Chapter 33: Is It Still Not Enough?

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At this thought, Lin Xing shouted, “Wait! You can’t just leave like this! The matter hasn’t been settled yet!”

Lin Longyong stopped and said irritably, “You little bastard, what more do you want?”

Lin Xing could not be bothered to answer him. Instead, he said to Uncle Zhao, “Uncle Zhao, this time the scoundrel only dared not cause trouble because you were here to uphold justice. But what about next time...?”

From his lofty vantage point, Xiao Xiaoqi saw the goateed old Taoist sprinting ahead alone. No one knew what wicked deed he had committed, but the Rainbow Snake King and the Frostfang Wolf King were chasing him from behind.

Mu Yidai’s pretty face flushed red. Embarrassed and annoyed, she stamped her foot, threw her handkerchief over Feng Chenyi’s face, and left.

A broad swath of dazzling crimson suddenly burst into the cool-toned space, making it impossible for Xiao Heng not to notice.

“Heh heh, Qiu Yilou, are all the people from your Thousand Emperor Sect fools? You expect me to surrender meekly and let you kill me at will?” Qi Sheng sneered.

Shangguan Qingwu formed a hand seal with one hand. Ethereal currents immediately appeared around her, wisps of mist rising until they swallowed her figure.

After saying this, Nanny Su looked at Gu Shengge and sighed inwardly. She had thought the late empress extraordinarily beautiful, but after seeing her own princess consort, she had no choice but to admit that such a beauty truly existed in this world.

The fellow was gazing at Xue Cheng with a lecherous grin, as though he had spotted a tree that grew money. His eyes glittered as he stroked the few strands of beard on his chin, putting on an air of utter righteousness.

Mu Yidai had been listening from the side for quite some time, but only Qian Qingxi’s remark made her nearly double over with laughter.

Hua Ji’s expression changed. She immediately formed hand seals and unleashed a secret technique. With a thunderous boom and a deep hum, she blocked Shangguan Qingwu’s attack.

Yet Huang Donglai kept his face rigid, as though he were afraid he might do something unfamiliar—some humiliating thing she believed would never have anything to do with him in this lifetime.

However, the sheet of paper pasted to the door of Yingbing Hall made Shi Songhong stop worrying about being punished by the teacher.

Even now, if laborers were organized to build irrigation ditches, sow grass, and plant trees, the newly added farmland and pasture would still be enough to accommodate tens of thousands of Ye clansmen fleeing north.

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Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound rang out. The ground not far away split open, and a black worm resembling an earthworm crawled out from beneath it.

“The Red-Browed Sect has fallen apart, and the Black Swallow Army has gone over to the aristocratic clans. Wouldn’t it be better to join the Celestial Mechanism Academy? Are you truly not tempted?” Ning Chan’er stared into Chen Hai’s eyes.

They seemed to have realized that the chaotic world was the environment on which they depended for survival. Once that environment shattered, total annihilation would follow.

The three Dao Embryos had previously failed to capture Chen Hai even when he was seriously wounded. Liu Yafu therefore knew that there was something strange about him, and that his strength could never be measured by the Dao Core realm alone.

He would never cooperate with the demons and monsters in the dream to butcher himself, nor would he do anything foolish that might make the outcome even worse.

In the art of alchemy, control of the fire was of paramount importance. After Yang Tian entered the Foundation Establishment stage, the strength of his spirit increased greatly, and his control of the flames reached an exquisite level. His success rate in alchemy rose sharply as well. Pills below the third grade posed no difficulty at all. He had already begun attempting to refine fifth-grade spirit pills.

With a household this large, even if the proper people were chosen, how could the shopkeepers and stewards not have one or two connections with the household?

Unexpectedly, before Liao Geng could speak, the master of the courtyard, seated nearby, broke his silence. Everyone in the room froze, their gazes converging on him. He stretched his legs after sitting cross-legged for so long, then looked at the others and smiled faintly.

As he spoke, the man waved a hand and had someone open the chest. Inside were merely some gifts for the birthday celebration. Zuo Liang glanced through them, nodded, and ordered the servants to put them away.

A few days earlier, a man claiming to be an immortal had arrived, saying that he happened to be passing through and was fated to meet Chu Jiangnan, so he had come especially to treat his illness. Prince Xiang had initially taken him for a charlatan looking for free food and drink, but after seeing his immortal bearing, he believed him to some extent.

The emperor truly did not know whether Princess Jing was protecting the royal family’s dignity or humiliating it.

The reason she wore such an expression was that she had encountered the master of the garden upon entering the gate. The moment he saw her, he acted as though he had seen his own mother. His overwhelming enthusiasm made Penglai feel thoroughly uncomfortable. At the same time, she secretly pondered that perhaps serving as a gate disciple of Fuli ranked somewhat higher than being a disciple of the Qiwuyuan Garden.

What was going on? In the past, whenever I vomited pieces of rats, it happened at random and was entirely beyond my control. Why was it that this time, after the Victorious General pecked my hand, I vomited them up? Could it be controlled after all?

At this point, Yunzhen glanced at He Xuan. Seeing how engrossed she was, he felt that some of his suspicions had been confirmed. Without waiting for He Xuan to speak, he continued on his own.

When Elder Peng came down from the battlefield, he looked down from above at Penglai and casually swept his gaze over Lord Twelve nearby.

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Seeing that He Xuan was busy changing the subject, Liao Yong did not press her further. By then, darkness had fallen. Zuo Liang raised three more cups of wine to the assembled guests, then put on an expression suggesting that he could drink no more. He allowed the servants to support him toward the bridal chamber at the back.

She was not anxious in the slightest. After all, he was the male lead, and male leads had the protection of destiny. What difficulty could possibly defeat them?

As they roared one after another like thunder, powerful sound waves battered everything around them. The air rippled outward in circles like the surface of water. Even some third-level zombie birds were disrupted by the sonic assault; after flapping their wings a few times, they nearly plummeted from the sky.

“Big Brother, I missed you so much... Why were you gone for so long without coming back...? Sob...” Xia Yuan clung tightly to my neck with both arms, crying and calling out as tears instantly soaked the front of my clothes. Zhang Xue, at my right, was also sobbing uncontrollably, giving full expression to her longing for me through her tears.

Li Yanzhu put her earphones back on. A moment later, Liu Xin’an’s voice reached her ears as he let out a sigh of relief.

Madam Jia and Fool Zhu lay on the same bed, sharing one pillow and one quilt. They were still locked tightly in each other’s arms. Their clothes were scattered all over the floor, including even their undergarments.

However, even Li Chenglu could never have agreed to the other party’s request to attend the marriage-proposal scene in person.

Shen Zhishuang looked especially beautiful with the Blue Sea. Dressed entirely in black and set off by its blue, she resembled a fairy.

Seeing the look of enjoyment on Qiu Shaoze’s face, Shang Mengqi wanted nothing more than to slap him twice and bring him back to his senses.

I had been together with Lin Yiqiu for quite some time. Back then, it was precisely his modesty, courtesy, intelligence, and resourcefulness that had caught my attention. That was why the empress dowager had personally asked the emperor to assign Lin Yiqiu as the steward of the Palace of Benevolent Tranquility.

Lei Li continued, “It seems you truly are heartless!” With that, Lei Li raised the knife in his hand and brought it down once more on Elder Hai.