Volume 1, Chapter 58: Finding a Greater Fool!

"You are from the Shen family?"

Patriarch Zhu and the others changed their expressions slightly.

Bearing the surname Shen and coming from the imperial capital, it was difficult not to associate these two factors with the Shen family. Moreover, if it really was the Shen family, having guards with such formidable strength was entirely normal.

Shen Hao nodded and said, "Indeed!"

Upon receiving a definitive confirmation, the attitudes of Patriarch Zhu and the others shifted instantly. The Shen family was a colossal entity that they simply could not afford to offend.

However, Ma Yinglong held a surge of suppressed anger within him and remarked with sarcastic insinuation, "Young Master Shen certainly has a most peculiar way of paying a visit!"

Shen Hao sneered, "Patriarch Ma seems to harbor a great deal of resentment."

Ma Yinglong did not speak, only rubbing his aching chest. Just moments ago this...

Ye Luoyun was deeply touched. He had heard from Ma Sheng that in the past, underworld soldiers lived in luxury, feasting on the finest foods and rolling in wealth. How different things were now, when they could be overjoyed just over a single medicinal pill.

"It's no good that A-Lai is both brave and resourceful; you don't trust him, but would you feel at ease if we replaced him with someone blockheaded?" Su Yuhua complained.

The problem was that Cheng Dalei did not think much of this matter either. Most of his subordinates were bandits and desperate outlaws driven to the end of their ropes. Although Cheng Dalei enforced strict military discipline and trained them to obey orders implicitly, it was difficult to impose excessive moral demands upon them.

The soldiers behind the Dark-Armored Cavalry immediately hoisted their long spears, resting them upon the shields of the cavalrymen. These were thirty-foot spears that required two soldiers to carry; two men tightly embraced the rear of each spear, bracing themselves to meet the charge of the enemy cavalry.

Ye Luoyun's expression shifted drastically as the sound of the Soul-Stun Bell struck deep into his spiritual consciousness like a sharp thorn.

"Leader Cheng is overthinking. To be honest, my digestion has been a bit poor lately; I can't stomach anything too greasy and would prefer something light." Gao Feibao was determined to save face even if it killed him this time. He had already made up his mind that if Cheng Dalei continued to treat him with such polite formalities, he would drop the courtesies as well and eat and drink his fill to his heart's content.

He then ordered Dan Xiongxin to head south and garrison Fenyin, and Meng Zhixiang to garrison Puban, in order to guard against an advance from Zuofengyi.

Ye Luoyun did not hide anything from Lin Xue, recounting how he had previously entered the ten-foot rift and passed the trials to become the junior sect master.

Furthermore, Zhou Jianhong was already close at hand now. Having waited for so many years, waiting just a little longer and finding the most opportune moment to strike would be even better.

Dongfang Xin was overjoyed. As he picked up the source skill and turned to leave, he saw that Dongfang Yu had also successfully acquired "Haoran Falling Flower Legs."

Even though Emperor Yongzheng himself was a person of extremely deep and complex thoughts, that did not mean every single action of his was fraught with calculation. In particular, Wanwan genuinely believed that the Empress would take good care of Yanxi.

Ever since Fu Ziyin received a slap, they had begun plotting how to leave the imperial capital city with the two children.

As for Ye Xuan's cultivation realm, it had long since been concealed by Wutian back to the third layer of Qi-Surging. Ye Xuan intended to unleash his true strength all at once during the family grand competition, proclaiming to the entire Haitian City that he, Ye Xuan, was by no means good for nothing.

He had gone without speaking to me for so long that I thought there was some irreconcilable enmity between us.

His previous words seemed to have been spoken purely out of spite, yet who would have known that Nianxia showed no intention of dissuading him whatsoever? Yinzhen discovered that Nianxia's temperament lately seemed to be growing increasingly similar to Wanwan's.

It flicked its forked tongue and nodded its head vigorously to indicate that it understood. Then, turning around, it led the red snake in the direction of the snake cave.

