Chapter 37

"I appreciate the kindness from you both, brother and sister-in-law! But I have some matters to attend to today, and I would like to speak with Zenghui alone," Lu Sixia declined.

In that moment, he was no longer the Emperor of the Empire, and she was no longer the Imperial Princess. He was merely an irresponsible brother, and she was just a sister who had lost her lover.

Hearing this, Mo Fusang’s face flushed red instantly. "Old Sun, it’s not right to expose someone’s shortcomings like that!" she said, before stomping away.

"If you are willing to beg me, I will stop," Jing Moxuan said, pulling Han Shui’er to the center of the bed and hovering over her delicate frame.

Jing Moxuan began to fervently suck on Han Shui’er’s soft lips, prying open her teeth and thrusting his tongue inside, claiming every part of her.

Li Yang seemed oblivious to Xue Yun’s defeated expression, pulling him along and declaring that, to repay him for his help, he had decided to find him a good place to stay.

Staying a hundred meters away, Xue Yun dared not cross the line. The noses of those creatures were like precision instruments, and he dared not test their sharpness lightly.

He carefully scrutinized the young man before him. "Young man, if you are willing to cooperate with us, I can help you and your mother reunite." As he spoke, Inukawa Jiro’s mind raced, already forming a shameless and vicious plan.

"Haha, the Great Sect Master of the Imperial Dynasty is right. That is indeed a very good question," Tang Chuifeng replied with an open-hearted smile.

Knowing that Jing Moxuan had come to settle scores, he hadn't expected him to ask directly about Feng Yige. Since Jing Moxuan dared to ask, it meant he already possessed some information.

When they first met, Xiao Di did not know that Su Hanlin was her brother. Whenever she was bullied by thugs on the university campus, it was always Su Hanlin who avenged her.

The Yu family had been on the rise for three hundred years. They possessed powerful martial artists, and their ancestor, in particular, was an Innate Martial Artist of China—the pinnacle of existence.

Beneath top-tier Nine-Tribulation powerhouses like the King of Ancient Ginkgo Trees, there were other formidable Nine-Tribulation experts such as the Fighting Emperor and the Sea Emperor.

Although she was frequently tripped by the scattered corpses, she did not utter a sound, climbing back up each time to continue her trek.

Qi Yu felt both heartbroken and guilty; she stepped forward to embrace her, whispering apologies into her ear over and over again.

What was so terrifying about it? The tea was perfectly fine. Xuanyuan Ji had simply handed Kong Dai a cup of tea—was that enough to scare her like this?

However, at that moment, Zijin flew in from afar with two elders. As everyone looked on, they saw that of the two elders beside Zijin, one was of the Ancient God Realm and the other of the Ancient Immortal Realm. These two were not immortals or deities from the Holy Realm, but rather wandering immortals and spirits who traversed the Four Holy Realms.

At this moment, facing the Egyptian Queen Filoshar, Yuan Ning cast out all of these magical artifacts in one go.

Furthermore, because she was deeply fond of luxury goods, she was already heavily in debt. To make ends meet and improve her quality of life, she frequented major karaoke bars at night, earning money by working as a hostess or dancing on a pole.

"Can you have some pity on me and not let that matter become ironclad evidence in black and white?" To realize his dream of becoming president, Bai Liangping could not help but lower his dignity again and again.

"It is true, but each person may only take one piece of jewelry. The rest of the gold and silver will be sealed and transported back to Xiangyi as military provisions," Zhao Cheng said.

"By the way, your name is Lu Chen, right? I want to know, what exactly happened down there?" Hu Mei’er asked, her face full of confusion as she wondered what had occurred beneath the hot springs and where that earlier roar had come from.

"Tsk, tsk, your duck isn't made of gold, is it? Is it worth all this?" Xiao Mei said, looking at Zhao Cheng’s reaction with amusement.

When the first head of the six Zi family martial artists fell to the ground, the others followed in rapid succession. Six fountains of blood erupted, a scene that would haunt Xin Zhanping for the rest of his life. Liu Xiabo was even more direct, fainting into his arms.

"The Prince is a man of great wisdom; what could I possibly teach you?" Huang Jingchen retorted sarcastically. He truly didn't know who had corrupted whom over the past few years.

Only then did Ling Duanshang realize that Bai Mufeng’s earlier glance had been a test. Now, he had fallen into his trap. Ling Duanshang sneered at the accusations from these people; without concrete evidence, their mere claims about the manifestation of his baleful aura could not do anything to him.

However, a different thought began to stir in Yun Qing’s mind. What exactly was the "great opportunity" in the Ziyang Realm back then? Yang Taiping’s projection hadn't specified, but since it was a "backup plan" left behind by his mentor, perhaps he might learn some secrets of the past if he went there.

When Qiu Baiyue saw this, she frowned. She had never imagined that Chen Changsheng would be so cold-hearted. After she had traveled such a long distance to seek refuge with him, not only did he refuse to take her in, but he was actively driving her away.

Tian Chou straightened his body and bowed respectfully to the two of them, expressing a fraction of his gratitude.

The voice of the Gray Envoy sounded again; it seemed the ring also had a messaging function. Zeratul hesitated for a moment before accepting the ring, though he did not put it on.

This was a project led by the Imperial Household Department and was for the service of the royalty. Their Xue family were already Imperial Merchants, existing to serve the throne. If they didn't participate now, how would they survive once squeezed out by other Imperial Merchants in the future?

After another period, not only did the situation fail to improve, but fights became increasingly frequent, and Shen Jun finally realized something was wrong.

Centuries ago, humans had developed radar by studying the sonar navigation methods used by bats in caves.

Unfortunately, the opponent was a true "hexagonal warrior"—at least, Chen Qi couldn't find any flaws.

The high-ranking guardian angels in active service were already loyal to her alone. This was a force of 20,000 peak second-generation angels, each one of them no less capable than Ling Xi.

Shen Jun would wait to see if Di Hongkun would truly revoke the Sun God’s genetic permissions; this would determine Shen Jun’s final judgment regarding Lieyang.

Relying on the speed of Shi Xiao and Hua Hua, they should be able to return to the territory of the Huaxia Kingdom in about three hours.

Even the most outstanding successors, if they possessed nothing more than the word "outstanding," could not cross that insurmountable chasm. As a result, some magic was lost entirely; in some cases, not even a single word of description remained—only the mere concept that such magic had once existed.

After his outburst of cursing, he felt deep regret. He felt that his image in Qin Wan’s heart had collapsed. He feared that Qin Wan would hate him, drive him out of the room, banish him from Qingqiu, and never see him again.

However, it must be said that it was quite intimidating. As soon as Bai Hongfei sang that line, Jia Zhen and the old man widened their eyes, looking at Bai Hongfei and Ma Rui with nervous expressions.