Volume One Chapter 81: The Beauty Who Came Knocking

Within the lavish private room, the crystal chandelier shed a gentle, radiant light, bathing the space in golden splendor. Upon the round rosewood table, an array of delicacies was artfully arranged, their rich aromas lingering in the air.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Disc was casually tossed by Bai Qi into the Heaven and Earth Millstone. Within that endless darkness, the Nether Phoenix found itself gripped by fear, while the old crab’s body was dissolved by the millstone, transforming into the purest immortal energy and pouring into the Nether Phoenix.

At this moment, Rog stood within the Amora Prison Hall, his gaze fixed intently on the massive, writhing thorn sphere before him, studying Amora’s condition with great care.

A biting wind howled sharply across the world, and as the dense thickets swayed violently, a narrow gap split open, revealing in the darkness the crouched figure of Northern Tathagata. The corners of his mouth curved with a subtle smile, yet that smile harbored an unspeakable coldness.

As the embroidered screen was withdrawn, Nanny Ye saw the Emperor emerge from the bedchamber and hastily bowed in greeting.

He had little interaction with Master Ye Xiang, but it was clear enough that he was a proud man. Would someone like that, expelled from the Alchemist Guild and branded a traitor, simply accept such a fate?

The Soviets adopted Lin Han’s terminology—a phrase the Germans had popularized earlier, now widespread across Europe.

Driven from China, losing Manchuria and Mongolia—in the first three years of his rule, Japan had all but squandered the gains amassed over forty years of expansion in China.

Consort Tong’s expression grew solemn; she slowly thumbed the sandalwood prayer beads in her hand, her voice steady: “With Shang Zhixin’s surrender, a gaping wound has been torn in the Three Feudatories. The suppression of this rebellion is now within reach.” If the Ussuri Vanguard and the Ussuri Daren were close kin… then indeed, fortune was now smiling upon her.

Leng Aofeng, pulled back by Nalan Youyun, realized he’d lost his composure. Embarrassed, he gave a dry cough and returned to his seat.

Tukaqing felt surges of force coursing through the spear in his grip, instantly spreading throughout his body, leaving him tingling and numb. He could no longer hold the spear, which slipped from his hands at once.

“Zhong Yanguai, a man born with a rebellious streak, is unworthy of bearing the Zhong family name!” Zhong Kuangshi cursed fiercely.

Zi Ruochu swallowed hard, her gaze fixed on his eyes, his lips. For reasons unknown, a longing welled up within her.

“Chen Dai has journeyed far to the Lingxia Nebula. Would you, friend, be able to divine his fortune?” As a disciple personally taught by Lord Wen, Bai Zijin set aside his pride.

Upon leaving the park, I quickly hailed a cab towards the school. En route, I called Shen Jing—there was nothing amiss on her end. Relieved, I told her to go down to the football field immediately. After hanging up, I called Gousheng, instructing the group to hurry to the field and protect Shen Jing.

Additionally, two thousand cavalry and five thousand militia were stationed near Xiangzhou under the command of Zhou Ben.

“Who are you?” Starson demanded sharply. Skilled in scheming, he had meticulously planned and rehearsed every step of his plot against Duantian, but this sudden, wind-like man in white had caught him completely off guard.

Since leaving the Han Empire, Princess Jielan had never considered becoming the consort of the Left Wise King. Yet, to safeguard her family’s lives, she had no choice but to depart from her homeland.

Anzi couldn’t be bothered to deal with her. If it weren’t for Beichen backing her, Anzi would have left her with a bruised and battered face even if she couldn’t kill her; with a snort, she changed direction and took another path.

That night, the Left Wise King returned to his residence and went directly to Princess Jielan’s chamber. Seeing her face flushed, he asked with concern, “Are you too tired? Why is your face so red?”