Chapter Thirty-Nine: Anomalies in Quzhou

Bai Feijun had departed.

Without encountering any further chaotic assassination attempts or bandits, Jiang Zhuo, Su Yanqing, and their party arrived in Quzhou City the following day.

The name "Qu" implies a place where roads converge from all directions. While not as prosperous as Bianjing or Hangzhou, it remained a vital southern provincial hub connecting four different regions.

However, just as they were about to enter the territory of Quzhou, a wedding procession approached them head-on. According to ancient customs, a wedding procession must never turn back.

After arriving in Jiyi, Guan Jianhua returned directly to his old residence and began ingratiating himself with the villagers every day; no one knew what he was plotting. After dinner today, Guan Jianhua finally made his move.

"Good evening, sorry to disturb you!" Renmei called out again, feeling a bit strange. Could it be that the older sister and brother-in-law were not at home?

Alice’s eyes betrayed her confusion. She did not understand Mandarin, but she recognized her own name.

As a low-level operative of the organization, he was well aware of the situation regarding Abu and Xiang Zuo. Although he held little hope, it was the nature of Westerners to always wish for Easterners—especially the Chinese—to slaughter one another, even if they belonged to the same organization.

In the carriage, Jingjing remained silent. Only Huangli was excitedly telling Wu Mei’er how Young Master Feng had taken them to tour the courtyard and even pushed them on the swings. She added that he had saved Miss Jingjing so heroically, and that she herself had only fallen because she was a step too late.

The power of death energy was immense, yet because he had absorbed so little of it previously, it provided little help to Luo Feng in battle.

Li Yan claimed he did not recognize the "thousand-mile mirror," and Zuo Menggeng believed him. But to claim Li Yan had never seen it was something Zuo could not accept. The "thousand-mile mirror" was tucked right in the bag on his saddle; how could Li Yan have missed it?

Chu Yang spoke with extreme solemnity as well, for in his heart, being able to return to the battlefield alongside Xiang Zuo was the greatest of fortunes.

In the nation of Tianxia, starting from scratch was merely a legend of the underworld. In this country, background and social connection chains were the hard truth.

Those still floating in mid-air seemed to realize their fate, and many collapsed in despair.

Time slipped away breath by breath. Ye Yu sat still within the stone coffin, repeating the gestures of cultivation and silently memorizing the key techniques of the Heavenly Demon Attack Arts. Through sheer persistence, he finally managed to cycle through the complex and obscure techniques in their entirety.

Seeing the Empress’s displeased expression, Nangong Yun’er dared not speak further. After all, provoking the Empress would bring her no benefit, so since the Empress had proposed it, she could only obey submissively.

The moment his body was flung out of the vortex, Lu Qingyu whipped his wrist and violently yanked a dark shadow from his Spirit Bead, then used all his strength to hurl the shadow toward the two spheres of light within the vortex.

"Martial arts?" Helian Nuo shook his head in confusion. Could it be that in this world of souls, there existed techniques independent of the soul?

Located within the Phantom Province, the Haoyun Mountains stretched endlessly. Thirteen peaks soared into the clouds, shrouded in mist year-round. Green hills and clear waters flickered in and out of sight, accompanied by the occasional cry of beasts and birds, or the sound of flutes and zithers. Beside the jade lake stood ethereal pavilions and distant islets, resembling a fairyland on earth—dreamlike, illusory, and captivating to the soul.

The Li Fire Cauldron spewed flames continuously, filling the entire space with fire. Fortunately, Xia Tian had set up a barrier beforehand. Although he hadn't planned for this specific situation, it was a fortuitous mistake; had he not sealed the environment, he feared there would have been chaos within the Sumeru Ring.

Yue Longtian was stunned by these words. He turned toward the door and saw an old man with graying hair and a kind, smiling face walking in.

"Look, it's starting!" someone shouted. Suddenly, the sea of people surged; heads bobbed as everyone jostled and shoved, all gazing toward the battle arena.