Chapter 99: The Lotus Jade Pendant

The room was a suite, with two doors facing each other and a large window above the stair landing.

That made it a fatal through-flow pattern. Anyone who lived here would never come to a good end.

At best, it would dull the mind; at worst, it would cost a life.

Now my suspicion had been confirmed. One look at Madam Kang’s legs explained everything.

"Don’t think..."

Yang Xiao suddenly flashed sideways, rolled to the side of Liu Yunxiao, and lay down there as before, motionless.

But just then, hearing Ye Zhusheng’s words, Yun Fan suddenly recalled the vaguely familiar face before him.

Hearing that so many people were coming, Ye Xuanli immediately stepped outside. After all, Nie Ziyun was barely clothed; it would be most improper for him to be seen here.

Yang Xiao said nothing. He kept staring at him, not even blinking, until Xiao Qing could no longer bear it and dragged his chair farther away from Yang Xiao.

When Ye Xuanli found Su Qing, he saw this scene before him. Su Qing was crying so hard she could barely breathe, and when the butler, Nie Deshang, saw that even Ye Xuanli had been alarmed, he was just about to go over when Ye Xuanli raised a hand to stop him.

When Xu Zheng came over, Wang Rui had already sensed it. He did not even open his eyes, only asked wearily.

"Come on, skin this wolf. I’ll have someone make you a cape from it later. In this place, a cape made from the white wolf king’s pelt is a symbol of status." Old Third said, drawing out a dagger and stepping forward to start skinning the wolf.

Smith was a man seasoned by the world; how could he not see that Li Changsheng was already somewhat angered? Thinking back, he realized that what he had just said did carry an implication. To preserve his composure before the media, Smith hurried to explain.

When Lu Zhong and the others heard this, they were instantly stunned. Even the Monkey and the Wheel were laughing so hard while dragging Comrade Deng that they could hardly breathe. They had originally thought that good fortune like this would never, under any circumstances, fall to unlucky fellows like them.

"We can! We will always be loyal disciples of the elders!" the disciples shouted in unison, reciting the slogan. They were even afraid their voices might not be loud enough and that they would be seized by the elder as spies.

People from other countries thought: What is this fat-belly guy trying to do? Are you about to reverse course and become a public intellectual?

Francis shrugged. "All right. Since you’re being so sincere, I’ll let it go. Heh." Though he said no more, the sly grin on his face only left Kong Qiu even more speechless. How was that any different from saying it outright?

A dark anger rose in Zhong Lin’s heart, but there was nothing he could do. This puppet had no defensive formation inside it. Though the material was hard enough, it could never withstand the full-force strike of a Golden Core cultivator. What’s more, he was in the later stage of the Golden Core realm; once he attacked with full power, this puppet would certainly be shattered into pieces and cease to exist.

A white radiance gradually began to glow around him. It was not blinding, yet it was extraordinarily intense. As the light grew stronger and stronger, his aura became ever more formidable, and those around him could not help but retreat again and again.

After pouring out the words in his heart to Li Shiji, Li Shiji also fell silent. He, too, was a clever man; otherwise, in history, after Wu Zetian took power, so many old ministers were demoted and exiled, and only Li Shiji emerged unscathed.

It would not be the slightest exaggeration to say that even in ancient times, very few of those seventh-rank master smiths could surpass this youth by technique alone. They firmly believed this. These astonishing methods, sometimes splendid, sometimes nimble, sometimes fierce, sometimes ethereal, were beyond the reach of their entire lives.