Chapter 124: The Paradox of Events

Zhao Yuan turned his head to look at the person before him, a hint of melancholy coloring his tone. "If I hadn't done this, my daughter surely would have died. For those few, handling such a matter is as easy as turning over one's hand; having them intervene was the simplest path possible."

As Zhao Yuan spoke, he expected whoever was siding with Yang Mu to laugh heartily, but upon seeing the expression on the man's face, Zhao Ling'er felt an urge to beat him to death.

"Can’t you consider your own status for a moment? If something happens to you now, what am I supposed to do? You don't even have a clear grasp of the situation you're in, and already—"

Cai Chengren ignored the fact that the young doctor had entered without knocking and hurriedly asked.

"It is naturally true. Anyone present, whoever strikes you once shall receive ten thousand star-power credits," the Seventh Young Master said with arrogant coldness.

A minute passed, and Teng Yun still could not pinpoint the direction from which the person had arrived, yet the aura remained nearby, heightening her vigilance.

Looking behind him, there was clearly a spatial rift; it was obvious he had emerged from that very fissure.

For these two officials who had held their posts for less than three years, the sudden annexation of Qi County into the fief of Lord Chang'an meant their tenure had reached its end.

Yun Yuhong's heart sank. It was already late, and her royal brothers were no strangers to Yuyue Mountain; by all logic, they should have returned by now. Could something have happened? Duanmu Tiancheng’s call for a hunt today surely had an ulterior motive, but he hadn't made a move against her along the way. Could he have turned his predatory gaze toward her brothers instead?

"Who are you?" While Ning Fuchen was lost in his own thoughts, Teng Yun had steadied herself, turning the matter over in her mind and concluding that this was the only remaining possibility.

He then opened the bottle, took out a pill, and swallowed it. As soon as he did, he felt invigorated and clear-headed.

Li Qiang drew the blade at his side. It was a rustic, ancient-looking weapon, not forged in modern times but discovered in the Land of Divine Punishment. The blade was black, laced with mysterious, crimson veins running through the center.

Lin Fan appeared right on time. As for last night, he felt helpless; Wang Mingyang and his wife were truly far too exuberant, desperate to ply him with drink just to get him intoxicated.

The cross-spatial consciousness attached to his body contained residual information and traces of power that, even in the slightest fragment, were thousands of times more profound than the Lightning Inheritance.

At the mere thought of Gao Feng’s eyes, clear to the point of extremity, a chill ran through You Lang’s heart. If he could help it, he never wanted to cross paths with Gao Feng again.

In his hand appeared a crystal longsword, marked by a mysterious and profound blue crystalline thread.

Outside the barrier, many who had been reinforcing it spat out blood as they were shaken by the sudden surge of power.

The battle entered its most intense phase at this moment, with several Emperor-level powerhouses from the Black Prison True Realm falling within mere breaths.

I knew that she truly regarded me as her brother-in-law now, but my image had been greatly distorted due to the video. If I couldn't find a way to correct her misguided perception of me, I feared my life ahead would be quite difficult.

There were fifty thousand black dragons here. Although most were not yet fully grown, through the divine telepathic network, their combined strength was sufficient to resist any monarch.

The young doctor frowned at the boy at his feet and scolded coldly, "Get lost!" With that, he kicked the boy in the head.

Gao Feng lacked the appropriate light armor and sufficient instrumentation; relying solely on his divine sense, he could not roughly analyze the energy structure of the Heavenly One True Water. Though he was curious about it, his priority for now was to secure the Fruit of Wisdom.

"Master, are you... running out of time?" I couldn't help but ask. After all, when it comes to life, the older one gets, the more one fears the word 'death.' He dared not say it, so I had to be bold enough to ask, if only so that while he still lived, I might perform some good deeds for his sake.