Chapter Nineteen: It Seems It's Not Exciting Enough

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Yuan Qiuhua’s expression was calm as her pale, jade-like fingers gently rested on the strings. After three seconds, a series of clear, resonant notes began to flow from her fingertips like the sound of raindrops on banana leaves, melodious and drifting throughout the hall.

A savory aroma of seasoned meat wafted through the air, and Wang Xu suddenly felt a surge of appetite. He was tempted to shout, “Delicious food, here I come!” yet he restrained himself, responding instead with a courteous smile.

Elder Lady Xiao picked up a comb and began to brush her hair, softly uttering auspicious words as she fashioned her smooth, black hair into an intricate bun. She then placed a heavy, elaborate, exquisitely beautiful phoenix crown upon her head.

So, did the Celestial Lord Yuan Yi notice that he was a Ninefold Dao candidate? Had he seen the sorcery of witchcraft in his mind?

One must not give up or compromise, even if it means enduring ridicule, sarcasm, and misunderstanding; better to stand firm than to settle.

A princess without a princely mansion or fiefdom was less esteemed than a county lord’s daughter. Princess Deqing had withdrawn into her home, no longer daring to show herself publicly; the handsome retainers she had raised were able to escape unscathed.

As he spoke, Yue Bai made a gesture as if to open a door, but instead of grasping the handle, he mimicked the natural motion of opening a door and then releasing it.

Mayor Wang declared, “As long as I remain in this position, I will not nod my head or sign any documents. If you have the ability, have the higher-ups dismiss me and investigate.”

Thus, the Wa army began urgent troop deployments. Their domestic forces were tied up, leaving only the 600,000 to 700,000 troops stationed along the Chinese coast. They could handle the People’s Party or the Kuomintang separately, but not both united, let alone with an additional vanguard army.

Moreover, what was going on with Cui Mingxue? This fellow had given no explanation, so she had no intention of showing him any favor.

“That is the city lord’s illusion technique, allowing the citizens to live underground for extended periods without feeling oppressed,” Reno’s voice echoed in the mind.

Inside, beds were laid out for everyone, with blood-milk spirit sources placed centrally, surrounded by numerous lower-grade spirit stones. There were also warm stoves, quilts, and all necessary provisions for eating and drinking. This place could accommodate all the companions comfortably.

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“That’s wonderful. You must be very happy. Just now, the smile on your face was so warm. Were you thinking of your wife?” Liu Qin said enviously.

“I can let you destroy her reputation with your own hands, let her be disgraced, crying and begging at your feet. Don’t you want to see that day?” Zhuan Sunqian whispered into Fan Man’er’s ear, his tone laced with temptation.

People from Jiangdong’s business circles began to speak up, and suddenly dozens of security guards rushed out inside the hotel, surrounding Chen Tie and Lin Qingyin.

“Ancient God, I suddenly feel these people don’t know that the grudges of all living beings dissipate after at most two hundred years. It’s quite good—knowing too much only leads to despair,” Chen Tie said with a light laugh.

This annotation was only half displayed, but there was no doubt that the unfinished character “play” was followed by “er,” meaning “player.”

Xiao Zhenzi picked up a pair of white jade carved chopsticks from the table and casually took a bite of a dish. Though the food here was not extravagant, it carried a natural freshness that was subtle yet refreshing. Looking up at the table, all the dishes were made from plant-based ingredients, without a trace of meat.

Ling Xiu snorted lightly, tossed off her robe, and sat across from Yan Che. She carefully examined her older brother, her dark pupils shimmering with a hint of mystery. His handsome features were accentuated by a sapphire blue earring on his left ear, which sparkled seductively in the sunlight, adding an alluring charm to an already striking visage.

Although Mo Tianwei always regarded this son of another realm as a future great enemy, the best way to deal with enemies was not constant surveillance but strengthening oneself. This was one of the reasons she ventured out to travel without worry after entering the Beichen sect.

At the city gate stood a mid-stage Void realm cultivator named Lü Ming, the city gate officer of Ji’an City. After Qi Feng arrived, Lü Ming temporarily handed over the duty of guarding the gate to a peak Deity realm cultivator and enthusiastically escorted Qi Feng toward the city lord’s mansion.

With force, angle, speed, and other enhancements, the broad-bladed sword struck with terrifying power, a cunning angle, and unbelievable speed against the iron swords raised by three armored swordsmen. A loud clang resounded as the four pieces of metal collided violently, echoing all around.

It wasn’t that they feared what these people might do, but rather to keep them alert and avoid provoking Zhao Yixi.

“Are they all so self-righteous? Isn’t there anyone normal? Even just a little bit?” Wang Jin asked doubtfully.

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This was his equipment strategy—not defensive, nor offensive, not even balanced, but rather—a robbery style.

But there was no choice; the graduation defense was at 7 a.m. tomorrow, and staying out would certainly mean a poor rest.

Gu Beichen maintained a look of astonishment as he gazed at the peerless man clad in blood-red robes with silver hair.

He jumped down from the chair and comically approached Su Wei, slowly floating up to level with him.

Mo Tianwei did not even glance at those few people. Her true form remained bound by Luo Jinyun’s silk cords; the figure before Jin Yi was merely a clone.

Whether people accepted it or not, joy and sorrow alternated in succession, propelling the concept of time forward.

“Meeting secretly with Dalang late at night, so improper and shameless, how could she deserve to be the wife of an official?!” Fang Li clenched his teeth and stomped angrily.

After a brief silence, Matsuzaki sighed and nodded apologetically, “I understand, you are right. Even if one chooses not to harm others, one must have the strength not to be harmed. This world... this world...” He sighed again and slowly walked away.