Chapter Seventy-Three: Intentions

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Zheng Yi did not know Yang Rui, but could easily guess the purpose of his visit—to win over Lou Yu. Of course, Lou Yu was not the true target; Yang Rui’s sword pointed toward Lou Jin.

“The capital is about to be swept by winds of change!”

Not even three years had passed since the founding of Great Yu, and already disaster threatened from within. As one who once stirred storms in the capital, Zheng Yi recognized this feeling well. At the summit of power, clouds are turned and rain conjured at a whim.

It was a pity that she had failed, and the Great Zhou dynasty had fallen even further.

At first, they wore black robes to conceal their identities, but later, their uniforms became those of the Imperial Guards, making it clear at a glance whose men they were.

Hearing this, I was struck by a question. In Bi’s account, he never mentioned Xue, and Xue was not affiliated with any of the three halls. What role did he play in these affairs?

As I spoke, I glanced at my grandfather, who looked perplexed, wholly unaware of this matter.

At that moment, Sikong Xuanlang stood still, as did the bride. The two faced each other, separated by a distance of ten feet.

Blind Granny brushed past the matter with casual indifference and said nothing more, only instructing my family not to descend into the well again, nor to use its water—not for drinking, nor for any other purpose.

Wang Xu stood within the sword formation, gazing at the essence of ice, letting the ice monsters leap and scuttle about, unaffected by their presence.

“Let me think… In another year, it will be exactly one million years!” My master raised his head, pondering for a moment before speaking.

All those screwdrivers had been ruined in recent years, including the one Zhao Weiming broke when he visited. Zhang Nianzu often complained that things were made with less and less care—how could a screwdriver break from normal use? At that moment, he suddenly sat up straight.

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As soon as Li Lesheng stepped out of the car, it lost balance and careened down the hillside. If not for Li Jingheng’s agile reflexes—darting out the door—he would have crashed along with the car and driver, shattered at the base of the mountain.

In Zhang Village, the locals said Ma Hai and Lei Zehao were partners, each holding fifty percent. Lei Zehao and Peng Yuan later merged their shares, leaving Lei Zehao with forty percent.

After leaving Jingzhou City, Mu Yi tore through the void, traveling swiftly. When he appeared again, it was in a vast valley, where not far from him, a massive willow tree hung countless branches like chains of law.

“The bullet’s jammed,” said the lieutenant, lowering his binoculars after hearing Lin Yifan and Wang Dongsheng discuss.

Wild Brother was reminded by Jun’er and realized he was still dripping wet. He hurried from the deck to the cabin, where Jun’er had already prepared clean clothes. He quickly changed, and upon stepping out again, found the ship had already docked at Haijin Port.

“I’ve already touched it—why are you hiding? I felt that hard thing with my hand. If you hadn’t dodged, I would have succeeded, just a little bit more.”

Yi Yang chewed raw chicken meat, his nose filled with the stench of blood and chicken droppings, his body smeared with filth and a struggling hen in his grasp. Unable to bear it, he threw the hen aside, collapsed by the dirt mound, and vomited violently.

Passing the obstacle within the allotted time came as no surprise. After his initial failure, Yi Yang pondered how to clear each obstacle, combining the lieutenant’s technique with his own experience, and finally identified the problem.

Ling Lie opened his right hand, revealing a scar—left from his “heroic rescue” at the tavern.

“Han Yu, we’ve been discovered. What do we do now?” Liu Lu asked, supporting her grandmother.

Wu Yong had been assigned to rest in a yurt, but he couldn’t stand the strange smell. He wandered outside, strolling on the grasslands.

Thus, the two walked out hand in hand, sweetly. From the moment they left, someone followed them, lurking. It was obvious—classmate Li Liang, the paparazzo.

“So, your son is at a disadvantage now?” The Jade Emperor took a cup of tea, then poured another for Zi Fangyun.

Outside, the gates of Myriad Beast Mountain rumbled and slowly sank into the earth again, marking the mountain’s complete closure.

Monkey and Bamboo Green fired two shots; the two ghosts running ahead fell. The others immediately dropped flat, seeking cover and returning fire.

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At last, Zhou Zixing’s trembling hands managed to open the wooden box. The moment the lid was lifted, everyone held their breath.

Ye Feiyang, intent on reclaiming her phone, had no idea how ambiguous her posture had become. Her whole body hung from Mu Qingyu’s arm, her chest right before his eyes. Though he pulled away, even more absurd was that Ye Feiyang balanced on one leg, which pressed against his open space.

In that instant, she scrambled to her feet, finally realizing her appearance, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.

Li Qingmu, angered by Cai Xiang’s behavior, bit her lip with her teeth, then reached for the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp.

“It wasn’t me…” How could he still not understand after all this time? Frustrated, Ye Feiyang truly grew annoyed. Yet, bound hand and foot, provoking him now was hardly wise.

After Ma Yi’s earnest words, Ye Lou felt as if she and her sister bore an enormous burden.

Speaking of luck! Neither the Supreme Demon nor the Human Emperor knew the Golden Dragon King’s strength, and she still had to challenge him.

Anything hard could be easily cut through. The reinforced body bestowed by the second stage of the Vajra Divine Power was rendered vulnerable by the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

Xu Chunqing waited perhaps ten minutes before the matron arrived. They counted the money face-to-face: one hand for the cash, one for the car.

Each person entering the secret realm encountered a mountain path unique to themselves at the foot.

Zhuo Luoyang shook her head; at the time, she was only trying to save Jia Hua, saving Lu Hua was merely incidental.