Chapter 63

"Step aside..." A noisy commotion came from the doorway, and Jiang Xinyu heard a voice she loathed. She cursed inwardly, thinking that even a simple meal was being utterly ruined.

All along, Chen Qing had actually been extremely curious about what martial arts in the superhuman realm were truly like.

Although his consciousness and thoughts still originated from another world—making it impossible for him to truly regard this family as his actual kin—after more than half a year of living together, a deep and profound bond had formed between him and them.

The main ancestral residence of the Qi family was located in the west of Qi County. As a prestigious local clan with a long history, they still retained the custom of living together as a clan, with over a thousand clansmen occupying an entire neighborhood.

Back then, their ancestors were forced to participate in that earth-shattering event; it had been a helpless move, and they had no choice.

At that moment, Old Man Qi seemed to be transported back more than a decade, feeling once again the bone-chilling terror he had experienced when Lord Wu'an entered Qi County, sat high upon the hall, and he had crawled inside to pay his respects.

"What are you standing around for? Why haven't you dragged him back yet!" Steward Lin said to his attendants with a livid face.

Jin Yanchen was meticulously shelling a French lobster for the main course, gracefully placing the delicate and plump meat onto a side plate before nodding to signal Jian Yi to taste it.

Afterwards, he picked up a neatly folded set of patrolman's uniform and cap from the table nearby and handed them to Chen Qing.

This guard had a fair bit of courage, managing to smoothly rattle off such a long speech right in front of Nangong Tian, which won him a sliver of appreciation from Nangong Tian. However, this was hardly the time for admiring talent; the crisis was far from resolved, yet his thoughts were already wandering off course.

Gu Qianqian, however, could not hold back her tears. The mere thought of Ningning brought an unstoppable flood of weeping.

"I still don't understand. The four major clans have coexisted for years, and friction has always existed between them. Why would the Zhongshan clan act so decisively this time? Weren't they previously unwilling to openly make an enemy of our Liuxiang clan? Could it really be just because a few Spirit Saints and Spirit Emperors died?" Liuxiang Yuan could not puzzle it out.

The moment it was cast open, his hands and feet felt as though they were being tightly gripped by an invisible force. Not only was he unable to break free, but even his voice failed him, and the words he wished to spit out ultimately dissolved into a muffled groan.

This clearly proved that the Third Elder and the others were birds of a feather with the Second Elder, cut from the exact same cloth.

"The treasure is hidden within the former residence of the Mo family, but as for its exact location, I must go there myself to find it..." Without waiting for Bai Yujing to spell it out, Mo Yan'er knew what he was going to ask and hastily answered.

They say that those who touch pitch are defiled; the kind of person you are determines the kind of creature you keep. They shared the exact same temperament, making it impossible to genuinely like them.

Although the Dragon Lord had a feud with Mo Wuqi, the disciple of the Great Elder of the Kongxuan Sect, this had no impact whatsoever on Feng Fan. Anyone who knew him knew that he championed principles over personal ties.

The young maid rolled her eyes, turned her head to say something toward the inside of the door. There might still have been people outside the wooden panels, though they were invisible from where she stood.

"Aren't I just trying to win your master over and make her your mother? I've been putting in my full effort all along."

Seeing her resolute attitude, Xiangcao figured that giving away a little silver was no big deal. Surely the First Mistress wouldn't lower herself to snatching silver from a slave?

She was indeed very striking, possessing a mature charm distinct from Tian Xia's. Dressed in a professional suit, it outlined her tall and alluring figure.

"Ah, several steps are broken and dilapidated, and no one has ever fixed them. They tend to trip people in the dark every now and then." Cai Chun and Wu Liang walked with lanterns, flanking him on either side as companions.

When Megan walked into the orphanage alongside Greg and his group, Marina's gaze toward him turned somewhat peculiar.

Wen Cangyu suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, gave a calm and composed instruction, and then fell completely silent.

Though the battlefield was tragic, the soldiers remained orderly, methodical, and utterly unpanicked, showing that they were led by a brilliant commander.

His dense, slender eyelashes lent him a touch of serene gentleness, making him look as quiet as an angelic child.

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The shadows of the trees and houses outside the windows grew blurred. Although the light had not faded, it took on an eerie, gentle softness.

Nor could she possibly tell her that because her demonic heart was flawed and failed to reach perfection when she was breaking through to the realm of the Demonic Sovereign, her body and soul had been utterly destroyed, only to be reborn back to the present, nine hundred years ago, right?

Due to the remote location of the Cold Palace, very few people ever came here. It was desolate in the extreme, and even if someone had no choice but to pass by, they would consider the place ill-omened and choose to give it a wide berth.

Liu Ye had no idea why Fu Qingqing's personality had suddenly undergone such a drastic change, especially since the system had always remained obedient and quiet within her sea of consciousness. Even with its abilities, it had no way to monitor the outside world from within her mind.

"Didn't your aunt usually make you delicious food?" Yu娟 retorted with a trace of embarrassment.

In the past, he had also thought about seeking apprenticeship at Mount Mao, but they refused to take him, claiming he lacked affinity with Mount Mao and possessed poor natural talent.

Wu Wei felt a surge of intense excitement; as long as he took her hostage, would he still have to worry about escaping this Qizhou City? Even facing the encirclement of tens of thousands of troops, what of it? How could they ever dare to harm their Princess Royal?

"Evil Ghost King, aren't you going to come out? Did you really think this poor Taoist priest didn't know you were on the second floor?" Xu Xian said with absolute certainty.