Chapter 60: Coming to Pick Up the Prince

"Leave the city, go to Kaifu Temple."

Upon leaving the palace, Zhaojiao immediately instructed Liushu to head outside the city walls.

"Miss, has something happened?"

Zhaojiao paused for a moment. "Prince Su is in trouble."

Liushu's expression shifted, not daring to ask any further questions as she noticeably accelerated the carriage.

Zhaojiao leaned against the carriage wall. No wonder Yin Ling had been completely quiet for the past three days; it turned out he had already made his move long ago.

She just hadn't expected him to resort to such despicable tactics.

In weather like this—

However, this fellow still possessed genuine strength. He seemed even more formidable than Shen Rouxue, likely also at the Tribulation Transmutation stage. Relying on his cultivation at the Great Perfection of the seventh layer of the Sword God Canon, dealing with him might still prove rather difficult.

"No matter what, for the sake of our homeland, everyone needs to put in extra effort. Starting tomorrow, I hope we can gradually turn the tide of battle. Make sure you don't wait until we are forced back to the Abyss of Netherworld to feel regret," Immortal Emperor Changhe also chimed in.

Despite suffering such a heavy blow, Ao Guang did not loosen his grip on the water dragon whip. Instead, taking advantage of the momentum, he swung the weapon high, transforming it into a giant axe that he ruthlessly chopped down toward Nezha.

***

Fang Yuanyuan did not rush to check the shop; instead, she went directly up the stairs outside the villa to the third floor. Her room was tidied up simply by Zhou Mingyue every day and was kept impeccably clean.

Looking at that fierce wolf glaring at her with bloodshot eyes, a nameless terror gripped her heart. At that moment, she couldn't fathom why they had turned into wolves after drinking the white liquid from the white porcelain bottle.

Only then did Mo Lingchun recall what Ren Hao had previously told him: attempting to use painkillers for this kind of issue was completely useless.

Hearing this, Fang Yuanyuan felt a complex mix of melancholy and relief in her heart. She somehow felt that Bai Feng had subtly changed in some way.

It was now ten-0-five in the morning on the ninth day of the competition. The person currently being evaluated on stage was the seven hundred and forty-third contestant, who happened to be Lü Meng, Fang Yuanyuan's dormmate.

"Second Brother, something's happened! First Senior Brother has sent out a distress signal," Cai Jiao said, looking flustered as she went to find Pei Zhen.

"The customer is God? Ridiculous, we are the gods, what customers are gods?" Sister Wu shouted loudly.

Currently, among the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley, Qiao Jiaojia was at the peak of the Qi Manifestation realm, Su Xin had just broken through from a senior martial apprentice to the Force Manifestation realm, and the rest were all martial apprentices. It could be said that Jiang Feng's lecture on martial apprentices was suitable for everyone except Qiao Jiaojia.

Of course, the reason they were able to find this piece of Gongsun Wu's clothing was also thanks to the formidable capabilities of the Divine Wave Group.

"I'm afraid this time, your fists aren't as hard as his," Luo Liang said, glancing toward the door with a meaningful look.

Judging by Bai Man's words, could it be that she had just faced a death threat, which was why she gave way?

***

Yingzi was now over four months pregnant, and her belly was already distinctly protruding. After sitting in a carriage for three hours and undergoing acupuncture for another half hour, she was aching all over from exhaustion.

"Rest assured," Fuxue Feng said understandingly with a wave of his hand, turning to greet the slovenly old man on the side.

"Brother-in-law!" Old Yang also landed in the arena, though his breathing was distinctly unstable, clearly having just been through an intense battle.

Not knowing what had happened to her and assuming she had been immobilized by Mei Ying's acupoint-sealing technique, Duan Xueying walked over, intending to help Ruyi calm down.

Old San also squatted on the ground, examining the mud. He carefully brushed away the dirt with his fingers and drew a conclusion: the specialized repair had become the critical issue. The repaired section was at least three meters long—this was a major suspicious point.

Kelibe, you will definitely get better. You will live to see all of this, Han Lianyi prayed in her heart.

Only then did Han Lianyi's tense emotions ease somewhat. She remained completely oblivious to the fact that Lian Shuo had already intentionally or unintentionally teased her like this many times.

"This husband has waited for you in this bedchamber for forty thousand years... and slept alone for five hundred years on that ice-cold couch in the Netherworld... with a shattered heart every single night. And now, my wife still wishes to make me sleep alone in an empty room?" His expression was one of profound disappointment.