Volume 1, Chapter 62: Afraid He Won't Last Until Next Month's Grand Wedding
The Crown Prince was the heir apparent; no matter how wary the Emperor might be of him, there was simply no way he would push him out at this juncture.
After being enfeoffed as a Prince of the First Rank, the Second Prince had returned to his fief and was forbidden to re-enter the capital without an imperial decree.
The Fourth Prince had suffered a head injury in his youth, leaving him with the mental capacity of a five-year-old child.
The remaining princes were still of tender years, leaving Qi Xizhou as the most suitable choice in the entire capital.
"Hall Master Luo, please forgive any offense," one of the disciples of the Starfall Sect stepped forward and said gravely to Ye Xiu, making a gesture to indicate a search.
Without pausing after the initial blow, the Demon Heaven let out another roar to the heavens, and the demonic energy surging through his body boiled over once more.
Whether it was the Uprising of the Five Barbarians in ancient times or the two World Wars of the modern era, those who committed heinous atrocities were invariably the ones who paraded under the banner of "ethnic purification."
However, as far as Taishi Ci was concerned, he was currently only half a subordinate to Cao Cao, which was why he replied thus.
It would be wonderful if it were daytime; perhaps they could resort to some primitive methods to make fire, such as friction fire-drilling.
The pirates felt as though they had been granted a general amnesty, scrambling over one another to grab the grappling hooks in their eagerness to retreat to their own pirate ship.
Listening to the exchange between Yun Hao and Xingchen, everyone was completely dumbfounded. What the hell, were these two out of their minds?
"There's no need to be so pessimistic, is there? Have a little faith," Ye Xiu said with a smile, his gaze revealing an air of calm and composure.
The door was pushed open, and Wang Yi's personal bodyguard walked in. Dressed entirely in black, he looked chillingly austere.
A cold smile crossed Ling Tian's lips as the corners of his mouth curved upward. With a wave of his massive sleeve, the soaring battle chariot instantly blazed with dazzling light. No longer needing to suppress his aura, he charged swiftly toward the distant horizon.
Though impeccably attired in a tailored suit, his brows were cold and stern, and apart from having breathtakingly handsome facial features, one could sense his extraordinary temperament even from a photograph.
Before Yi Youqian could recover from the shock, Chu Han deftly untied the ropes.
Wang Jun emitted a soft "hmph," observing the Earth God. Seeing him wreathed in the smoke of incense and faintly radiating a divine glow, a closer inspection revealed that he was actually nothing more than a wandering soul, though his physical form had been shaped by some mysterious power.
This was precisely why Chen Ye dared to bypass the intermediate stages and accept baptism by magma directly.
"So that's how it is!" Ning Ze's face showed sudden enlightenment, and he did not harbor the slightest doubt about what Li Yuan had said.
These past few days, apart from Partridge Whistle, each of the four of you took 200,000 in pocket money from me, so Partridge Whistle and I also split 200,000 for personal use.
However, just because he had no way out of it did not mean others couldn't either. After all, specialization was key; Bu Wangxue practiced the profound technique of soul branding, and perhaps she would have a solution.
Xiao Zhuo grew vigilant. Bound by strict prohibitions, he had no idea what his chances of winning would be if he were to fight the man before him.
As soon as the four sentences were spoken, County Vice-Administrator Qian immediately chimed in, and Registrar Li had no way to refute it. The news of Xu Shisheng's death from a sudden illness quickly spread throughout the county office.
They did not rush out to attack, nor did they eagerly attempt to equalize the score only to be caught by Arsenal on the counterattack.
On his feet were a pair of brand-new deerskin boots. Though his face was not as fair and handsome as that of his eldest cousin, he looked upright and refined, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness—at a glance, he was clearly a clever and capable person.
"No... but I can predict her route of movement?" Liuxing said with a hint of complacency.
In the blink of an eye, the two lucky viewers for tonight's livestream had been randomly selected.
In the end, Chen Boyuan was carried up from the bottom of the cliff by Wen Fu and the others, one of his legs dangling grotesquely, completely unconscious.
Along the Journey to the West, to say nothing of the demons and monsters encountered every step of the way, the flaws and failings among the five members of the pilgrimage were already countless.
The dynastic law of the Great Qing stipulated: In the case of an absolute indenture, once a transaction was finalized, neither the family members nor the individual sold were permitted to demand a redemption of the contract.