Chapter 51

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After an indeterminate length of time, my grandfather finally finished speaking with my father, but I noticed that my previously anxious father now bore a hint of melancholy. Just as he finished, the door opposite opened, and Old Mrs. Wang appeared with a basket, nodding and smiling at Qin Shan and his parents.

Shen Ruyi smiled and said, “Alright, that mountain my mother owns, and my elder uncle, the prince, have both been allotted to me. Today, Lord Ma also finalized the land deed for that mountain. Qixia Mountain is marvelous; once I organize it, it will become a vast estate.”

“What do you mean by sending these two policemen to test the town party committee’s leadership for drunk driving?” Guan Deqing demanded loudly.

This was a natural wariness, especially at this critical time when Qin Shan was about to be transferred to Songshu Town; he was particularly cautious.

“Have you heard the saying, ‘Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west; never underestimate a young man’s poverty’?” At that moment, Li Dali smiled and remarked.

Seeing her lying on the hospital bed, her body pierced with countless tubes, her face instantly drained of all color.

After finishing these tasks, noticing the hour was late, he went to the bathroom, took a casual shower, dried himself off, and lay down on the bed, soon drifting into sleep.

In a daze, he came to his senses, realizing that the Taoist priest might not be ordinary, but he had not expected him to be so extraordinary.

“What audacity, even threatening me, the emperor?” Hearing this, the sovereign seated at the head of the hall grew even more furious, veins bulging on his forehead.

Mrs. Jiang, wife of Wang Kunshan, knelt at the Su family’s residence, refusing to leave, determined not to rest until the person was rescued.

Li Ling shook his head with a smile, grateful to the Heavenly Peng Saint Son; had it not been for their staged performance, his senior sister would not have won so many spiritual stones today.

Shangguan Wan’er, Susu, and Fan Ruhua entered. Susu was eating a skewer of candied fruit, said nothing, quietly pried open a chest, and slipped a large silver ingot into her sleeve.

However, no one objected. Regardless of the process, at least now all the grain had been distributed into the hands of the common people.

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Xiya grew anxious; if they failed to find it soon, when Li Bing returned, it would be difficult to take people out again.

At that moment, the Xiliang army, a step behind, arrived and surrounded Su Jinyu and the remaining covert guards in the center.

“We’ve been apart so long. Now that I’ve finally returned, of course I want to see you and sleep beside you tonight,” Gongsun Yuanzuo said as he casually sat beside Shangguan Ruyan’s bed.

Seeing his loose and slovenly demeanor, if Su Jinyu hadn’t known his true nature, she might have truly been deceived.

Ming Zeye suddenly felt a twinge of worry for Mu Qingying and had Nanyue prepare some items to send to Ping Wang’s mansion for Mu Qingying, then recalled his three-day appointment with Mo Wanyan.

Unless Bingru was out of her mind, how could she trust Mo Liancheng, the “old fox”?

“Near Gao Ruoling is a young lady who closely resembles the ‘deceased’ Shen Feiyan,” Jun Yitian finally said after a long silence.

Mo Liancheng paid little attention to Bingru’s reply and instead carried a cup over to the bed where Bingru lay.

But Ye Qingqing thought it over: she had already done it and wasn’t afraid they would discover it. She only didn’t want to harm the Qianye family, so she smashed and destroyed everything.

Several times, he asked Mu Qingying why, but Mu Qingying’s answer was always the same two sentences.

Mo Wanyan looked at the anxious Ming Yingxi, worried that the girl was frightened out of her wits.

For now, it was vacation; there was no boss around. They were just ordinary friends—harmless jokes were acceptable.

The prince returned from outside; looking down from the second floor at the sunlit scene below, it was truly beautiful.

Yet she instinctively resented such possessiveness, though she could not control her heartbeat or her body’s warm responses to his intimacy.

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Looking so despondent, combined with the heart demon’s ability to influence emotions, this melancholy was infinitely magnified.

But Emperor Jiutian paid no heed to the formidable demonic aura, allowing the powerful energies to attack him as if they were invisible, continuously unleashing his cultivation to summon the soul of Long Qiuliangyue.

Xiao Ziqing laughed upon hearing Wen Ruyu’s voice, as if the heavy burdens of these days were suddenly lifted.

Just as Immortal Emperor Feng Yang briefly halted, the Thunder Howling Jiao roared, lightning flashing around its body as it surged forward, charging directly into Feng Yang’s territorial barrier… At that moment, Feng Yang’s barrier trembled violently, even distorting slightly.

The Wei princess smiled faintly, looking at Ying Zi with a motherly tenderness, encouragingly patting Ying Zi’s shoulder. Ying Zi was deeply moved, as if she had finally found a loving mother.

The clan chief lay weakly in bed, his face pale, clearly gravely ill.

Xie Li’s eyes flashed; he lowered his head and kissed Yun Bixue’s earlobe, sucking and tracing shapes that made her shiver with delight.

Yun Luofeng slowly approached the middle-aged man, his eyes narrowed with a sinister gleam, expressionless as he spoke.

At that moment, both Lin Qing and Li Cuili felt the bathroom’s temperature drop sharply, the flickering light casting an eerie atmosphere that sent chills through their hearts.

“Hmph! So what if it’s the Liuyun Sect? Maybe I’d be wary of those old bastards in seclusion for years. As for the others, if they dare come here, I’m not afraid. Besides, if I kill you now, who will know?” the man sneered.

Yet the more things seemed normal, the heavier his heart grew. When things are too normal, it’s suspicious—he could hardly believe it.

The two elders instantly consumed many six-star healing treasures prepared by Bai Yuling, aided by prayer power to restore their lingering injuries. Meanwhile, their foundational realms advanced, boosted by the treasured items to world-class tier two, easing the cost of rising to the peak monarch level.