Chapter 57 (Part One)

Suzaku suddenly appeared in the garden carrying Chu Xiao, and the three people gathered around the chessboard all looked toward them.

Nurse Sun shuddered. She was well aware of Meng Zhaoyan’s capabilities. Although physically disabled and out of favor with the Emperor, he was still the Third Imperial Prince after all, and punishing her would be as easy as turning over his hand.

However, those two people who had disappeared and then returned had turned the capital completely upside down, and currently, the citizens throughout the city were fiercely cursing the Ministry of Punishments, the Court of Judicial Review, and the Censorate.

Chu Xiao was instantly left speechless. The conversation had been completely shattered, and he could only pat the other's shoulder, conveying that everything went without saying.

"No rush, there's still a bit of time, just in time for another game of chess." Lin Nian seemed to have forgotten that it was he who had urged Li Huoyue to hurry just a moment ago, and casually reset the pieces on the Chinese chess board.

His molten-red pupils looked with indescribable emotion toward the distant man illuminated by the burning giant boulders, bathed entirely in dragon's blood and looking as ferocious as a monster.

Shen Yanyu looked at Song Huazhen, who was offering her hand to the Third Imperial Prince, never expecting to see her again under such circumstances.

He had never been particularly good at this kind of game, especially since his attention had just been focused on Jiachun. If only Jiachun's focused gaze could be directed at him.

Chen Meilan glanced at Tong Shu, heaved a deep sigh, and found a place to sit down.

Before ascending the mountain, he had already advanced to the third rank through the medicinal pills provided by the hero, pushing the bronze gates open to the sixth tier. Although he had passed the test, he suffered not-insignificant internal injuries from facing the sixth-rank White Tiger, making it no easy task to cope with the siege of five or six mid-to-high-level second-rank experts.

The two cross-sections looked just like a layer of pretty mung beans spread over white cloth; amidst the dense greenery, the white foundation always showed through, which was truly disappointing.

So noisy! Each one of them can cry better than the last. If they knew this would happen, why do it in the past? If they have the ability to harm others, why don't they have the spine to bear the consequences? Do they think crying makes everything as if it never happened? Do they take everyone else for fools?

Two months ago in Jianglin, upon learning of the Wula unrest and the instability at the Dongyuan border, Xiao Yichen had once again sent people to warn Gu Renhe.

She had always taken care of others and had never been taken care of in this manner before. This person had arranged everything so properly that it actually made her feel a bit strange.

"Madam Chu, we came here today because there is something we wish to know," Zhou Hai said straight to the point.

"Sister Liu! Sister!" Ye Nanshan cut off Sister Liu's train of thought; otherwise, goodness knows where she would have drifted off to.

At these words, all the eunuchs present dropped to their knees, lowering their heads and keeping quiet in an honest manner.

After eating his fill, Bu Xu left home, tracked down Bu Jinyong, and asked around about who had set off fireworks last night.

Turning over, she seized the moment as that huge foot kicked toward her and leaped, landing directly on top of that gigantic sole.

After dozing for a while, Ye Nanshan woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Anya.

Jin Bupo, the super genius ranked sixth in the previous Celestial Supremacy Tournament, was the first to walk through the gates of the Ten-Layered Demon Pagoda.

"Soldiers will be blocked by generals, water will be stopped by earth—we'll just kill them," Li Guozhu said with his usual carefree attitude, speaking up first.

Although this matter was talking about me, it also illustrated the strictness of aristocratic family rules from another level.

It was just that Pingqing and Pingjian did not yet possess such cultivation. If Cangyun were to spend a hundred or eighty years crafting a rune array and use it to launch the attack, it might succeed, but relying solely on personal cultivation was impossible.

"Kill him? No, this Nie Feng is the descendant of Senior Nie Ying. Senior Nie Ying was a hero for a generation; if his incense were to be cut off just like this, it would truly be a pity. Let's help Nie Feng instead!" Fang Cheng was bold and confident, speaking to himself in this tavern without any concealment, completely unafraid of being overheard.

"Shu'er?" The lazy figure ran over in a bit of a panic, hurriedly grabbed a tissue and handed it over, gently patting Xu Shu'er on the back while looking curiously at the watch.

"Senior, do you know the whereabouts of the Yin and Yang Swords forged by my parents?" Cangyun asked.

As for secondary and trash-tier inner mental arts, they were generally only used by guildless players for transitional learning.

Li Dongfang looked up toward the sky. His goal, much like that of the Carefree Taoist, was ultimately the brilliant starry sky and those unknown secrets.

He looked at Li Chengyou with a blank expression, seemingly failing to understand how Li Chengyou could be so 'heartless'. They had managed to cross paths a few times after all; asking for a phone number instead of anything else—did he really have to be this stingy?

"What do you mean even space has a hard time dealing with it? Then what use are the equipment and props I brought back from other trial worlds?"

Before going to sleep, Wang Duoyu still habitually checked the system, wanting to see how much money he had squandered over the past few days.

"A ninja's battle isn't won just by having numbers!" Lightning surged across A's body, his muscles bulging as his entire frame filled with volatile energy.

"Oh dear, I need to go check on the snail noodles in the pot. You don't like them overcooked," Qu Xiaoyun said, turning around and preparing to slip away.

If Park Ji-yeon had really rushed over to him in a towering rage at that time, he most likely really would have fed her such nonsense.

Xue Muchen heard it too, startled for a moment as she turned her head to look. It was precisely the two people she had met in the parking lot.

Both of his teammates possessed the ability to summon large summoning beasts, easily granting them an overwhelming advantage in combat. What he currently lacked was a summoning beast capable of competing on the same stage as his teammates, at least one that wouldn't reduce him to a dispensable presence in battle.