Chapter 058: Shen Xuening Speaks on Behalf of Wen Ni

Ning Sui said, "Why should she be allowed on stage? She has nothing to do with our Wen family’s brocade weaving, not even the slightest connection. You must be joking."

Hearing this, Zhou Mingfan asked, "Then why don’t you bring Wen Ni back?"

Ning Sui was silent for a moment, then replied, "Even if Teacher Wen isn’t here, whether it’s me or the workers from the brocade studio, we have far more right to appear up there—it certainly shouldn’t be Shen Xuening."

Shen Xuening, her face flushed, stammered, "Then forget it. I don't really want to go up anyway."

Lloyd smiled at Ning Sui and said, "You’re quite interesting, young lady. When the tiger’s away, the monkey acts like king. If you want to go yourself, then..."

"Then you must promise not to kill him yet, nor to take revenge on the people of Chuzhuang," Chu Sheng said with a smile. The balance she’d been wavering on finally tipped, becoming steady and unshakable.

Nangong Rou stood up and rushed toward Huang Bao, raising her delicate hand to strike his pig-like head.

What fascinated Tan Yuwei the most was the youthful energy emanating from Ning Xi; this vibrant sense of adolescence intoxicated him.

"In this respect alone, you are nobler than those who live among the upper echelons," said Ta Shan.

Hearing Boss Qian’s words, Yang Mo’s eyes lit up. He never expected to encounter an elf he actually liked.

The passengers nearby seemed to have noticed the commotion, turning their heads away, unwilling to get involved in any trouble.

"See this? You must twist it in this direction—then the box will make a sound," Tu Hao crouched down, explaining to the puppet monkey.

"Moreover, I recently discovered that this planet has similar phenomena," Eli Rui summarized the fundamental reason behind the earlier remarks.

Mother Nangong was always a bit shy in front of Father Nangong, and it was precisely this quality that made him fall for her.

He didn’t enter immediately; instead, he looked up at the massive city walls before him.

Previously, Lin Chu couldn’t understand how hard his father’s life was, because things were going well enough—his parents gave him the best, and he never lacked compared to other children.

Dongfang Yunyang paid no attention to the battle in the Nine-Tails’ area and ordered all his people to stay away, avoiding accidental injuries and allowing Nine-Tails to fight freely. As for Nine-Tails, he was confident in her abilities.

The accompanying ninja appeared, but now his whole body was charred black. He collapsed into ashes.

Just as he was about to rush forward, he realized the gray-robed man he sent to deal with Jiang Chang’an hadn’t returned. The two had no choice but to swallow their anger.

Ji Yu Xiao’s dagger flashed with cold light, arching toward his chest. Yet, when it was just three inches away, Jiang Chang’an’s skin seemed wrapped in a faint golden glow, pale but unbreakable. No matter how hard she tried, the blade could not pierce further.

A three-story building was ablaze on the ground floor; everyone waited for rescue on the rooftop of the third floor.

She had divorced her wealthy husband two years ago to pursue renowned director Feng Da Qiang, but ultimately lost to Sister Xu from the Feng family.

Jia Cong picked up the firearm, inspected it, pulled out the stuck steel bar, and set it aside. Then, reaching to his side, before Gao Liliang and Chen Ran could see clearly, another firearm appeared in his hand—longer and older than Gao Liliang's, but otherwise similar.

In his view, those consumed by the power in the depths of the Void Abyss had less than a one-in-ten-thousand chance of survival.

Now, when Hu Meier was carried into the Chaos Pearl by Ling Duyu, she liked to bring Lihua along. The young blue butterfly did the same, always inviting Xinghua. This stirred something special in Ling Duyu, as these two were identical beauties.

He couldn’t bring the four golden silk cats to the Outer Heavens; even taking them to the Eighteen Heavens was risky. Not wanting to draw attention, Ling Duyu sent Zhu Fatty a messenger talisman, telling him he had something good and to come over.

Ling Duyu hadn’t finished speaking when the Pagoda King interjected, "Ling friend, the two masters surely have something important for you—let’s hear what they have to say." He was smoothing things over for the two monks.

"To answer Mr. Baili, despite the enemy's fierce resistance, fortunately there was no major harm," Yu Huang replied respectfully.

Such a person, once stepping into the demigod realm, would be unstoppable—perhaps even able to slay gods above their rank.

With a shout, Xie Wushen was instantly enveloped in blue flames, and in a flash, those flames encircled Baili Dengfeng, A Zi, and Ulan Zhuoya. At the same time, the sky darkened as black clouds rolled in, casting a terrifying gloom.

The iron chains were buried deep underground, with less than half a meter exposed. Because the beast was so massive, they hadn’t noticed before.

This astonished the former Roman nobles, who realized the Kingdom of Dionia’s strength far surpassed their imagination. Their resentment faded under this intimidating power.

"Brother Qin, did you break through?" Duanmu stared at Qin Ming in disbelief.

Slain by the sword intent, the black mist formed by the God of the Underworld’s curse roiled and dissipated, seemingly trying to absorb the sword intent and strengthen itself.

"I didn’t. The Medicine Valley has a rule: any disciple who breaks a record can train however they like on the Pill Cauldron Cliff," Ye Shang replied with a smile.

The Eighth Prince was obviously vying for the throne—with less than five years left before the current king abdicated, it was no wonder all the princes were frantically expanding their power. The Eighth Prince had even brought the Highland Snake People under his banner.

At this moment, on the crystal surface, images disappeared one after another—each lost image signaled a disciple’s death. Out of nearly ten thousand images, only about six thousand remained.