Chapter 34: Flies Do Not Alight on an Unblemished Egg

Not to mention that the green bottle was carved from a single piece of fine jade, and inside it contained a pair of Qingfu—mythical insects that could make money fly away and return again?

The formation gathered the surrounding water vapor to slowly condense a white mist a hundred yards away, serving to obstruct both sight and spiritual perception.

Before long, the Banyan Tree Spirit and the Great Peng also arrived, drawn by the sound, each eagerly expressing their willingness to become a glorious food taster.

In truth, the moment they saw Chen Da’s expression, they knew he intended to do business with Heselin.

He immediately placed his hands into an ice basin filled with strong liquor to wash them meticulously. Meanwhile, Luo Yu, standing to the side, kept glancing at Jiang Tian’s actions from time to time.

After all, the fire had just started before it was extinguished, but the fabrics and silks that Shirley had gone to great lengths to collect were completely ruined.

Zhao Huang, also standing nearby, knew how to manipulate people’s hearts; he stood on the other side, tapping the table constantly, creating an extremely rhythmic sound.

The place where Ouyang Wei disappeared was a forest; once he stepped inside, he never came out again.

An emotionless tone rang out. Boy walked out with the same gait as usual, looking at James with contempt.

The old boatman felt his bamboo pole held fast and could not help but find it strange. The riverbed was soft with silt and sand, so why did it feel as difficult as if it had been thrust into solid stone? While the Taoist priest continued to grumble and curse, the old boatman instinctively lowered his head to peer into the water.

Having been discovered now, it would be a miracle if I weren’t taken for a thief—no, wait, my actions really were those of a thief.

After all, the other party was a martial arts expert, and he, an ordinary person, was nothing more than a speck of dust in front of such a master.

Zhang Yi was clever; she guessed Young Master Yang’s intentions. She knew he wasn’t acting in earnest and that this display was more of a warning—to let Zhang Yi know how formidable his power truly was, or rather, to make her restrain herself and ensure she did not cross him again.

"I believe what your ancestors left you must be useful. Don't think of it as beneath you; it’s just not the right time to use it yet. I’ve seen this happen many times," I said.

The place was deserted, save for flies buzzing about the sky, which was incredibly distracting. Wang Aotian, who was supposed to be punished alongside Lin Kun, had not shown up at all, and looking at the filth in the restroom, he clearly hadn't come yesterday either.

The fellow still flying toward the sky saw the clouds beside him and was so terrified he nearly fainted.

They sat gathered around the tea table, calm and relaxed, leisurely savoring the fragrant tea in their hands, utterly indifferent to the arrival of a few more people.

Because their bodies collided while tilted in the void, they both slid backward.

"Very well, very well," the old Taoist priest did not get angry. At the very least, his chess pieces were still hovering in the air, looking quite spectacular.

The servants looked at one another; though filled with fear and confusion, they dared not speak under Ying Zhao’s imposing authority and retreated one by one.

Ye Chen nodded; knowing there would be no immediate crisis in the south, he felt at ease.

On the other side, the assassin who had been confronting Ying Zhao was now surrounded by the guards who had rushed in.

"I understand. Is the Yuanling Academy coming to settle scores with you? Indeed, just a few days ago, I heard that the White Martial Master of the Yuanling Academy had died. It is said that Zhang Shiyun was also severely wounded by that Earth Flame Beast," Tang Li muttered to herself.

One must know that during the martial examination, if Su Shang had not barged in, the position of Crown Prince would have surely been his. How could it have dragged on until now?

The eunuch beside him hurriedly presented the battle report. The Emperor opened it with trembling hands, and at a single glance, he was struck with shock.

Luo Xia looked at the interface, noting that some of the information came from his past life—such as the UI, which looked very un-magical and out of place in this world—while some was knowledge mastered by his predecessor. There were also new spells with strange descriptions that seemed to contain information Luo Xia had not yet grasped.

The predicament of food shortages left the soldiers famished, their weary bodies no longer able to sustain a fight, and morale plummeted into panic.

Seeing the giant Snow King striding forward with heavy steps, the Northern Hu soldiers could no longer hold back; they turned and fled toward Kas.

Others were original urban residents or even people from the old Kempston city who believed the special zone policy was just a land giveaway. They claimed the plots speculatively but never cultivated them honestly.

In Han Yi’s view, his empress should be his virtuous assistant, and she should hold some power.

"What can we do? He won't even listen to Young Master Lu’s words anymore!" Mother Li stamped her feet in anxiety.

At this moment, Ning Yue, fast asleep, was unaware of Gu Jingyu’s inner thoughts. If she truly knew, it might have caused her real pain.

Ye Qianchu continued, "When you take the first puff, let the breath be long and slow. Gradually feel the aromatic blend of the tobacco, and you will experience true richness. Now, tell me, do you still need a drop of my blood to find Chu Ling?"

In fact, Ning Linlin had never paid much attention to her grades. After all, this was an honors class, and even the worst student here was better than those in the failing classes.

Ever since Aiqi heard that Mu Guofeng’s affairs had been exposed, she had lost her composure. Her mind was in a state of chaos, she hadn't taken in much of what Bai Min said afterward, and she remained in a dazed, stupefied state.

Even though the Boye cavalry saw that the Han infantry were equipped with heavy metal armor, they remained full of confidence. They spurred their horses to a gallop, holding Slavic javelins in one hand and shields in the other, charging fearlessly into the Han army formation.