Chapter 133: The Humiliation of Xue Qingyan

The Fiercest Man of Great Xia Rain falls on a southern night by the river. 1229 words 2026-03-25 00:39:07

"Prime Minister Su, please be so kind as to produce the imperial edict and place it here."

Dai Rong added in a low voice, "Prime Minister, we will certainly take good care of the edict."

As an old fox, Su Li naturally understood the subtext of their words. He knew they were afraid he might turn against them.

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"Son-in-law, have the disciples from the Zhao Family Fortress who came to seek refuge yesterday been properly settled?" Master Chen set down his teacup, stroked his beard, and asked with narrowed eyes.

Reassured by Chen Sheng, the bandits felt a little more at ease. The look of panic vanished from their faces. Chen Sheng gestured for Ji Bu to continue driving, ignoring the soldiers rushing toward them from the front.

Furthermore, his injuries were growing increasingly severe; he had less than thirty percent of his internal energy and spiritual strength remaining. Had it not been for his indomitable willpower, he would have collapsed long ago.

The Heaven-Sealing Talisman seemed to form some kind of connection with the Demon-Sealing Land. With a swish, it transformed into a golden light and vanished into the black hole of the forbidden realm.

Ye Feng’s eyes lit up, and suddenly the flames behind him grew even more ferocious. Waves of heat surged, rolling toward him. The followers nearby looked at Ye Feng with murderous intent; it was clear that the coquettish glance and the words spoken had provoked them.

I broke into a cold sweat, terrified, and hurriedly gripped the hand of the young man beside me to keep moving. The young man with me, Niu Sheng, was the bravest in our village, but even his palms were sweating so much that my hand kept slipping. "Dingzi, stop looking back! Stay close to your brother and keep moving!"

Not far away, the Chen family infantry, standing in battle formation, saw the fighting had begun and could no longer think of anything else. They let out a shout and charged forward, brandishing their blades and spears to assist. The addition of over three hundred fresh troops pushed the Zhao family disciples into a desperate situation. It would not take long before the Zhao family influence was completely wiped out.

"Can you tell me why?" Zhu Tingting desperately wanted to know the true reason behind Lu Rong’s marriage proposal.

This was the way of war for the Moyue people: there was no distinction of age or gender. In a world where the strong preyed upon the weak, compassion and mercy held no value.

Dili nodded and ordered his imperial guards to announce that all citizens present must inspect their surroundings and immediately surrender any bows or arrows. Those who complied would be rewarded with five imperial gold coins and face no punishment.

I patted my face to steady myself, took a sip of beer, and called my sister-in-law once more.

"Master? Master?!" It was only after the skeleton had completely vanished into thin air that Zi Yan regained her senses.

Mu Feng and his companions were in the tent discussing the specific details of entering the sinkhole when a sudden dragon roar jolted his heart. Could the beast tide have returned? Had they launched a counterattack? He immediately rushed out of the tent.

Seeing the flicker of excitement on Lin Han’s delicate face, the man with tiger-like eyes could not help but freeze, a look of astonishment appearing on his rugged features.

However, the chance of failure was high, and magical artifacts forged using such methods would not have a high level of affinity with the practitioner. In other words, they would sometimes be unwieldy to use, requiring a long period of synchronization to adapt, and the efficacy of the pills would be greatly diminished.

In the dream, their family was happily together, just like on so many days in the past.

He was covered from head to toe in golden armor, and even his face was concealed by a golden mask, leaving only five openings. A sharp, imposing aura emanated from his every movement, as if a god of war had descended upon the world.

Old Man Madrid sighed. He had never expected that this young man, who had always been so polite to him, possessed such strength. Staring at the world-destroying strike before him, he fell into a daze.