Volume 1, Chapter 63: Desperate Straits

"Something will happen? What kind of thing could happen?" Lin Yi cast a deliberately ambiguous glance at Xia Zǐwǎn. The meaning behind it was clear enough for even a fool to understand.

The sky was cloudless. All six gates of the imperial palace were tightly shut, and the various halls and pavilions were eerily silent. Three thousand imperial guards were fully mobilized, searching every corner of the deep palace grounds for the missing empress.

Seeming to understand, Yun Ge waved a hand, and the rocks blocking the mouth of the cave obediently shifted to clear a path. Yun Ge dashed forward at full speed, vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Yi felt as though he could never get enough of Ling Yuwei's sweetness. The light, dragonfly-water-touch kiss gradually deepened into a lingering and soulful embrace, yet he took no further action—it remained simply, purely a kiss.

Looking at Mo Xiaoxuan's jubilant expression, it was hard for anyone to believe she had done it on purpose.

With a single stride, using the technique of shrinking the earth to an inch, Li Yun appeared directly before Liu Ya'nan. Reaching out, he snatched the mutton-fat white jade pure-bottle and struck Liu across the face, sending him flying more than two zhang through the air toward the sea below.

Murong Liuye was left speechless by Feng Xuan'yu's words. Even the divine doctor Xiang Mingyue could not cure all the poisons concocted by the Poison Mountain Old Freak.

Crouched over and clutching his chest, Tong Fu'an coughed continuously, putting on the appearance of a critically ill man as he stood pitifully before Duanmu Yunji.

Still, Xiao Yihan's departure from the city led him to suspect it might have some connection to her. But since they were destined to pass each other by in such a manner, then so be it.

The silver-armored soldiers of the Yue Dynasty grew fiercer with every battle, vowing to trample the solemn, marble-paved courtyards and avenge Princess Yueying, who had died unjustly years ago.

With the nation lost, how could they continue to resist? Having no other choice, Han Lie had to obtain a map from Commander Mao stretching all the way to the Japanese mainland—surely Zhang Hu wasn't foolish enough to not know how to read a map.

For a fleeting moment, Jin Yi felt a strong urge to meddle and reveal to Yu Xiaoling that Shao Da had set up a den of extravagance and dissipation in Biluo City. Upon reflection, however, she realized Yu Xiaoling was not necessarily entirely unaware of Shao Da's darker sides; rather, Shao Da had been overly idealized in her heart, meaning that even if she knew, she wouldn't care much.

After accompanying Ji Ruo back to the outskirts of Haojing City and exchanging a few passionate words of affection following their long separation, Huang Chang hurried back to his original position to reunite with his family's contingent.

Although the visage of that shadowy figure was obscured, it was unmistakably the legendary Ghost Emperor. Facing an entity as formidable as the Ghost Emperor, even Hong Zhou lacked confidence, yet Shen Rouyue had recklessly courted death by making a move on her own.

While roaring at Sheng Jinxiu, Jin Yi continuously hurled fireballs and fire darts toward the center of the crowd. Yet, with only a limited number of people having rushed into the building and the Metal-element cultivators holding the line in front, they still could not halt the cat demons' bloodthirsty advance.

"Damn it! Is this a lack of manners? It's clearly intentional!" Su Yi muttered in silent speechlessness, though he harbored no real anger toward Ling Shuiyun—after all, he wasn't truly the Demon Emperor.

"Lie Ge, three divisions of Italian reinforcements are on the move and are probably still some distance away from us," Liao Yuan reported.

Lost in quiet contemplation for a long time, Su Yi finally cast an invisibility spell and entered Shen Rouyue's room. Finding her fast asleep, he commanded the Qingyun Sword to burrow under the covers and nestled himself right into her embrace.

Following competitions with two companies from China, every shipping firm deferred to An Feng Company by three parts, not daring to compete with them for business or shipping lanes.

Consort Zhao was momentarily stunned. The sole purpose of her visit had been to put on airs, force Yueying into submission, and establish dominance for the future. Never had she expected that, over a mere disagreement, she would lose control of her temper and strike the other woman herself—behavior that was truly beneath her status and thoroughly unbefitting.

If this love cannot continue into the next life, then the tear-mole will accompany you through every generation, waiting by your side until the day she finally recognizes your pain.

When Jinwu Mo stepped back onto the city wall after an hour of breath-regulation, he was astonished to find that the figure of Leng Yue was no longer on the opposite slope. Recalling how utterly weak she had appeared earlier, she must have been unable to sustain herself any longer.

Xiao Tu grew furious as the painful nightmare of his past resurfaced in his mind. Consumed by rage, he leaped forward and delivered a flying kick that slammed the handsome, wealthy young man directly against the wall, down which he slowly slid to the floor.

Tan Lei said weakly, "Thanks to the timely rescue, Teacher Ma is safe. It was I who wronged you all. I'm sorry, the teacher apologizes to you." She bowed deeply to the students.

"Could it be that Yunxi has never mentioned me? Goodness, why keep secrets from one's own close friend? I am Yunxi's eldest sister, Bai Mujin!" Bai Mujin said with a feigned expression of surprise.

Bai Mujin readily agreed to everything with the utmost obedience, earning even greater trust from the old dowress.

"Right here!" Su Yi felt a sudden chill from behind, followed instantly by a powerful impact against his spine! With a loud crash, he was sent flying straight through the air.

"This official is leaving shortly to take up a post in another province and my household is busy. Farewell." Rejecting Wuhai's invitation outright, Wu Shichang turned on his heel and walked away.

"Hmph, I would never use my divine power to meddle in the mutual slaughter of you foolish humans," Jueying said coolly.