Chapter 149: Unrepentant Malice

Unexpectedly, Professor Kang's thoughts shifted, and he offered a cold smile.

"You old grave-keeper, it turns out I underestimated you. I never expected you to be the Yin-Pattern Master everyone has been searching for. Had you not suppressed the malignant aura shrouding the eldest young miss of the Su family, we would never have been able to enter this grand tomb. I suppose I should even thank you!"

Professor Kang pointed a single finger at him, his eyes brimming with excitement.

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At the time, whether to choose an immortal avatar or the Void Dao as his avatar had left Lin Yi unable to make up his mind. In the end, Lin Yi chose the immortal as his true body.

Imagine the scene across a mountain range stretching for dozens of miles, with a million magical beasts simultaneously roaring upwards to the heavens. Ancestor Chengfeng and the others high up in the sky all changed their expressions instantly, and Ancestor Chengfeng even shook his head with a grim look on his face.

Although the old man was over fifty and looked rather aged, he never skipped a single exercise and ran laps right alongside his subordinates.

Time trickled away bit by bit. After about two hours, Zhao Fuxin heard footsteps moving outside the secret chamber.

Zhao Fuxin was not the sort to bully subordinates with his superiors' authority, but these people had all been arranged by Chancellor Qin Hui. Without establishing a strict deterrent right away, they would hold him in even less regard in the future.

"Let's go, Master, and head to another room to discuss how to wipe out the members of Night Raid—though she has already completely severed ties with them, who knows whether she might secretly pass intelligence to the Night Raid members?" Esdeath said this as she rose and left the room.

That he actually placed among the top three imperial scholars came as a complete surprise; he had initially thought simply making it into the second tier would be quite decent. Once the commotion on his side subsided, all eyes turned to Zhao Fuxin and Zhang Caijun, and opportunistic onlookers down below had already started taking bets.

Having missed the optimal timing, Pest now appeared somewhat bewildered. If her master were to ask why she hadn't spoken up sooner, how on earth should she answer?

Song Shan finally understood what the so-called World Tree was. The World Tree was a tree capable of encompassing the existence of an entire world. As it continued to grow like this, the original outline of the structures outside was virtually invisible, leaving only a complete, colossal tree standing majestically upon Panshi Mountain.

Song Shan had happened to read about it, so he had at least some understanding of this unfamiliar person.

Chen Dun casually rattled off a few comic routines, cooperating flawlessly with the actors and dwarfs beside him, leaving the crowd completely helpless with laughter. Wang Ting and Gui Youguang, sitting upon the high platform, laughed uproariously, and Wang Ting even presented five golden flowers—a reward meant to be bestowed upon the courtesan candidates later on.

On the third line, Yan Wang struggled for a long time. Although it had three options just like the light weapons, the disparities among them were simply too vast, namely: heavy machine gun, rifle, and shotgun.

Cai Qinghu leaned against the dining table holding a cup of goat's milk, watching Wei Jiu throw a tantrum. Her exquisite and perfect figure was wrapped in a silk nightgown, and she chuckled softly.

Because the aquarium was quite large, it normally took a person two minutes of walking speed to get from the end of the corridor to this deep water pool. Yet, Ye Qing ascended the steps and arrived here in a mere dozen seconds or so.

Sun Yi turned the thought over in his mind and decided that this was most likely just Usain Bolt wanting to cross over and dabble for fun, much like how professional players sometimes made cameo appearances in movies or variety shows.

However, those capable of becoming quasi-sages were every single one of them individuals with resolute minds; how could they be swayed by such trivial matters?

"The rice has arrived. Write these few characters..." Chen Dun whispered instructions close to her ear. Zhang Qiuhe only felt a puff of warm air sweeping past her ear, inexplicably sending a tingling itch through half her body and melting her strength away. Once she heard Chen Dun clearly, her red lips parted in a round circle, revealing an expression of utter astonishment.

Zhao Gou could not speak, yet his consciousness remained exceptionally lucid. Particularly as he locked eyes with Zhao Ji, completely devoid of fear, his gaze instead elevated Lady Wei from the rank of Jieyu to Wanrong, bridging a massive chasm in the harem hierarchy—a difference of a full ten ranks—while also perceiving the underlying worry in Lady Wei's eyes.