts.
"Don't you have a down jacket?" Qing Kou asked with a hint of pity, watching Su Xiao shivering from the cold like a bear.
He had been wrong—wrong from the very beginning. He should never have proposed marriage to the Changsun household at such a time, pushing Yinyin into the crosshairs of slaughter.
After all, once one’s cultivation reaches that realm, increasing one’s combat power by even a single level is incredibly difficult. Even the most powerful divine abilities cannot achieve a simple boost; that would be unrealistic.
Tan Luo focused her spiritual sense. From her perspective, she could only see the serene, picturesque side profile beneath the veil: brows neither thick nor thin, slanting elegantly toward the temples; phoenix eyes slightly upturned, reflecting a mesmerizing luster; a nose as straight and tall as a mountain; and thin, tightly pressed lips with a cold, sharp line.
In the River of Flowing Sands, the laws of time are chaotic; for a master of the Zhaoguang realm to step inside is to risk falling into a demonic obsession.
"Extinguish the fire first, then grab your clothes!" Lian Zhenyun ran in behind her. Seeing the flames were not yet out of control, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed Qi Suniang aside, and used a thick, damp towel he had grabbed when leaving the room to smother the fire.
"Clang—!" A sword hum erupted suddenly from the trembling Heretic Sword, piercing everyone's eardrums and jolting them from their trance induced by Shi Qingxuan’s flute music.
Beyond being overjoyed by his own beauty, the Fifth Young Master Su had already mapped out a grand blueprint for the future. He even planned to establish a large dyeing mill and cloth shop here to build his reputation first. Little did he know, just as he had selected the site and before he could take any concrete action, an urgent letter from Manager Yan arrived.
Night-luminescent pearls were scattered everywhere in the hall—likely over a thousand of them—lighting the vast cavern as bright as day.
The Emperor had been quite frustrated these days. The matter of Ruan Yunsi was like riding a tiger: on one hand, it was difficult to retract his imperial decree; on the other, Su Mingxi was deeply devoted to Ruan Yunsi and refused to yield an inch.
Meanwhile, Zhong Nan, disguised as a peddler, traveled throughout the outskirts of the capital within a hundred-mile radius, gathering much information. Seeing that his baskets were nearly empty, he realized that continuing to wander would eventually lead to exposure. Estimating that the information he had gathered was sufficient, he headed toward the Duke’s estate that evening.
Listening to the report from the communicator, Karaniou could not contain himself and crushed the device. His two pairs of fangs were nearly parallel to the ground. Everyone in the "Venom Fang" knew this was a sign of the Skeleton King Karaniou’s towering rage, and no one dared to breathe loudly.
"It’s just ahead." Gu Feng activated his armor's flight function and soared forward. The Copper tribesmen, however, kept pace with him using only their own physical strength, which secretly shocked Gu Feng.
Having lost half of his auction items in one go, regardless of whether these people could leave the *Tyrant* alive, the Captain of the *Tyrant* was now guilty of dereliction of duty, and there was no room for negotiation.
The giant, not expecting that Lin and his two companions would dare to attack again, stood stunned for a moment.
Having fully grasped the measure of Qiu Hejia, Xiao Yi naturally did not give him a pleasant look and did not even glance at him.
Chen Ji absolutely did not want a life where he had to be surrounded by crowds wherever he went. He would not deny his identity as a wealthy man, but he certainly did not want to be stared at like a zoo animal wherever he went.
This guild could only be considered a mid-sized power, yet it was one of the top forces in the city, with tens of thousands of subordinates under its command—a truly formidable organization.