Chapter 42: Xue Minglan

The next day, as the morning light just broke, an imperial edict arrived quietly in the palace, conferring upon Shen Jiao the title of secondary consort to Xiao Jingren.

Upon hearing the news, Shen Jiao was consumed by fury, venting her anger wildly in her courtyard as she raised her hand to cast the imperial edict to the ground.

Right at that moment, Shen He’s crisp and cold voice pierced through the hall, carrying an undeniable majesty: "Younger sister, hold your hand! This object is of supreme importance—it is an imperial edict! Once treated with disrespect, where will you place the Emperor's majesty? By then, I fear your position as secondary consort will also hang by a thread."

Following the voice, Shen Jiao saw that it was Shen He, and her rage flared even higher. Disregarding everything, she rushed forward, intending to brawl with her.

Xiaoshu and Guyu were quick-witted and agile; with a flash, they firmly restrained Shen Jiao...

Regarding the ownership dispute over Luoyun Peak, Jin Yuemeng proposed the concept of "sovereignty belongs to me, joint development." After several rounds of discussions, monogamy was finally established.

Faint, dark golden primordial Qi permeated the secret chamber, adding an unusual scent to the air, making it clear that this primordial Qi had reached an incomparably refined level.

Shi Hao entered the system, used the special status potion and the temporary attribute card for enhanced shooting skills, and quietly waited for the match to begin.

"Rei!" Seeing Unit Zero being pinned down on the hillside by the Womb Angel, Li Xiaoxiao cried out in panic, dropped the sniper rifle in his hand, and rushed toward Rei in a single bound.

However, seeing Zhang Tao enter, they were still somewhat surprised. Although Zhang Tao looked quite tall now, these people could still tell that he was not very old.

On the contrary, there was a repulsive aura here—an aura of death utterly incompatible with the natural forces.

Having just entered the Yulan plane, Arnold appeared in the South China Sea, while Beirut and Qinghuo were waiting not far away.

The other two fellows saw that Zhang Tao had chosen this game, and without the slightest hesitation, they chose it as well. It was a standalone game, and all three of their computers had it installed.

"Boom!" A giant iron ape was struck by a fireball, instantly igniting a blaze. Enveloped in scorching flames, the giant iron ape wailed and rolled all over the ground.

Back in the Yulan plane, within the Dragonblood Castle, Linlei’s fire-attribute divine clone and Arnold’s fire-attribute divine clone exchanged a smiling glance.

Ye Jin had been working diligently; in fact, two-thirds of this commercial had already been filmed. Seeing that Xue Jiaying’s complexion was not looking well, and since Ye Jin had already picked her up, he could not say much else and simply nodded.

Li Zihan took the white cloth from Luo Yingxiong's hand and used it to wipe the mud from his face and the dust from the parting of his hair.

If Qianqian had not developed certain potions that offered massive boosts to mages, the status of pharmacists would likely have plummeted drastically.

[They said as long as their child can be saved, they are willing to pay any amount.] Fang couldn't help but post a "getting rich" sticker.

A minute after Su Yu’s car drove away, a black car slowly pulled up in front of the two of them.

A cold glint flashed in Cen Ling’s eyes. Gathering a thick, murderous primordial force in his left hand, he slammed a palm strike toward Sakai Eishin on the ground. Yet, the instant his palm was about to strike the man's head, Sakai Eishin suddenly vanished from the ground.

Resting his chin in his left hand, Fang Shunyao slowly revealed the conclusion he had deduced to Luo Xi and Jiang Yue.

At this thought, a trace of resolute determination flashed in her desolate, azure eyes. She bared her teeth and glanced at her kinsmen beside her, and the two of them made up their minds simultaneously.

As soon as these words were spoken, two of the four disciples blushed, two trembled as they held back their laughter, and even the stern-facade-maintaining Sect Master Jiuyang twitched at the corner of his mouth.

"The way you were spacing out just now was no different from having lost your soul," Pei Jiqing remarked.

Li Hongming wanted to retain her, but in a relationship devoid of genuine affection, he truly did not know how to broach the subject.

Most importantly, this dagger was coated with a deadly poison; anyone ordinary struck by it would die from the venom within ten seconds.

Hearing this, I flew into a rage and rebuked, "Nonsense! I never thought anything of the sort!" I hurriedly looked toward Xuan Feilun. He was also looking at me with an expressionless face. Seeing me look at him, he blinked at me to indicate he didn't mind.

"Everyone, remember my advice. No matter what you may have done in the past, whether intentional or not, absolutely do not touch those Buddha amulets. Take these printed copies home and show them to your children; hopefully, it can save some lives," I exhorted again. With quite a few people present, it was the perfect opportunity to spread the warning.

Early in the morning, the more than one hundred white jade platforms on the Five-Color Pool were filled to capacity. The disciples of the Fighting Peak were all sitting cross-legged, practicing Qi refinement to elevate their cultivation. A few disciples with inadequate cultivation could only endure for slightly over an hour before they could no longer bear it, leaving the white jade platforms in embarrassment and departing from this blessed land of cultivation with a sense of disappointment.

The Prince of Yu also glanced at me and nodded at Hua Feixey, saying, "Very well!" With a gloomy face, he turned and walked out, and Hua Feixue immediately followed.

The moment Wang Zhi heard this, he knew what Shen Chen was about to say, and his heart gave a sharp, agonizing tug. He remained silent, his brows slowly knitting into an unhappy arc.

Perhaps their lives had been steeped in power, scheming, money, and bloodshed for far too long that they had actually lost their original colors and the courage to live a simple, ordinary life.

"Not necessarily," Zhu Jianlian waved his hand. Given his understanding of Shen Chen, since she chose to give up in the tunnel, she would at least wait until Yang Fu fulfilled his wish for revenge before taking action. Then, what was her purpose in coming to the capital? Was it to monitor whether Yang Fu would keep his promise and make a clean break, or did she have another motive entirely?

She knew she had no particular talent for commanding troops and was only suited for tasks like intelligence gathering, assassination, and sabotage. Yet this time, with so many casualties, how could she report back to her adoptive father, Dong Zhuo?

"This is the Heavenly Realm, and I am the God you have always worshipped," he said, releasing the full pressure of a Creator God.

"You finally came out, but you only have five minutes left." Kakashi looked at the alarm clock on the wooden post.

All the events that had transpired before and after occurred in merely a split second; no one had anticipated this outcome.

Ye Qing seemed to want to say something to He An, but for some reason, she did not dare to step forward. While she was still hesitating, she saw He An looking right at her. As their gazes met, Ye Qing's face instantly flushed crimson; she parted her lips, but nothing came out.

"Yet why is what I heard that he hoards troops, is eager for military glory, and forcibly seizes the commoners' property just to gather enough grain rations?" Liu Hong frowned slightly, looking at the blood-red sunset in the west, feeling it to be intensely glaring.

"What is it?" As soon as Huanhuan saw Jin Fa-guang holding a packaging box, she ran excitedly to his side.

When He An slowly opened his eyes, he found that all the corpses, blood, and severed limbs around him had vanished, and his location had become a vast expanse of pristine whiteness. There was no sky, no earth, no flowers or trees; wherever his eyes fell, there was only a slightly glaring, dazzling white.