Chapter 68: The Jiang Family Discipline

Looking at herself in the mirror, Su Qiuyu suddenly felt a sense of surreal detachment, as if lifetimes had passed.

For a fleeting second, her face felt numb, and she thought, "I must have been hit by some sort of magical attack!" Freeing her left hand, she blindly rubbed her face, only to feel her palm coated in a sticky slime. A surge of anger immediately flared up within her: "What on earth is this, so disgusting!" Consumed by rising fury, she abandoned all resistance and looked up, only to be startled out of her wits.

"Don't worry, President Fang, let's not forget what our Mr. Wu does for a living," Gu Xingzhi said with a slight smile.

I took a deep breath, just about to curse the fellow and ask if he even knew how to drive a carriage, but then I reasoned with myself that I was currently begging for a favor, and could only swallow my anger and endure it.

Mengmeng was in no mood to ponder such things. Having just charged in earlier and slashed the Tyrannosaurus, she was met with a retaliatory spray of flames from the enraged beast. Fortunately, Mengmeng possessed a teleportation skill; otherwise, she would have been burned to a crisp.

With a deafening roar, Zhang Yang felt the earth itself tremble. From his peripheral vision, he watched as Dark Zagi was grabbed by Ultraman in a traditional body slam, heaved over the shoulder, and violently hurled to the ground.

The soldiers rappelled down from the helicopter via ropes, rushing forward to bind the assassins one by one before dragging them off to a guarded cluster.

Muttering incantations under his breath, he swiftly cast a spell toward the purple fork meant to prop up the heavens. The entire weapon suddenly erupted with blinding purple light, expanding against the wind into a massive, dozens of feet long giant fork that fiercely stabbed down toward Qing'er.

"Never seen it? Then you can go die," the tall, thin middle-aged man said coldly. With a flick of his right hand, a flying dart shot forward, aiming straight for Jiang Zaiyuan's glabella.

With a flash of his figure, Lin Feng executed the law of time and space, instantly bypassing Sixth Uncle and heading toward the Wu Clan Star.

Although Su Su's words were somewhat veiled, the person seemed to grasp her meaning instantly and chuckled, "It was Young Master Ye who sent this. He and President Han had an arranged marriage since they were in the womb."

I let out a soft chuckle on the side, remembering when I first entered the palace, it was also this Mother Zhaoyi who disrupted Baoyuan's wedding.

Seeing their current appearance, Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment, and then a towering rage surged from the bottom of his heart.

"It's nothing... the wound still hurts a bit," Geshananbai said, but her heart grew heavier and heavier.

Reluctant to hear him blame himself so, she reached out to cover his mouth. Remembering Li Yunying's words from that day, a wave of anxiety washed over her. In front of such a massive crowd, Li Yunying had spoken recklessly about an illicit affair between her and Zhang Jizhao. What would Baoyuan think? Would he believe her words?

As these words fell, Zhuang Jing's face finally showed a trace of expression. Just as he wanted to speak, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Then, somehow, as if bewitched, she unconsciously crawled onto his lap, spread her legs, and sat squarely on the upper part of his knees.

Shangguan Mingyue had also brought twenty-four beautiful maidens, who efficiently prepared a table of dishes, and everyone began to eat. Tong Tieshan even brought out iced dew liquor, drinking bowl after bowl unceasingly with Xu Lingfeng and his son. As they drank, Tong Tieshan kept exchanging winks with Xu Lingfeng and the others.

Seeing her behave this way, whether touched or amused by her comical movements, Sheng Wang actually, against his better judgment, opened his mouth.

In the center of the coffee table in front of them sat a large fruit platter filled with a variety of thoroughly washed, remarkably fresh-looking fruits.

After everyone had rested—needless to say—Xu Lingfeng led the three maidens and the divine dog Qinglong into an exceptionally large room. After clinging affectionately to one another for a while, the effects of the alcohol kicked in, and they all fell asleep.

A few days later, Generalissimo Feng Changqing personally led an army of 100,000 straight to the foot of Niulong Mountain, completing preparations for an all-out assault on the mountain.

Olivia unhurriedly extended a single finger and gently tapped against the incoming fire dragon.

Looking at me? So Su Zhiwu was just like Xiandu; I couldn't stay here any longer. Since Fanyu, Xiandu, and the others had all mentioned the Netherworld Palace, I might as well go and investigate for myself.

Liu Fan sat upon the cool stone, pulling Cai Yan onto his warm lap. Cai Yan settled down immediately, as thrilled as if she had stumbled upon a rare and priceless treasure. Leaning against Liu Fan, he reached out to embrace her slightly thickening waist.

Though the voice remained as calm as ever, the trace of ineluctable sorrow woven into it could not escape Lanor's ears.

As the carriage pulled away, Jiang Xiaoyao's bitter curses still lingered in the wind, though as they traveled further and further, even her voice eventually faded into nothingness.

Her brother in the sea mirror continued to repeat his mortal life. Years passed in the human realm while mere days slipped by in the divine realm, and the days seemed to stretch on endlessly in this manner.

However, maintaining the operation of this grand array evidently consumed a tremendous amount of spiritual energy. From the places where the thousand-odd people sat cross-legged, members of the Huyan clan continuously collapsed and died as their spiritual energy became utterly exhausted.

Liu Fan saw right through Xir's mind: it was nothing more than nervous anxiety regarding his attitude toward her family, wives, and concubines.

Xue Jingjing was momentarily stunned, then apologized remorsefully, "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't think of that at the time. It was my lapse in judgment." With that, her bright eyes were already brimming with tears.

Zhang Zhengmin smiled and said, "Now that our doubts have been resolved, our future cooperation will be much smoother. The higher-ups have already set the tone!"

Six team members rushed into the vehicle, accompanied by a violent roar of the engine. In the blink of an eye, the car sped away.

After rescuing the village chief's wife, Gu Qiancheng bought herself some time by claiming the child was weak and required meticulous care from a physician well-versed in medicine.

Noticing her dignified and poised demeanor, pleasant figure, and robust health, she felt that Qiao Feng was the kind of person suited for a grounded life.

By the time Jing Yan and Gu Qiancheng arrived, it was already afternoon. Yan Qing and Gu Chenghuan had waited from morning till night without seeing anyone appear, gradually shifting from initial tension and anticipation to utter despair.

A brand-new day finally arrived, and Yadong, Tulage, and Heige finished their lunch and rushed together like flying toward Reclining Stone Mountain.

Opening his eyes and getting dressed, Ye Bai wore a dazed expression tinged with irritation as he slowly made his way toward the stairs.

A figure fell, blood splattered, and as the flowing blood seeped onto the stage below, it was immediately followed by shrieks of terror from the audience.

At that moment, a thought darted into his mind like a shooting star: in his soul state, could he categorize his elemental attributes on the level of the soul? His Wind Shadow tier three was already essentially his classified combat technique for the wind element, so what about his fire and water elements?