Chapter 61: A Private Residence

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Rather than losing his sense of crisis, it was more like throwing a cold-blooded creature from an icy wasteland into a region of perpetual heat. From the very beginning, he did not believe Jiang Qizhen’s claim that his mother was gravely ill. Setting aside other matters, if his mother were truly seriously ill, Zhang Bucai would have been running around frantically at the Jiang household long ago—how could he have had the leisure to accompany Jiang Qizhen on a trip to Cangzhou?

Qiu Shen looked into the surrounding darkness, uncertain if it was merely a trick of the light, but the atmosphere seemed even more eerie than before, as if the air had transformed into a viscous, elastic glue surrounding him.

As for paying two coins? Ha, not even equivalent to a month’s allowance for a son—can that even be called money?

At the same time, after overexerting his abilities, a sharp pain radiated from his brainstem, even more intense than the agony of losing his eyesight.

All eyes had already turned toward the top deck of the boat. At first, no one knew who had lavishly rented the top floor of this ornate vessel, but now everyone was eager to see who was behind such extravagance.

Every face was concealed, revealing only a pair of silent, cold eyes exposed to the air.

The heavy coffin lid was gradually lifted inch by inch. Jiang Changan held his breath, eyes unblinking as he fixed his gaze on the slowly opening gap.

At present, the New Party dominated the court as the sole power. After Emperor Chongkang’s failed support of the eunuch faction, a subtle imbalance arose between the imperial authority and the chancellery.

“You declared in front of so many classmates, practically shouting to everyone that I would encounter ‘misfortune.’”

Thus, on the road from Blackwater City to Underworld City, Lin Zhen began killing, soon amassing the corpses of 108 cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage or above, arranging the mysterious Ghost Yin Soul Formation outside the Immortal Tomb Valley.

“Do you recognize me?” she asked in surprise. She was no longer the person she had once been—how could they know her now?

The orderly sound of running filled everyone’s ears. Turning around, Lin Xiang saw a disciplined troop of about a thousand soldiers approaching.

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Seeing Lin Feng remain silent, Su Xue also said nothing, simply watching him, curious to see how he would respond.

The Spirit-Sealing Talisman was recorded on site by cultivators capturing the target’s true spiritual aura; it could be copied without any time restriction, meaning he would face relentless pursuit from the entire cultivation world in the future.

Liang Xinhui’s words made Lin Xiang and Zhu Qian furrow their brows. They had already known this matter would not proceed smoothly, but they had not expected further complications.

“Master, should we send someone to take a look…” Liu Ye whispered in close proximity to him.

After finishing, he cast a strange glance at Chen Han, recalling the recent conversation Chen Han had with Wang Ben at the city gate.

Bai Changshan and Princess Antai were puzzled, assuming the family simply could not adapt to life in the capital. Their words often carried complaints, though mostly out of helplessness.

Although Lin Xiang’s consciousness could slightly suppress the battle between the two energies, the situation was still unfavorable. With Lin Xiang’s involvement, the conflict among two energies transformed into a three-way struggle.

Feng Shaoming muttered silently, pondering, then dismissed the idea—Li Shui had no reason to lie, so where was that mysterious powerhouse?

Looking up, Yue Ying noticed the Shadow Chain had somehow leapt into midair. The entire chain coiled like a serpent, tightly encasing the crescent moon and withstanding the fierce strikes of the thunderbolt.

Seeing the two finish their selections, Gu Hanchi put down the longsword he had been toying with and asked. The two approached, Luo Rou holding the ghostly whip she had just chosen, while Luo Xi picked the stubborn stone.

Besides that, he needed to keep as much distance as possible from Ye Jinmu to avoid misunderstandings from Chu Qinghan.

At this moment, witnessing Chu Qinghan’s actions truly made one worry whether Ye Xian could accept them.

If Dong Zhuo genuinely wished to serve the court, he might have been capable of pacifying the eunuchs and unifying the realm, bringing peace to the people. Unfortunately, Dong Zhuo was forever an ambitious man.

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“Father, Ying’er carries a heavy responsibility attending the world’s premier martial arts tournament this time. If she can achieve glory, our Ye family’s reputation will spread far and wide…” Nearby, Ye Shi spoke up.

“Ji Shao, this has nothing to do with you. It’s Tang Chuan being too reckless. I told him long ago: if there’s trouble, tell others so everyone can discuss it together instead of blindly taking risks. But he just wouldn’t listen!” Hearing Ji Feng’s words, Su Yun’er fought back tears, choking with emotion.

Meanwhile, Gou Sheng was busy socializing with Xing Tairan, and no one paid attention to the disappearance of Lord Yuan.

Dian Wei nodded in his usual casual manner and said, “Exactly, that’s the point. I’ll go with you all! Let’s go. By the way, bring the tiger along.” Liao Xi waved, and two Death God soldiers dismounted to carry the tiger’s corpse.

Wang Lang gave a bitter smile and then handed three crystal chess pieces to Bai Xinyi.

The Asura Realm’s top general, Magic Boundless, had yet to regain peak power, but even so, his powerful strike was not something ordinary gods could withstand.

Then music started playing, and on the opening screen, three guests appeared in sequence, complete with voiceovers, subtitles, and mentor introductions.

The phone rang at that moment. I sensed it was him and moved to a place slightly away from the court to answer.

Duan Tianxing suffered consecutive damages to two magical treasures and was severely injured in vital energy. A trace of grief and anger flashed across his face as he turned to flee. Su Nan crushed two spirit-gathering pearls, instantly activating the Ascending Cloud Steps.