Chapter 58: So Proper It Doesn’t Seem Like It

She certainly did not possess the shrewdness of Thor; her absolute defense was broken and she lost to Dou Ruomei, leaving her deeply unwilling to accept defeat. Thus, she needed to challenge Dou Ruomei again, to prove her own abilities.

At the command to board, the drivers, who had been waiting for some time, swiftly lowered the ramps. The soldiers boarded the trucks in orderly fashion, and as the piercing sirens of the lead vehicles wailed, dozens of trucks roared off toward Guishan.

Beneath Tang Cheng’s feet was layer upon layer of fragments, crunching unpleasantly with every step. If it were possible, he would have turned back immediately, but now was not the time to retreat. Wende had told him that this was the place to encounter the curse, and he had to venture into this cave.

Standing nearby, Yang Qingqing revealed a hint of envy, while Yuli’s gaze lingered on Quan Quan, her expression complex, as if pondering some conundrum.

Could it be that both Xueling and Sister Qingyin were drawn in by the affinity radiating from Miss An?

A terrifying force instantly filled the air, as if the very heavens trembled. When the gray sphere of light neared the Holy Spirit Palace, the surrounding cranes fled in panic, as if they had seen something unimaginably dreadful.

Wang Dongsheng walked at the head of the group, holding his machine gun and vigilantly scanning the jungle ahead. Yi Yang led Lin Yifan, following fifteen meters behind Wang. Liuzi and Xia Tian darted through the forests on either side, moving with perfect coordination.

Jiaerka strode straight to the central circular area. At a glance, Tang Cheng knew that the people in this sector must be stronger; the entire area was red, unlike the others, which were divided by a single red line.

“Damn it,” Zhang Lilong cursed quietly. He couldn’t run toward the parking lot now—their men were coming from that direction. He had no choice but to pick another route.

“Heh, Mengting, I’m feeling much better—don’t worry. Is this your boyfriend? He’s quite the fine young man,” said Liu’s father with a smile, nodding approvingly.

Ling Yu grinned and said, “Anyone who wants to try is welcome. If it works, it’s a good way to save your life.” As he finished, he patted each teammate on the shoulder, transferring a faint twofold force to each one.

“Senior, I was wondering if I could exchange part of this reward for a Supreme Potion?” Emma hesitated for a long moment before voicing the condition she had discussed with Li Yan and Oakleyman. She stared intently at the old man, afraid he might refuse.

There were two cave dwellings in the Valley of Forgetting Sorrows. One belonged to Jade Fengzi. The other was excavated especially by Jade Fengzi for Guo Lin’s convenience after he captured Hongshan. This was the place Guo Lin chose for his seclusion.

Li Siqin took a stack of documents from the drawer, reading with great interest. Suddenly, much that had puzzled her became clear, but with this newfound understanding came fresh worries about Xia Haitong’s appearance.

Yet when Lucia came to her, her own strength was only at the archmage’s level, with no hope of a quick breakthrough, while Lucia had already become a magus. How could she not be amazed?

“As for conferring the title of Imperial Consort…” she looked at him with unease. The rumors about her causing Consort Yuan’s miscarriage still lingered, and now he insisted on elevating her rank; it must be difficult for him as well.

At dawn, the emperor went to the Ancestral Temple to offer sacrifice to Heaven. In the palace, led by the empress, all first paid homage to the gods of grain, water, and silk, praying for a bountiful year for the Ming Dynasty, then offered distant bows to the Ancestral Temple, and finally paid respects to the honored dowagers and Empress Yi’an.

Lu Xiu chuckled inwardly; it was rare to see Zi reveal such an expression. Once again, he realized the hidden benefits of assuming another’s identity: he could witness different sides of her, and he felt content.

At this moment, the others came over to join in, all ready to seize a share. Only Zhao Ye held back, but seeing everyone else go for the wolf meat, in the blink of an eye it was all gone, leaving Tian Yue anxious and frustrated.

The Liu families of the capital were truly innocent victims of the chaos. Every day, they burned incense and cursed Empress Dowager Liu and her kin, wishing them to descend to the eighteenth level of hell.

Mu Xiaoxiao had no idea that a single sentence of hers would bring her some trouble. But that is a story for another time.

Who would have thought that Gu Ling’er and Chen’er would get along so well? Long Linfei’s earlier worries now seemed completely unnecessary.

She wished that in the next life, she would never meet this man again. Old man, you owe me a life—I’ll come to collect it in the next life. With a heavy heart, she closed her eyes, a single hot tear sliding down her cheek.

“I’m only responsible for feeding you, not for eating it myself. Whether you finish or not is my concern; whether you can eat it all is the young master’s business.” Murong Xue said with a mischievous smile, shoveling another big spoonful of rice his way, a trace of triumph flickering in her cool eyes.

Could it be that Minghuang did not come to the Demon Realm? Or perhaps he dared not come? Or is there something he does not know?

“Wow, what a beautiful dagger!” exclaimed Chu Yan, pulling out two strands of his own hair and blowing them gently against the blade. Instantly, the hairs were sliced in two. “Now this is a real razor’s edge! Thank you, Uncle!” Chu Yan and Lin Han chimed in together.