Volume 1 Chapter 36: Being Played for a Fool

"Do you want to save her, or do you want the antidote?" Shi Hongxuan chuckled lightly. He was certain Mu Quanye would choose the antidote, for this insect venom could only be cured by the Mother Parasite.

The ledger must be presented; otherwise, if the silver were found missing, none of them would be able to escape the consequences.

"Mengze, you are right," Su Yuchen said softly. His voice was respectful and tender; those who did not know better might have assumed Madam Mengze was the true master of the Xuanming Spirit Realm.

Baili Chang’an acted with bold, sweeping strokes, offending every wealthy merchant, tycoon, and local squire across the nine provinces of Nanzhao. Those who knew Chen Zhuo was her protégé had only the option of rivalry; there was no possibility of fawning or defection.

"Sister is different. Sister is the Regent Princess, the minister of regency appointed by the late Emperor’s edict. She is not the same as the Empress Mother." On this point, Baili Yuanjia was very clear.

"Fine, no problem." Liu Lian replied with a hint of impatience. She had intended to continue teaching Lin Yu, but to her annoyance, someone had returned early.

Listening to the chaotic footsteps gradually fading away, I still dared not move. Although I had eased my grip, I remained in the position of having my arms wrapped around Nan Chengyao’s waist.

I offered my thanks and instructed Shuying to take the list, though I knew in my heart I would never use it.

He picked up the fallen spear from the ground, mounted Lu Sheng’s head in the most prominent spot on the city wall, and shouted loudly.

Ye Zhen found it quite amusing. Just as she was about to retort, the brothel matron pushed the door open, carrying a tray filled with some strange items. Seeing Ye Zhen, she smiled suggestively and said, "These are some things the young master requires." With that, she handed them to Ye Zhen and sashayed away, swaying her hips.

When the Old Madam heard that delicate, sweet voice, her heart melted, and she hurriedly pulled the girl into her arms, whispering endearments and inquiries about her well-being.

"It’s all because of the injury on his arm. Now that he has lost half his martial arts, he spends all day wearing that sour face as if everyone owes him money," Wang Saihua chimed in.

To send two people who have never even experienced the bureaucracy to investigate civil service integrity—it was the height of absurdity.

The underground maze was vast, filled with various monsters and countless paths. Without a map, one could easily get lost, just as its name implied.

Because the Hu woman had been so angered that day, she lay in bed feigning illness, while the Zhou and Zhang women were genuinely injured and had returned to their respective rooms. Neither household cooked, and the atmosphere was deathly still.

Yu Sheng and Ouyang Xue used their mornings and evenings every day to teach Yu Yang and train him in martial arts, but during the day, they were forced to lock him at home alone. They could only prepare some food and drink for him before setting out to hunt.

Upon hearing this, the shadow felt a jolt in his heart. As one of the top leaders of the Nether Desolation, he had actually been seen through as someone who was not a Nether Cultivator.

"I’m not afraid even if you play dumb. In this world, you are mine, and don't even think about running away," Ouyang Xue said resentfully.

"However, if you want to cultivate the first level to perfection, it is absolutely impossible without a thousand years or so," Tian Yan continued.

The M16A4 rifle has long been regarded by many as trash, primarily because this rifle lacks full-auto capability and only has a three-round burst mode.

In the chairman’s office, Wang Shi and Li Tianrong were discussing the latest progress on their cooperation. Li Peijiu sat to the side, analyzing the commercial trajectory.

The confidence that the people in front had just regained was instantly crushed. Many faces had gone pale, especially those from the Shuiyue Sect, Flying Tiger Sect, and the Liao family, who felt a chilling discomfort throughout their bodies.

Amidst his sinister laughter, the imperial edict suddenly ignited with black flames, caught by a wild wind and swept high into the sky, drifting into the depths of the clouds like a lone boat in a giant wave.

"Not at all, Young Master, please, come in!" Upon hearing this, Feiyanggu hurriedly made way, gesturing for the Kangxi Emperor to enter.

Perhaps in their eyes, only the Ten Elders and members of their own clans were truly human; everyone else was merely a beast in human skin, existing only to provide them with amusement.

As for the gifted individuals, especially the practitioners, a monstrous storm raged in their hearts. Such a celestial phenomenon was unheard of, something that defied belief and exceeded their understanding of cultivation.

"Mom, stop crying. Is the Xuanbing Palace still there?" Bai Mu asked. He believed his grandfather and father must have avenged him, but he still wanted to know the result.

"Damn it," he cursed under his breath. He turned to see Taylor, who also wore a look of shock, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the demon before them.

"Well? Are you going to sign or not?" Shi Chengdun did not give him time to consider; his patience was never great to begin with.

That was too ridiculous. He had said from the beginning that we would pass the trial if we answered three questions correctly, but now that we had answered nearly ten, he had reneged on all of them.

"Liu Qing is truly amazing!" Fu Mudan gripped Luming in excitement, her eyes full of adoration for Liu Qing on the stage.

This is the psychology of the online masses: when the weak and the strong are compared, most people do not care about right or wrong; they instinctively sympathize with the weak.

The front row of seats belonged to the elders, while the back row, near the door, belonged to the hall masters.

Xu Le, as if he had anticipated this, used his phone to cast the CCTV app onto the large television in front of them, replaying the news that had just aired at 12:30.

Xu Le thought to himself, *Trying this trick on me? You're forcing me to use my ultimate move.* He switched interfaces, looking for the phone number of Wang Quan, the person in charge of Dayu Games. *Damn it, I’ll call Wang Quan right now and tell him to take the "Son of Heaven Peak" server offline immediately. If you want to be this arrogant, don't blame me for playing dirty.*

"Actually, there is another part of this song that is very good, or rather, one word that is used exceptionally well!" Lü Jiayun continued.