Chapter 52: Night You's First Battle

Struggling frantically, Yeyou was dragged all the way into the Great Soul Arena.

Jiang Beibei was well aware that this kid possessed a unique martial soul, and wandering blindly outside the Heaven Dou Imperial City would not work out well. However, once inside the Great Soul Arena, virtually no one would pay him much attention.

After all, the two great empires had not yet reached the point of a complete falling out; even if members of either royal family frequented the other's capital, it would amount to nothing more than a warning at most.

To step back ten thousand paces, even if this kid were caught—

In Wang Ning's memory, his family had never revealed exactly how much money was spent, turning it into an eternal secret from his past life.

Only Zhuge Xiong was present in the pavilion over the water. It hardly looked like a feast at Hongmen, and Zhuge Xiong even managed to put on a remarkably nonchalant appearance.

Li San felt somewhat ashamed and intended to interject with an explanation, but before he could, Aunt Zhang eagerly elbowed her way to the front and burst into a hearty laugh, grinning from ear to ear with delight.

Feng Mei was speechless for a fleeting second, but her instincts immediately took over the next moment as she leaned backbonelessly against his chest.

Bai Yang nodded slightly and said in a gentle voice, "Close your eyes, gather your focus, and center your mind upon the three spiritual fires on your shoulders and the crown of your head. Then, slowly guide them downward, drawing them toward the palms of your hands."

What mattered most was that their emperor had remained devoted to that single fierce tigress throughout his entire life. When she passed away prematurely due to lingering injuries from past battles that ruined her health, the emperor had even insisted on staying by her side.

A moment ago, she was still harboring a shred of wishful thinking, believing that a big shot like Qin Nie would surely not care about five hundred bucks.

He had checked beforehand; the largest single tipping record across all short video platforms was only eighty million. His one hundred and fifty million was nearly double that record.

Usually, only a scattering of people came here to pick up simple daily tasks, with rewards mostly consisting of ten-thousand or fifty-thousand Stardust Cards.

Yu Zhengtang parted the weeds and located the grave of Seventh Master Zhao, thinking to himself that he could not simply turn back on the word of that scrawny old man. Since the living person was nowhere to be found, he at least had to set eyes upon the corpse.

The two of them had essentially entered into a shotgun wedding. There had been numerous misunderstandings during their dating phase, followed by the exhausting responsibilities of raising children. Now that the children were finally old enough to require less constant attention, he had thought he could openly and properly enjoy a perfect married life.

Wu Gang looked at the silent Yuanzi, then glanced down at his own hand, instantly understanding what had happened. He snatched his hand back as quick as lightning, the expression on his face shifting unpredictably.

Wu Gang, who had been cornered in the middle by Li Qing and Wu Mei'er, suddenly spoke up. Hearing Wu Gang say this, Li Hong could no longer press the issue; he sheathed his sword and stepped aside to clear a path.

The nanny looked with eager anticipation as Su Jin kept one hand behind her back, holding the nanny's phone. Unable to ask for it back, she felt her heart tremble with anxiety, praying desperately that her boss wouldn't discover her phone, or she would be completely finished.

After saying that, the burly man turned his head away and ignored Bai Jingting, though his eyes kept darting sideways to gauge her reaction.

Biting her lips, Ou Yi flashed a trace of struggle in his eyes, his mind beginning to waver regarding the decision he had made.

Of course she knew the name of Her Royal Highness the Grand Princess, even if she did not possess a very deep understanding of this world.

"Grandma, there's no need! I'm fine just like this!" How could Gai Yan bear to let an elderly person go to such trouble for him? He hastily stood up to decline.

The door had already been destroyed by the shockwave of the explosion, but fortunately, this was only the second floor. Jumping down would at worst result in a sprained ankle, so it wasn't a major issue.

"Father! Father!" Overcome with grief, Master Lou grabbed the siblings and kowtowed to Old Master Lou, who had now died twice.

The second matter was the root of this massive disaster, yet he was completely incapable of divining it, nor could he deduce the beginning and end of the event by reading the outcomes of divinations concerning others.

Judging solely by his appearance, the astrolabe-wielding old man even looked slightly younger than Jin Xian. Who could have imagined he was actually Jin Xian's adoptive father? It seemed the ages and cultivation realms of these two astrologers were far beyond what their outward appearances suggested.

The upper body of the headless Annihilation Spirit blazed with even more intense flames. In less than half a minute, its entire torso was directly burned into nothingness by the raging fire.

Just at that moment, the sound of something sweeping through midair suddenly rang out above everyone's heads.

Elder Lu actually shared the exact same suspicion as Old Mrs. Lu, which was why he had deliberately lagged behind a few steps earlier instead of immediately stopping her. Now, seeing that there truly seemed to be no prey, he seized the opportunity to show his support and sharply reprimanded her to hold her back.

The group did not manage to travel very far. After advancing less than twenty meters, the light they cast forward as they pushed deeper into the cavern illuminated faint, vague human figures within the pitch-black depths.

A slight sense of relief washed over me, though I still dared not lower my guard, secretly staying on high alert. The Lu family's heirloom kitchen knife rested right at my waist within easy reach, and the blade spirit was ever ready to strike.

Master Tianqiong, Master Zizhen, Master Sike, Master Nielan, Yuechan, Master Yu, and others were all present without exception.

"Since the Daoist friend is so certain, this item must certainly be extraordinary. May this poor Daoist taste it and see how it is?" The Daoist priest Zhenyuan picked up his teacup and brought it to his lips to sip.

She exerted almost no effort at all. Among all the people running, apart from the instructor, Hua冉 was by far the most relaxed.

"Saying that water exists in gaseous, liquid, and solid states is barely acceptable, but how on earth can fire be liquid?" The teacher asked, looking somewhat bewildered.

Inadvertently, the younger sister caught sight of something standing rigidly beneath the quilt when it was lifted. Huantian saw this as well and hurriedly explained, "It's not what you think."

On the morning of the second day, Shen Huan and his group arrived early at the opening ceremony venue. Today's opening ceremony was unmissable, as delegations from many countries would be attending, alongside, of course, a host of important VIPs.