Chapter 32

Of course, even if the incarnation of Daoxuan were to impose a punishment, he would not execute Cangsong. Executing Cangsong would simply mean the Qingyun Sect would lose a top-tier combat asset for nothing. For Lin Donglai, such a decision held no benefit whatsoever, and furthermore, now that the plot had already begun, he had no intention of disrupting the original course of events.

Arolin stood by his side, shaking her head with a look of regret, as if she could see right through his true nature.

"Even if we managed to chase them down, if he doesn't want to speak, there's still no way to get the truth out of him," Gu Chaoyan said, walking toward the rooms of Qionglou with a stern expression.

Xu Zhuangzhuang and Zhang Mingxuan both looked at Lin Dongyang. Xu Zhuangzhuang raised an eyebrow slightly and chuckled, "Looks like a gift. Who sent it?"

All the resentment and fury surged forth at this moment, a burning desire to unleash it all upon Lin Tian and Yun Qingwan.

Bai Shujie nodded slightly, a trace of resolve gradually appearing on her face, as if she had reached an important decision in her heart.

These people were no longer fools; they knew exactly what kind of person Qian Tian was. If he had been capable of curing the patient, he would have acted long ago. There would be no need to wait for Ye Xuan, which only proved that his medical skills were inferior to that mysterious young man.

Ye Tangmu turned around, his handsome face cold and indifferent. He lifted her hands—not in the usual way of putting on a shirt, as the sleeves were not even on her arms. Once he had finished dressing her, she looked at him in surprise.

After the car had been driving for a while, Ye Xuan noticed that Lin Qingcheng’s hand was resting on his thigh, remaining motionless. He glanced to the right and realized she had fallen asleep; no wonder the car was unusually quiet.

After Xia Lan and Zhang Xi’er returned from the hot springs, they did not come to disturb us, seemingly creating private space for us on purpose.

Qin Meiniang also finished her archery practice, turned around, and slowly walked back to her sleeping quarters.

Wu Aiguo followed Tian Huiying’s lead, and before long, the elderly couple returned home. Upon arriving, Tian Huiying didn't even have time to catch her breath before she busily began taking out vegetables and placing them into a basin.

Leng Yue pulled Meng Xingchen to a seat. Watching the expression on Sikong Mu’s face, she suppressed a laugh. Once it falls into my hands, if you want it back, you can only console yourself in your dreams.

Hong Jun’s eyes reddened as he turned and embraced Telanduo. Back when they lived in Lanling Amber, although Telanduo was about the same age as Hong Jun, she had been like an elder sister to everyone, caring for them with meticulous attention. Seeing her again felt like a lifetime had passed.

"Are you happy?" After what felt like a long, long time, Su Ci asked in a daze, as if speaking to himself. Su Qing ignored him, sitting silently to the side with a vacant gaze, lost in thought.

"Elder Mingxin, what should we do about Ya Feng now? If we send people to protect the Demon Saint Venerable, we must mobilize the Five River Demon Shadows. Once the Demon Shadows are deployed, Ya Feng will surely know!" one of them asked.

It was clear that Luohua was also reluctant to follow such an arrangement. But as for Wen Feiyu, he had been missing ever since the war began. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find a trace of him.

Having finished speaking, the warden of the sky prison knelt before the Prince of Yan, begging him not to force him to open the door to the cell holding the Crown Princess of Yan.

"Mr. Mu Qing, why don't you tell them?" Ma Xingyao looked at the lovely appearance of Tantai Mingyue and smiled, gesturing for Mu Qing to speak.

As Xu Zhe’s attacks became increasingly ferocious, a sense of despair began to rise in Cao Zhi’s heart, and he felt as though he were being enveloped by the very aura of despair.

Gu Xiaobei knew that there might still be many problems between her and Li Haonan that remained unresolved, but circumstances often follow the inclinations of the heart. She could no longer escape his sturdy, warm embrace; love was one reason, weariness another, along with the inescapable bond of kinship.

"Ximen Nongyue, you might as well come out!" Hu Qiyan sneered. He really couldn't hold his temper; as expected, he had followed them to the mortal realm. Hmph, he knew he wouldn't miss such a golden opportunity.

"I want to know exactly how you intend to treat my father and me," Youruo said, getting straight to the point.

"You are definitely the most excited one right now," Bulma said, a cup of tea appearing in her hand. It wasn't poured by herself, but by Esdeath, who was clearly trying to curry favor so that Bulma would be the first to build a Gundam for her, so she could go and start a great war.

"Sixty million!" No matter what, this Kirin Jade had to be hers. Xu Zhe bid in increments of ten million; he wasn't short on money. Even if he didn't have enough on him, didn't he have Cao Yu and the others nearby?

With the seventh general announced in succession, the crowd was completely stunned, to the point that no one even noticed what had been shouted afterward.

With a "splash," a bucket of water was dumped onto Wang Yuan. It was deep winter, and the freezing water caused him to wake up instantly.

Watching the seven-star battle king collapse in pain, the students in the spectator area broke into a cold sweat for him. Fortunately, Nuerda understood the situation; since his opponent had conceded, he would certainly not take his life.

The Prince of Zhenling’s face was as dark as spilled ink, but his actions were beyond his brain's control. Before he even realized it, he had leaned down from his horse, wrapped his long arm around her slender waist, and with a gentle pull, lifted her onto the horse and settled her in front of him.

If a large-scale evaluation were to be held, especially one reaching down to local prefectures and counties, it would be easy for others to exploit loopholes if Merich could not personally oversee every detail.

Although they would eventually reveal their identities even if he didn't speak now, how could it be as effective as revealing it himself?

"It is troublesome, but you cannot deny that if we truly follow this approach to reform, the overall combat effectiveness of the army could be increased by at least fifty percent without increasing the number of troops," Qian Yuan said with conviction.