Dongfang Xin smiled without speaking. Walking up to the shop assistant, he clenched his fists abruptly, and a faint layer of source energy, akin to a curtain of light, enveloped his entire fist. With a low shout, Dongfang Xin threw a punch laden with wind and forceful momentum, smashing fiercely onto the bluestone table in front of the assistant.

Never had he expected that when recalling those past scenes once more, they would remain so vividly clear.

A-Luan was indeed very joyful. The servants below reported that Lady Luan would frequently exchange witty banter with the parrot, amusing the Emperor's favored consort to peals of laughter.

Chu Lianxi had once walked that ghost path. Upon appearing within the Xiang residence, a cluster of spirits immediately gathered around her.

Jing Qi, I like you so very much. Perhaps the way I love you is something you cannot accept, but please, do not fear me.

Mu Aoqing felt embarrassed; she had finally managed to invite Xia Yunchen to a meal, only for the mood to be thoroughly ruined.

"Let's drop it, let's drop it. Come fishing with me instead." Changing the subject, Ye Qinchen focused intently on shaking his fishing rod, the hookless end dangling into the lake water and stirring up ripples.

The figure pursued closely without slowing down, crashing into the tent. Lifting the curtain, Wu Yong rushed inside to see that the masked man had already seized both siblings by the throat with one hand. At that moment, the man turned his head back, looking startled at the appearance of Wu Yong, who looked like an exhibitionist.

Given Young Master Gao's temperament, encountering such an injustice meant he would undoubtedly teach the other party a harsh lesson.

"Of course not Master Uncle," Xiang Bei immediately denied. However, he truly did not know the answer to this question and asked Chu Lianxi how he should address him.

He dared not touch upon romance in his films, simply because he lacked the qualification; he was a man unworthy of speaking of love.

However, this terrifying ghost-head broadsword was treated by Ye Wentian as nothing more than a poker for a fire.

Ning Wuhua listened closely and realized there really were the sounds of crossfire echoing in the distance. However, the direction was very far away, so Ning Wuhua had no idea what was going on. Turning his head back, he looked at the fat-eared man standing before him.

Fortunately, after walking for nearly forty minutes, I finally arrived at the location sent by Ouyang Shunten.

"Medicine is three parts poison; Her Highness is in robust health and has no need for medication. She just needs to pay more attention to her diet!" Doctor Wang replied.

Lifting my head, I met Ouyang Shunten's bloodshot eyes. His gaze was filled with disbelief, pain, and lingering hatred.

"Since Uncle has extended such a warm invitation, Mother, you should go. Have a wonderful gathering with all the uncles and aunts," Jun Moshen said.

"Everyone need not worry. Although the Blood Nether Formation appears formidable, as long as a single drop of the caster's fresh blood is dripped onto the formation's core, this array can be broken," Jun Moshen explained, and the others finally understood.

However, the rules changed slightly every year. Just like this year, because there were too many participants, the first round would be an elimination system.

On the other side, Shen Qingqing followed Qin Xuan to the kindergarten where Taotao was, her heart filled with nervous anxiety.

Perhaps because they were in a decent mood, the two of them drank quite a bit of alcohol. Half the dishes were gone, and before they could even finish the three dishes and one soup, both of them were thoroughly drunk.

Fang La and his entourage had thus perished. Zhu Biao had no mood to mourn for them, nor did he wish to shed crocodile tears. He was the one who had killed them; what good would a lavish funeral do?

At this moment, within the torch at the topmost tier of the divine statue, the silver-haired elder was imparting final instructions to his two most valued major generals.

That was a factory with a clock tower built atop its massive rooftop. The structure did not look particularly conspicuous from the outside, but in reality, it possessed a height that overlooked the entire neighborhood.

The three main deities were struck with terror. How long had Lin Hai been cultivating? He had only just acquired the abilities of the Space-Time Deity—how could he possibly be this powerful?

Abruptly, Yefeng felt a surge of violent, immense power flood into his body as the dragon blood permeated through him, causing nearly all of the hundreds of acupoints on his body to open simultaneously.