Chapter 131: Hair Standing on End with Rage

Lady Jieyu had never heard of any Young Mistress Su.

However, anyone who could enter the Imperial Palace and appear here at this moment was certainly no idle person.

Connecting this to the surname Su, Lady Jieyu’s eyes darted as she grasped the situation. She leaned toward Tang Yu and whispered with a smile, "Your Majesty, I shall excuse myself."

Lady Jieyu’s discernment was beyond what Tang Yu had imagined. He smiled...

"I have told you before, do not call me boss; you may use my name," he interrupted her with a hint of helplessness.

Yet, the next day, the training continued, growing more cruel and brutal with each passing day. She did not know when she would die, nor when this hellish training would end. She only knew she had to strive, pushing herself to her absolute limit.

Ten years later, on a morning just after a sudden downpour had ceased, the exotic flowers and rare herbs in the Hundred Flowers Valley were washed clean, appearing bright and enchanting. Bathed in the early morning sunlight, the air was filled with a lingering fragrance, making one feel as if they had stepped into a paradise—a place with less strife and more tranquility.

I had just pushed open the door and had not yet taken a step when a glass teacup landed precisely at my feet, the shattered shards scattering in every direction.

"So that is how it is; the Old Mistress has considered everything thoroughly," Nurse Zhong said, believing the explanation. "Only the eldest young master is suitable; as for the second and third..." They were too spoiled and willful. She swallowed the rest of the sentence.

Ye Yongqing was still staring blankly at the water droplets on his back, and it took a moment for her to react to his words.

Though death could be spared, the suffering of life could not be avoided. To let her return to the mountains would only mean continued calamity for the martial arts world. Bai Lian raised her palm and struck He Aijia’s shoulder blade; with a piercing scream, decades of internal energy were destroyed in an instant.

He deliberately emphasized the word "subordinate." Ye Yongqing suddenly realized that keeping him by her side was a mistake. Gu Chenming was clearly like an unpredictable bomb that could detonate at any moment, and she would undoubtedly be the first to perish in the blast.

If they could truly return together, that would be for the best. But if she were the one to suggest it, Song Tianming would surely suspect her motives again. Even when she had brought him to see Su Lian embracing another man, he had said nothing. If she acted impulsively again, she feared she would only push him further away.

Gu Mian’s eyes were cold as ice, a chill carved into her bones: "As long as he is safe now, that is enough!" She desired nothing else; she only prayed for his safety! Perhaps the prison conditions were harsh, but at least they could keep him safe and sound, could they not?

The elders of the Red Flame Sect had been forcibly suppressed by Ye Zong. They were furious, and their gazes toward Ye Chen were filled with distinct malice.

"Fang Shen has not been exposed. In the eyes of the Holy Spirit God-Fallen Continent, he is a local, a newcomer with simple connections. He is still at the late stage of the Emperor Realm; perhaps the City Lord of Qingluo Port will extend an olive branch. If Fang Shen joins the Qingling Guard, that would be a great trouble," another person said in a deep voice.

"Isn't he just a madman? Easy to deal with!" Regardless of how annoying it was, Wang Yichen, having regained his composure, finally knew what to do.

The God of Void Rays, Udinos, quickly propped up his body and flew to the same height as the Void Golden Butterfly. Bathed in golden light, he gestured in a friendly manner toward the butterfly, while in his heart, he was already itching to peel the skin off Wang Mo.

Qingluo Port, a major city for travel to and from the outside world, was naturally densely populated. At this moment, inside a tall building not far from the port, a man surrounded by mysterious and unpredictable power fluctuations suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with shock.

Within the Huang Family Manor, aside from the remnants of the Ghost Clan’s souls, all other servants and maids were ordinary people. Seeing the chaos caused by the spreading flames, Yang Qifeng directly used a spell to immobilize them, tossing them all outside the manor.