Chapter 129: Confrontation Before the Morning Court

Su Qi, Shi Lei, and other officials promoted by the Emperor felt that something was amiss when they attended the morning court session today.

Su Li, Xue Qingyan, Dai Rong, along with regional governors Zhang Yaoying, Xiong Hongzhi, and others, sat in the waiting room, each wearing a grim expression and refusing to utter a single word.

Inside the Emperor’s bedchamber, the young eunuchs dispatched by Eunuch Feng returned one after another to report the latest news from the front.

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After a long while, Taixuan finally opened his eyes and withdrew all his distracted thoughts. Yet, he had no time to contemplate the Great Dao; his face was ghastly pale. With a single turn, Taixuan vanished from the Hall of Returning Treasures, only to reappear a split second later within the Dao-Observing Mirror of Taixuan.

Someone spoke, and every gaze shifted away from Jiang Wei and the other person.

Lin Shishi could no longer restrain herself; she indulged in her descent, crying out with every forceful thrust.

These words were a clear and decisive rejection. Situ Yongling was determined to make him give up, so she spared no concern for anything else.

Zhongli Fei did not press the matter further, brushing it off with a smile before starting the car. After a long pause, he spoke again, "If I were to kidnap you and demand a ransom from Lan Yize, how much do you think he would pay me?" Or perhaps, would he be willing to pay with his life?

In the end, Lan Yize gathered the shattered remnants in his eyes, donned a cold smile, and wasted his time away.

"Report to the Captain, we found no one when we stormed in; only that door was left open," the captain of the first security team reported.

A lotus flower bloomed silently, and a pure aura continuously diffused from it.

Since the two had been together, this was the first and only time they had experienced such intense coldness. She lacked confidence... no confidence that they could maintain their mutual trust under such deliberate misunderstandings.

In an instant, Pang Feng’s power surged, jumping from eighteen times his base strength directly to twenty-seven.

The turtle shell that Jiang Li had exchanged for with his virtuous deeds nearly three years ago gave a faint click, and a crack appeared on its back.

In truth, what he wanted to ask more was why Zhu Wan was the one who stayed behind, while Gu Mengfei was the one who left.

Even the King of the Wheel had sensed the existence of the Netherworld over the past century, but having guessed that it belonged to the Yin Judgment Division, he had not taken any rash actions.

Although Zhou Huan easily dodged the aging ray, he was not truly invisible, nor was he exerting an outrageous level of soul power suppression. Thus, as he moved like a white phantom, he could still be sensed, to some degree, by Xiao Hongchen, a Soul Saint.

Qiao Liang stopped standing on ceremony, enjoying An Ran’s kneading as he drove; the girl’s technique was incredibly comfortable.

Only when Yu Jianghe mentioned it did Zhang Fengyang realize she hadn't fully figured out Fan Chengye's identity yet, as she had been too occupied with other thoughts.

The more they fought, the more shocked Lu Hongxin became. A martial arts expert nearing forty, he was at a complete disadvantage against a thirteen-year-old boy.

"We cannot, we absolutely cannot endure this any longer!" nearly two hundred thousand disciples of the Linghua Sect shouted in unison.

Bao Wu'an laughed heartily. Seeing that the four were all quite young, he assumed their strength couldn't be very high, likely just ninth-grade martial artists.

If a spirit beast capable of growing to the Foundation Establishment stage were also to break through its lifespan limitations, to what heights would it eventually reach?

As a young master like Ye Fengliu, he naturally spent his time in the most high-end areas of the club; how could he possibly be playing in a low-class place like the first floor?

The secret guard knew things had gone awry the moment he returned, though he arrived just moments after Bai Er and the others. Being questioned now, he naturally knew nothing, yet he dared not say so.

"Oh! Which one of your 'lovers' is this? Mu Qiange, you really do have quite a few!" Hong Jingyi did not see Gu Longqingchen's face, her gaze fixed entirely on Mu Qiange.