Volume 1, Chapter 64: A Calculated Encounter Disguised as Coincidence

The all-around househusband’s short videos went viral, but Cheng Xu could not find it in himself to be happy.

In this era of "infamy is still fame," countless individuals chased after web traffic by grabbing eyeballs and throwing away all bottom lines, and Cheng Xu had now become one of those notorious figures.

Each time he refined the primordial power of the stars, when was it not an excruciating ordeal that left him agonizingly close to death?

"That is hard to say. I possess vast computational power as well as the ability to perceive time."

Fang Yan, however, was not the least bit flustered. Instead, a slight smile appeared on his face. Without speaking or striking, his figure simply flickered as he shuttled back and forth within the formation.

At this thought, the disciples of various aristocratic families and the wealthy tycoons trembled all over with excitement! How could they not have known to come to such a marvelous place earlier? These local savages simply deserved to go to hell; clearly possessing so many treasures, year after year they had only offered up some worthless junk as tribute to the emperor of our Great Tang.

Although the battle drums sounded and players pushing the siege rams continuously died, others kept stepping up to take their places. By now, no one cared about that anymore; having been beaten so miserably before, they finally had a chance to launch a counterattack. No matter how fierce the onslaught, it could not halt their advance.

If she could speak, they could at least chat, but Big Sister Meatball was incapable of communication. All night long, Sun Yue could only entertain her by offering water and some melon seeds, while for the rest of the time, the two of them sat facing each other in silence.

Huang Jiuge smiled. Earlier, she had felt that coming to Dragon-Phoenix Ridge was a misfortune, but at this moment, she felt a sense of gratitude.

Her body-tempering had already reached the Marrow-Cleansing and Acupoint-Refining realm, and achieving any massive improvement in the short term was impossible; she could only rely on the accumulation of daily practice hereafter.

"As if I'd believe you..." Ying Cheng tossed a chicken leg into her lap. This girl had a head like a sieve, forgetting things the moment she turned around; counting on her was far less reliable than keeping a strict eye on her himself.

In broad daylight like this, several villagers wanted to plead for entry into the city, but they were either beaten up and thrown out or cursed at and driven away.

"She asked me whether death occurs before birth. I replied, 'For you, death brings true freedom, at least in that single instant...' In fact, death might simply be a name humans give to a certain state." Ning Yu's gaze grew misty, as if she had fallen into memories.

Earlier, while she was tidying up in the kitchen, she heard a group of gossiping maidservants discussing Lin Yue'er. Knowing what the matrons in this marquis's manor were really like, she simply hid to the side and listened in.

Lin Yue'er seemed not to have expected the emperor to explain these things to her personally, but upon seeing Lin Qinghan's blushing face beside her, she managed to figure out most of the situation.

Han Che knew that she had become this agitated precisely because he was here. Suppressing the reluctance in his heart, he fled and left the Flying Snow Sect.

The crowd instantly felt immensely fortunate that they had listened to the village head and fled overnight; otherwise, the ones being captured right now would have been them.

Before long, someone had already slipped away quietly to fetch a few officials to come and help.

Fearing that she would arrive too late, she hurried over, yet before she even reached the place, Wang Gandang was already waiting for her outside the vast plaza where the victory celebration was being held.

Yet Lin Qinghan had clearly witnessed all of this, and had still allowed Madame Wang to make things so difficult for her. When all was said and done, she was nothing more than a plaything to him.

Chi Mu felt a bit worried about Shen Yurong, but since they were in the imperial palace, there was nothing he could do. He could only use his eyes to signal Qinghua to come and find him immediately should anything happen.

In truth, that was indeed the case. During the subsequent punishments, although Dongyue wore an expression of intense pain, he did not shatter beyond recognition as he had before.

Murong Xi pulled the blanket tighter around herself and looked casually at Bai Xiuchen, acting as though she did not care in the slightest.