Volume One, Chapter 55: The Death of the Noble Consort

The Ninth Prince bowed deeply to Prime Minister Xiao, then took out the jade pendant given by Noble Consort Xiao and handed it to him.

Prime Minister Xiao stared at the jade pendant in the prince’s hand, his pupils contracting sharply, his whole body trembling.

He swiftly split open a whole duck, carefully inspecting its organs while explaining to the nearby farmer the exact cause of the bird’s death. Liu Peng and Lin Jie watched the entire process with unwavering attention.

Pang Tong was quite moved by Pang Shanmin’s idea: marrying a widow to make a statement, then openly courting women under royal decree. From a strategic perspective, this was an overt scheme.

“Where is Xiaoxiao now?” Lianyun City pressed Hao Lingli once more. Hao Lingli hung his head, claiming he didn’t know. Lianyun City realized he could get nothing more out of Hao Lingli.

The two naval forces combined numbered nearly a hundred thousand. Just imagining commanding such an immense army filled Cheng Pu with excitement.

The centipede writhed in pain, and the snake helped by lashing its tail at Ren Bai. The snake’s tail was as thick as an elephant, slicing through the air with a forceful sound; if struck, Ren Bai would surely be killed. Ren Bai leapt lightly into the air, dodging the blow, but he dared not relax and prepared his peachwood sword to counter.

As Feng Lin’s vessel, Xin Ruoling could clearly sense that Feng Lin was on the verge of a breakthrough and must not be disturbed.

“In this way, you won’t be bullied anymore, and Grandmaster can rest assured as he travels for enlightenment,” Tang Monk murmured.

This strength, in the former Six Sect Alliance, was unrivaled by any faction except the Seven Star Sect.

The crowd was stunned, but Hua Xiangrong and Hua Diao remained calm, as if they already knew.

However, he was not fully satisfied; his blade technique was still somewhat slow, and his ghost steps could be more precise. He was determined to perfect his swordsmanship.

Feng Wuqing cared little about victory or defeat; if the demon withered but survived and retreated to the surface, wouldn't Qiao’er and the others be endangered?

Suddenly, he felt the pressure around him dissipate, and a familiar voice echoed from the giant toad.

Or perhaps it was an entirely new path—or maybe this was the road he was destined to walk.

“Of course, I can’t compare with you, sir. When it comes to thick skin, Chen Bin and I are several streets behind you.” Lin Jiamao and Lin Chu were already used to his manner, knowing he was not truly angry, so they joked along.

Kinoshita Nagayoshi was a gentle man. Upon seeing Dongfang Yunyang and the other two, he smiled slightly and invited them to sit.

Legend says that the formation was perfected step by step by generations of Penglai master tacticians, ultimately creating the current array, which continues to be refined even today.

Through numerous practical battles, Dongfang Yunyang had grown proficient in using the Ghost Step Quad Slash in real combat, thanks in large part to Miyahara Kaori’s sparring.

Thus, when he heard the startled cry, Qin Yibai thought something had happened to Zhong. He darted into the stone chamber, but as he reached the stone bed, he instinctively shrank his neck, nearly turning to flee.

Other Yellow Turban troops rushed in to support upon seeing the fighting, and Kong Rong’s group was surrounded by tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans. They tried to break out left and right, but were unable to escape. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, fewer than a hundred remained by their side.

But now, Yun Mengxue had married Luo Haochen. He would either never wed, or wait for the day Luo Haochen and Yun Mengxue parted ways. Judging by current circumstances, that day was unlikely to be far off.