Chapter 123: The First Legion, Mobilize!

Your Holiness, Please Ascend the Throne Ordinarily Adorable Caesar 1269 words 2026-03-25 01:01:23

"Why has a ship arrived?"

Marco stood at the edge of the pier, watching the vessel pull in, feeling a sense of bewilderment. Aside from the weekly grain transport from Corsica, no other ships were expected. That was precisely why he had come down to the docks himself to inspect the arrival. Beside him, a squad of soldiers, clad in armor and bristling with weapons, waited for the ship to dock.

But as the vessel settled and those on board emerged—

Grandfather and the others, seeing that the one called Master Eagle had escaped to Lion Peak, dared not pursue him further. Together, they soared from the courtyard onto the ridge of the main hall, swiftly encircling Li Chen.

After trekking through the dense forest for half a day, they finally stood before an ancient gateway. Countless vines crawled over and coiled around the structure. Faintly visible on the gate was a carved dragon, though even its stone form was now blanketed in moss. The aura of power emanating from within grew increasingly intense, so much so that even the hundreds of Martial Kings gathered outside could sense the danger.

The only thing she could do was stay by his side during this time, and when he finally saw the light, she would slip away quietly. This was the only chance she had to preserve her own dignity.

Zuo Mo was unsure himself, let alone Yun Yan. She was not a native of this city; having grown up elsewhere, she had traveled thousands of miles just to attend university here, desperate to escape the control of her family.

Seeing this, Jiang Hao was startled, but after carefully checking that his apprentice was unharmed, he set his mind at ease.

Ma Tong felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, yet he had no way to vent his frustration.

Although Zuo Mo remained somewhat wary of Yun Zheng, in reality, he and Yun Yan had no one else they could trust. Even Yun Zheng was only acting for the sake of Tianxing Entertainment.

"Giggle," Xinyun laughed at the sight of Long Yue’s solemn expression, and pointed toward the location where the Vault of Myriad Treasures was set to open.

Mu Ze had somehow produced a lounge chair and was lying on it leisurely, holding a piece of bread in one hand and twirling a flare gun with the other.

After filming for two or three days, Lu Fei watched the intense scenes of Prince Shou’s consort and was left utterly dumbfounded.

The final phase of the close-quarters operation was underway. Over a thousand Karon warriors, engineered from Lu Fei’s own genetic blueprint, swarmed around the mother entity like locusts, continuously carving away chunks of its foul, black, putrid flesh. With the High Priest and other ancients joining the fray, the destruction of the mother entity was now only a matter of time.

"Then let us continue to fight," Lin Tao declared. "By our own skills—whoever is strongest shall claim this Supreme Divine Pearl!"

With his secret exposed, Lu Fei did not know what his opponent might do, but for now, he could only continue to suppress his inner demon, refining it into a concentrated sphere of demonic energy encased within his sea of consciousness.

Next came Zongxin’s account. It was more than just a narrative; it was filled with psychological nuance, explaining the entire affair with such clarity that both Zhao Kuangyin and He Meiyu wanted to rush up and beat him. Never had there been such a shameless monk in all the world... a monk who deceived so many.

The early summer morning was cool, but the sound of the flute was colder still. The ethereal, low-pitched melody was heavy with an inescapable sense of loneliness, as if the player were trapped by something beyond their control, possessing great ambitions that could never be realized. After listening for a moment, Qin Wan knew exactly who was playing.

The elder in the black robe walked behind Ye Xiao, reached out with a pair of withered, aged hands, and placed them very gently upon Ye Xiao’s head.

"Remember, sister’s name is Bai Xue!" Xiao Hongmo nodded obediently, clutching her dirty, patch-covered teddy bear to her chest, looking up at Bai Xue with timid eyes.