Chapter 57

"Beauty, let us cherish you properly!" The sharp-mouthed man laughed as he lunged at Ji Zili. With her whole body paralyzed and weak, Ji Zili could only be caught in his embrace.

"That old man possesses a power I have never witnessed before. Although I have countless precious elixirs, I have little confidence in healing the injuries he inflicted," Laura said with deep concern.

Yet at this moment, Gu Yifeng instead advanced rather than retreated. Relying on the Azure Dragon defense of the Azure Dragon Immortal Armor and wielding the Sky-Splitting Stunning Rainbow Sword, he once again pursued and hunted down Wang Yazhi.

Newton led Jiang He, Mu, and the others straight into the massive, castle-like structure.

Everyone had been curious about his identity from the very beginning. Lin, Chu, and Ling were all well-traveled and knowledgeable individuals with vast social circles, and they had a vague impression of this person. Yet, no matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not recall where they had ever seen him.

Contemplating this scheme, and recalling the words Yi Yang had written with tea on the table earlier, Chu Yunlian felt a chill run down her spine. From those few simple words, Chu Yunlian could barely fathom just how gargantuan this conspiracy truly was.

"Master, I've occupied your bed, so where are you sleeping?" Moreover, she must have been unconscious for quite a few days; wherever did Master sleep while she was resting in this bed?

"Master, please be careful and don't get hurt." Even though she knew his cultivation was profound, her heart still worried for him.

"Feng Wuhen?" Mo Yu Jingchen's mind raced, pondering various thoughts. It seemed he had better issue a warning to those harboring inappropriate intentions toward her.

The Dragon King spoke, "It is the Nine Heavens Profound Dragon beneath this cave causing trouble. For some unknown reason, it flew into a great rage today and disturbed everyone's rest. The Divine Emperor is preparing to step forth and slay it, thereby restoring peace to our East Sea." Let's just put it that way; it was truly impossible to fathom the Divine Emperor's thoughts.

Or rather, since ancient times, eighty percent of the officers guarding Impel Down were all members of the same family.

Although Muyi was desperately eager to know the whereabouts of Crippled Li and wanted to find the old Daoist, he would not sell out a friend to achieve his goal. At the very least, in his heart at this moment, he had already accepted Mo Ruyan as a "friend."

Just as the crow had anticipated, Muyi was now at the end of his tether. He had originally hoped to use the same trick to scare the crow away, needing only a few breaths of time to recover. Unfortunately, the crow's icy gaze told him he could forget about such a thing this time.

Even though this should have been a touching moment, Armor remained expressionless, as if this close friend of his father meant nothing at all.

Wu Yong hooked his finger at her, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and said, "Will you go back first now? Once I finish dealing with matters at the police station, I'll head back. Prepare a nice dinner, and let's have a proper meal tonight."

"Give up? Unfortunately, those two words have never existed in my life. No matter how difficult it may be, I am determined to win the Yin-Yang Jade this time," Muyi said firmly. Whether for himself or for Niannuer, he had to pour every ounce of his strength into competing for the Yin-Yang Jade.

That same night, after Wang Kai fell asleep, he began to babble incoherently. Cold sweat covered his entire body, and at times he even danced about wildly, climbing out of bed like a sleepwalker and wandering blindly around the room.

Li Dongyang did not hesitate either. He directly pulled her into his arms, casually snatched a few vines, and tied her up securely.

At this moment, the Qin family residence was bustling with noise and excitement. The Tang family had brought a crowd to cause a commotion at the Qin household. Deep-seated animosity had always existed between the Qin and Tang families. With the head of the Qin family currently absent and his two sons' whereabouts unknown, those who had long wished to grab a share of the border trade now followed the Tang family's banner to raise a ruckus at the Qin estate.

"Oh? When did you become so easy to talk to?" Wu Ling'er smiled at the man before her, her guard not relaxing by even a fraction of a percent.

With that, he began to meticulously guide my hand gestures, but not a single word registered in my mind. I stood frozen in place, struck as if by lightning.

She knew that Pei Xin'er would certainly have planted her own informants around Lady Li as well. Since she was now managing the household, accomplishing this task became even simpler.

After exchanging a few words with Liegeba, Qiao Jingxuan brought Mingmei back to their room. The two had scarcely spoken a few sentences when a tapping and pecking sound came from the window. Pushing the window open, two pigeons flew inside and landed in Qiao Jingxuan's palms.

He had just advanced from the fifth tier to the sixth tier not long ago, and his confidence was currently soaring. Coupled with the title of an elder of the Jun family, surely Duanmu Ming would grant him at least a little bit of face?

Logically speaking, given the appearance of an old scholar who had only passed the lowest imperial examination at an advanced age, he had absolutely no hope of ever becoming a jinshi in this lifetime. To have been appointed to an official post by the Ministry of Personnel this time—if it were any other repeatedly failing old scholar—would have caused him to weep tears of joy long ago and rush to a temple to burn incense in gratitude. What's more, the position this time was actually that of a rank-seven prefectural judge in an earthly paradise like Yangzhou.

My heart skipped a beat. When Mussa sent me off, had he ever considered these things? Was I his loss, or his waiting? Or was he blessing me to find the other half of my deep and enduring love soon?

Listening to Old Madam Liu's words, Manqing nodded with a half-understanding expression, yet a flash of determination flickered in her eyes. Her gaze looked out past the door curtain of the Yurui Hall, as if piercing through that thick curtain to gaze all the way into the outside world.

In the blink of an eye, the time it took to burn a stick of incense had passed once again. Mo Jingze sighed once more, tossing the cloth shoes in his hand. They happened to land on a protruding piece of rock directly above Mo Lingfeng's head.

Kang Fanini gritted her teeth and refused to speak, weeping uncontrollably. She truly could not put this deep grievance into words.

There was no doubt about Shi Kai's divine power; under the crushing pressure of boundless might, this mass of energy could no longer endure.

Qiuzhu pondered for a moment, then finally nodded. She helped Shen Wanyue up and simply combed her loose hair. The two mistresses and servants then left the Yu Courtyard and headed toward the Anlu Courtyard.

She had rarely ever spoken and laughed so casually and freely in his presence. He felt somewhat surprised, and even more reluctant to part with the moment. For the moment, he had no desire to verify the truth of her words, wishing only to smile along with her.

With that, Instructor Lu began to demonstrate several relatively simple movements for everyone. The actions were very slow to make it easy for everyone to see clearly and remember them. After finishing the final movement, Instructor Lu raised his head to look at the crowd.

Turning her head, Ding Guoguo saw him shoving the pastry back into his sleeve. She almost reached out to grab it, but forcefully held herself back. Who knew if the Emperor was testing her? Better to just let it go.