Chapter 52 Confession

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“Control, nor unforeseen circumstances.” Yehua glanced at Nameless in the distance and increasingly felt that he was like a stumbling block.

“Chen Yishi was an accident. She once revealed her feelings to me, but I ignored them.” Situ Xuan recounted what had happened with Chen Yishi, including the two times she had gotten drunk and caused a scene.

As he practiced the fourth stage, “Threefold Double Ninth,” he faintly heard the rustling sound again. Ignoring the danger, he walked toward the other side, where he saw the mirage beast baring its fangs and claws as it destroyed the patterns.

Because he was drawing upon the power of the technological universe at that moment, the world he had created also carried a portion of that universe’s might.

Yun Zhen had been quietly regulating his breathing and adjusting his condition. Suddenly faced with so many familiar yet unfamiliar faces, he hesitated instinctively. But when he thought of the bloodshed of the past, he still spoke his mind.

These spiritual energies changed from gas to liquid and then to solid form. This was due not only to the volume of the formation’s space, but also to the excessive amount of spiritual energy surging out of Nameless’s body.

“Good, good! That feels wonderful when you press there. My head feels so much lighter now, as though I’ve just had a thorough sauna.” Jiang Xuanpei closed her eyes and quietly savored the strength of Lin Yichen’s hands. Her lips parted slightly, and she looked utterly delighted.

Cui Hao suddenly remembered that when he had first comprehended the “Kasyapa Secret Art,” his body had also seemed to contain an inexhaustible supply of true energy. If it continued to build up like this, it would certainly damage Yun Zhen’s internal organs. He had to find a suitable way to release the remaining true energy within Yun Zhen as quickly as possible.

Although the Claudius family had made enormous sacrifices and was deeply loved by the common people, agitators had stirred up resentment among them. They were unwilling to accept the former city lord’s seven- or eight-year-old grandson as their new lord. What they needed was someone who could understand their feelings and offer them protection.

Yang Chao could not be certain of this, nor did he dare take the risk. However, he already had a way to find out for sure.

On the fifteenth day of the sixth month, the eldest granddaughter, who had been unconscious for eight or nine days, suddenly awoke. Not only had she regained consciousness, but her spirits were also considerably better than before, as though she had abruptly recovered from a serious illness.

Yet things had gone against all expectations. The enormous sphere of light that had appeared above the ring-shaped mountain vanished in an instant. Like a meteor, it had shone brilliantly for only a brief moment, leaving behind nothing but the darkness that had always remained.

As a prince, Yuan Ji occasionally coming here for a meal would not have been unusual. But this was only the fourth day after Princess Pingyang’s burial, and he had already run off to Dingfeng Tower with his friends to eat and drink. Worst of all, after seeing him ask for leave, he had also gone to ask the emperor for leave, claiming that he wanted to mourn his sister.

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However, while Aoba Yamashiro was momentarily stunned, Itachi’s figure appeared behind him like a ghost. Then the kunai in Itachi’s hand plunged down viciously.

They always wore that same calm expression. Just looking at them made one want to punch them a few times. Still, it was better to remain peaceful, if only to avoid being tormented by that fellow in the future.

After Zabuza finished speaking, Kisame immediately felt the chakra drained from his body. As he stared at the familiar greatsword before him, a realization suddenly struck him.

Su Luo’s mouth twitched. If anyone else had dared speak to the Ghost Doctor in such a manner, they would surely have been tired of living.

As for why he had done this, the reason was simple: the Crown Prince had been sent to the provisions camp for training. The child was resentful and wanted to prove that he was no worse than the Crown Prince. He was not the only one who felt this way; the people of Lanxiu Palace and Zhixi Palace were probably unhappy as well.

Jiang Aidou had come in last place and was assigned to the far end of the marketplace. By the time people reached that spot, they had generally bought everything they wanted and were already tired from browsing. The sales would obviously not be very good.

Wenren Xue looked over suspiciously and met the equally astonished, somewhat flustered gaze of the fake Feng Yan.

Feng Youyou held her stepmother’s hand, hesitating over whether to expose her father’s true nature in front of her. Suddenly, she heard her stepmother’s astonished voice from above.

“A man like him is rare,” Tie Gu said. “If I were you, I certainly wouldn’t truly ignore him.”

“That’s why I’ll keep a close eye on him,” Ding Linglin replied. “I won’t let anyone else set their sights on him.”

Her smile had begun to look a little foxlike as well.

Luo Rui was also skilled at exploiting the rules. Once she had decided not to dance, she left her own rehearsal area and wandered elsewhere.

Following the usual pattern, Monday’s download count would not be lower than the weekend’s and might even continue to rise. But Sunday’s downloads had already reached a considerable baseline, so Lin Di did not dare make an overly aggressive estimate.

The two of them did not even have time to take turns. A single meal was enough for the Red Demon, less than fifty miles behind them, to catch up.

Although Wu Bingxin also regarded this herbal tea as a health drink, what he valued most was its health benefits. Therefore, he sold it as a health supplement.

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This was not the countryside but the imperial capital. The old man did not live in a mud house in some rural village, but in a detached villa on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

When Venerable Fenxian saw Chen Fang disappear from his sight, unwillingness welled up in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he sped after him.

As for the eighth-grade battle techniques, the Sunflare Fist and the Mountain-River Seal, they had also made considerable progress. Like the second layer of the Ten-Thousand-Forged Golden Body, they were only one step away from reaching perfection.

Wu Tingsi turned his head and saw that the van had actually driven out. A cluster of silver needles glittered on its hood. It turned out that the Wood Fairy had counterattacked at the same moment she was shot, launching a volley of needles. In her haste, however, she had missed her aim. The needles pierced through the metal hood without injuring anyone.

A white-haired person seeing off a black-haired person is already one of life’s greatest tragedies. But if that white-haired person’s heart is filled with guilt toward the black-haired one, then it becomes the greatest tragedy within tragedy.

Jiang Wei placed the scalpel against Yu Ningyan’s chest once more. The spot was very close to the heart and had little muscle, making it convenient for the incision.

For a time, all the academy’s senior officials sprang into action and organized everything with remarkable efficiency. In no time at all, every student had departed.

Although Zhang Hao appeared to have gained every advantage, the Exploding-Heaven Pot that had always followed him had burst, leaving him inwardly miserable.

“What’s wrong? Something on your mind?” As always, before the person himself appeared, his voice arrived first. Feng Yuye appeared before her.

Feng Yuye had remained by Qin Mengdie’s side the entire time, while the Prince of Zhennan guarded his princess consort. Feng Yutian hurried back and forth, but always remained within everyone’s sight.

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