Chapter 149: The Nine Emperors and Eight Trigrams Formation of the Big Dipper

After a moment, Xiong Qi burst out into loud laughter, looking as though he held Chen Huanshan in utter contempt. Too proud to strike the first blow, he arrogantly beckoned for Chen Huanshan to make his move. Chen Huanshan proved even more dramatic; he spun around and turned his back, completely ignoring Xiong Qi, displaying the demeanor of a true master through sheer arrogance.

It was the middle of the night when Ye Yang finally returned. Instead of entering the cave to disturb the pair, he remained outside, had Ye Xiao revert to his true form, and fell asleep directly resting against him.

What exactly that deep blue meteorite was, scientists around the world could not define. Furthermore, satellites ultimately failed to track where it landed, merely estimating its impact zone to be somewhere within the regions of China, Russia, and the island nation of Japan.

The moment Tu Ming set eyes on this person, he recognized him as the old Taoist priest he had encountered in the trial space—the one who had swindled away the teleportation array diagram and slipped away without paying a single penny.

"He Zhang, some things are better left unseen than seen. You are my most proud disciple, and I have long regarded you as my successor to inherit my mantle. You were born to be prime material for academia; why can you not simply apply yourself and do honest research?"

To satisfy Niu Yongzhi's demands, Zhang Henshu and Zhang Henfeng had killed so many people along the way, making multiple trips back and forth. Their heinous crimes were truly towering, which was more than enough to prove this point.

Chu Chen said nothing further, his face still wreathed in smiles as he gestured politely for her to do as she pleased, whereupon Qu Yanxin simply turned and walked away.

"Have you chosen a name for the child yet?" Ji Lu finally managed to suppress the tumultuous emotions in his heart, raising his head to ask Tu Ming and Ji Jingyan.

"Look, everyone, apart from the centermost path, all the other roads are stained with blood. It seems this middle path definitely has a problem!" Chu Ying said in astonishment.

Master Xukong did not waste words with the crowd. With a flash of light in his palm, a jade bamboo leaf the size of an inch appeared. Radiating brilliant multicolored light, he tossed it high into the air. The jade bamboo leaf expanded rapidly against the wind, transforming into a verdant jade boat three zhang wide.

Having lived through this day, I have come to understand that rather than letting Chuck's manuscript restrict us, we should break free.

However, an additional condition was also attached: Wang Chen needed to design a custom, exclusive exterior for Huawei, one that absolutely must not look like those vulgar, common designs.

"No, no, no." Park Ji-yeon hastily refused. Didn't she know how reliable these unnies were? A perfectly good matter would inevitably be botched by them, so she might as well figure out a way herself.

"I'm so hungry, and today has been so busy. I only managed a few hasty bites at noon. Shall we go get something to eat first? We can go mountain climbing another day," Yang Han suggested, offering a proposal.

Yang Xiu felt that Zhang Song was truly daring, actually having the audacity to mock Cao Cao to his face. In the past, anyone who acted like him would already have grass three feet tall growing over their grave.

Lu Fuzhou tried his best to make himself look less sleazy, speaking in gentle tones with a smile as he addressed Shi Ruyue.

To everyone's surprise, the departing man not only returned with money but also brought along a large group of people.

The dragon horse's final flying sword vanished once more. At the same time, Ye Shaobei abruptly abandoned his holy rule and lunged forward with ferocious speed.

That was the royal banner, the size of a bedsheet: a yellow background featuring long, sharp tongues of flame outlining a burning red heart.

The biggest problem was that if he was going to make threats, he had to press his short dagger even closer against Ruyue's neck.

"We are people who have already died once, what else is there to fear? Besides, it's time to let him understand the rules of this world!" Ouyang Ningxin gave a cold snort.

Riding on horseback through the prefectural city of Suzhou, Sun Kewang held a single-barrel telescope—a trophy he had captured in Xuzhou, which indeed proved very effective to use.

"Having searched for her a thousand times in the crowd, suddenly I turned back, and there she stood, in the dim waning light. Master Cheng, take care." A tear welled up in her eyes unbidden. With a blink, that tear fell downward to the ground.

The layout of the second floor was somewhat similar to the first, except that the merchandise displayed on the shelves appeared much more precious.

That was a sensation he had never experienced before—his heart raced as if he had tasted some sweet candy, yet even that could not compare.

Xu Wei let out a cold snort. "Jun Wuji, you were the one who said that you would personally take charge of providing provisions for the soldiers who supported you."

After receiving a week of instruction from Yungu, Fubo felt that his foundations had been completely solidified, and the slight sense of friction he previously felt when operating his Nen was now almost imperceptible.

The remodeled palace was equipped with a burning fireplace, radiating heat in all directions. Even with snow falling outside, the interior remained exceptionally warm.

The two of them thus returned to the Qingyun Sect. Before going back, however, Xie Liujing removed his black cloak, transforming once more into that wealthy young master indulgent in worldly pleasures.

At that moment, a knight attendant charged fiercely toward Jack, abruptly leaving the other three knight attendants trailing behind.

Sitting upon her dragon throne during the early morning court session today, Ling'er's mind was still preoccupied with Mengmeng's situation. Yet, as her imperial father had said, some things could not be spoken aloud; she could not sacrifice the lives of countless subjects for the sake of her own selfish desires.

Upon his return, Jiang Ping recounted everything that had happened on the Eight-Treasure Golden Hall, along with Xu Liang's confession, to everyone in complete detail, leaving nothing out.

Hearing this seemingly complimentary praise felt to Lord Beixun Ting like a sharp, piercing dagger driving straight into his heart.

He was unaccustomed to combat simply because his battle experience was far too lacking; otherwise, he would not have had his arm broken by the Ghost King earlier.

The spot where she parked happened to have another car parked in the stall directly behind her. This allowed her a clear view of Lu Zhiguo's every move, while making it difficult for Lu Zhiguo to easily notice her.

She went to the Ji Manor to retrieve her wedding gown and then returned to the East Palace, spending the entire afternoon in Chongjiao Hall meticulously embroidering the garment. She was utterly focused as she stitched, waves of tender emotion lingering at the corners of her brows and eyes, a quiet and beautiful grace slowly overflowing from her expression.

Chen Xuanliang could not help offering a word of praise. Regarding the manga industry of this world, he had already learned almost everything he needed to know from Ganyu and the others. Therefore... he truly admired Yamagata Ryosuke for being able to make such a decision.

In Yoshida's team, a veteran editor picked up a manga manuscript, wearing a rather peculiar expression.