Chapter 58 What Right Do You Have to Control Me

Pei Zhi slowly stood up, and as he moved, the pine and cypress scent from his robes instantly surged forth, filling the entire room.

Shen Zhineng felt as though she had seen a ghost, a sudden chill rising from the soles of her feet.

When... when did he get over here?!

She could sense the man's gaze fixed upon her, seemingly looking her up and down, yet the air was gripped by a dead silence that left her utterly at a loss for what to do.

That damned Pei Zhi, in the middle of the night—

Shen Zhen sat cross-legged on the window platform, gazing at the old locust tree outside with its unfolding leaves, his brows knitted tightly into three deep vertical folds.

No one was thinking about how to resist the Jizhou army anymore; instead, they cowered in terror atop the city walls, not even daring to raise their heads.

Taking even a single fragment from this vein of ore out into the world would spark fierce contention among countless people, let alone an entire vein, which was bound to drive people mad.

Xu Rong's martial arts were formidable, yet Zhao Yun unhorsed him in a single exchange. This meant Zhao Yun's martial arts were likely second to none, but Liu Feng had kept him hidden all along, refusing to let him enter the fray. This showed that he, too, harbored personal motives and was not entirely devoted to the Han dynasty and loyal to the Emperor as the world rumored.

Of course, what Zhao Wuji meant by those words was that no matter how Su Wei danced, he was confident he could match her every step.

The second carriage belonged to Her Majesty the Empress and Prime Minister of the Han, Sun Ying, followed by the carriage of the Eldest Imperial Prince, Liu Xing.

Qing'er slightly furrowed her dark eyebrows, then her jade finger pointed toward Chen Yun, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air with his eyes tightly closed, and replied with a hint of hesitation.

I looked in bewilderment as the ambulance sped past me, coming to a halt only where the road ended ahead. What was going on? Could it be delivering a corpse?

The Ice-Soul Giant Python grew even more agonizingly distressed. The greater the pain, the more ferocious its resistance became, as it continuously tried to swallow Qin Ge down into its belly, right to the place where it normally digested its food! This action by the Ice-Soul Giant Python left Qin Ge entirely unable to breathe, driving him to the brink of asphyxiation and death.

This place was the primordial world of the Dragon Blood Patriarch, where the profound mysteries of the Great Dao were exceptionally clear, making it immensely suitable for cultivators of their caliber. It was comparable to a supreme blessed land where a single day of cultivation surpassed a hundred ordinary days. Thus, Chen Yun called out to the other two not to waste time, but to seize the moment and cultivate diligently.

Yet, under the crushing pressure of the primordial chaos force, Ye Qiu repeatedly broke through his own bottlenecks.

"Me?" Xu Qingmo was somewhat surprised, but he obediently walked out of the house and into the courtyard. What came next must be the treatment to fully restore Shen Wanqing.

Lian Xin's breath hitched for a moment, and then she tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbing her burning face against the crook of his shoulder, her deep affection evident beyond words.

"Hall Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiyan followed his gaze and saw Du Feng along with another man. Was the Hall Master so angry because Jingyan was accompanying someone else instead of him?

The two cyan-lamp-like eyes grew dim, and that figure vanished into thin air, as if it had never appeared at all.

I said if they didn't believe it, they could ask A Shui. A Shui then told them that I was now a Yin-Yang master, hired by many people to avert disasters and resolve difficulties, and that I was a truly formidable person.

Just as I wanted to strike once more, I saw Jiang Liming take out a talisman, and with a flash of light from the sect master's jade seal, he vanished.

"Because you and I are already covered in scars, what does a little more skin matter?" Qin Yongqi pressed down, forcing himself not to kiss her, because he was currently too furious. To still have the urge to kiss her even after being plotted against by Duan Linglong like this—he hated this weak version of himself; it was because he was far too soft-hearted toward Duan Linglong that he had ended up in such a state.

Huang Jun said, "You want to cure me? That's still a bit early, at least not now. No more nonsense, let's just leave it at this."

Hearing this, I was instantly caught between laughter and tears. I thought to myself, My dear mother, do you think we're going to the vegetable market to buy groceries, where you can just pick whichever one you like and bring it home?

Though the beast tide had receded, no one could lower their guard. Nobody knew whether a second wave of beasts might strike, so they could only prepare for contingencies and stay vigilant.