Volume One, Chapter 102: Someone Entered the Old House

Watching her godmother sobbing and Guo Ye fuming with rage, she felt a rare calmness inside. How could it be such a coincidence? Han Qiong had just met with trouble, and now the Guo family followed suit. It was nothing more than that old man wanting to intimidate her.

He was threatening her: if she continued to strike against the Han family, anyone and anything she cared about would be dealt with accordingly.

Xing Lai suddenly recalled some old legends—if a ghost calls your name, you must never respond, or your soul will be taken away.

Almost all the officials in the Ministry of Works had been dismissed, leaving many vacant positions. For some, the collapse of the Magpie Bridge was a blessing. For instance, Xu Xunyuan was promoted from the principal officer of the Ministry's Construction Division, rising from the seventh rank to the sixth.

Murong Qiqi hovered in midair, fiery spiritual energy whirling turbulently around her. A wall of flames encircled her, rapidly closing in.

Murong Qiqi’s eyes grew darker and deeper, while the so-called "young priest" from the Southern Province Guild had much lighter eyes than hers—a striking shade of pale violet.

The dining table was already laden with dishes, a balanced array of meat and vegetables. Despite the abundance, Dudu only ate a few bites before putting down her chopsticks.

Yet Xing Lai’s current state was visibly poor. "Nurse, take him for treatment first." Handing Xing Lai to a colleague nearby, having him taken away was indeed the most rational and correct course of action.

It hurt! As soon as the potion went down, Qian Qian curled up on the bed. The burning pain started in her stomach and spread throughout her body, searing and intense. Qian Qian made no sound, closed her eyes in agony, and endured the discomfort with all her might. Was it really safe? Doubt crept in again—it truly felt as though she had swallowed poison.

Some speculated that next year’s top scholar in the imperial exams, if the ages matched, might win the beauty’s hand. Others wondered whether any eligible young men from the royal households, noble families, or powerful officials could be worthy of Yao Xinluo.

Almost as soon as the poisonous mist rolled in, Ye Qiuxuan acted first, conjuring a magical barrier to isolate it.

“Li’er?” A voice tinged with surprise came from behind the rockery. Lu Li lifted her head lazily and looked at the newcomer. Lu Wen still dressed as he always did, though he seemed more aged and haggard than before. Upon seeing Lu Li, Lu Wen’s face revealed genuine happiness.

In the distance, a larger patrol squad approached, led by a middle-aged man with shadowed eyes and dressed in luxurious brown robes. From afar, his harsh laughter rang out.

“All right, all right,” Shen Kuo hurriedly put down the mirror, beckoning someone to bring his court attire and quickly freshened up.

The eight remaining Ax-Driven Exterminators were all engulfed in raging flames. Two minutes and twenty seconds later, the last eight fell to the ground in succession.

In just that fleeting moment, while neither side made any overt moves, their expressions were markedly different.

The flood dragon, formed entirely of thunderous energy, roared to the heavens, weaving among dozens of opponents, its tail lashing wildly. In an instant, it sent those who had summoned their war spirits flying.

A convoy composed of three Audi A8s and three BMW 750li’s, now significantly strengthened, set out once more. They slowly passed through the expressway toll and entered the Hu-Hang Highway, heading straight for Shanghai.

“I’m finished already—I can’t let my flesh and blood be finished too.” Perhaps being of the same generation as Li Sansheng, Liu Zhenghua finally opened his heart.

The countless iron hooves pounding the ground with speed and rhythm gave him a sense of reckless abandon.

This innate being possessed terrifying cultivation, obviously one of the top experts here—capable of matching the Son of God, and perhaps even the ancient and arrogant Phoenix Moon, the primordial Vermilion Bird.