Chapter 30

"Me? There is nothing worth telling," Zhao Ming said indifferently. He did not want to speak too much about his parents, for he was currently powerless to do anything: he could not share his mother's burdens, he could not track down his father, and he could not avenge the elites of his family.

"Master, what exactly happened?" Madame Zhong asked, sobbing uncontrollably as she saw Zhong Mushan awaken.

So, while the Sword Sovereign Green Blade was Chen Feng's master, he actually felt that this Fourth Senior Brother of his was more like a master to him.

"It will be fine. With Ying Jian by his side, nothing should go wrong," Silina said, trying to comfort Shimiya while also forcing herself to trust the two of them. They could not let everyone's time be wasted here; the building behind the fog was their only hope. Even if there was no food, at least it provided shelter.

Bai Yi stood upon the arena, his face somewhat pale, as if he were either injured or utterly exhausted. Then, the mechanical voice of the artifact spirit sounded once more. A phantom shadow pointed a finger, and a beam of white light enveloped Zhou Zilong, depositing him to one side of the arena, leaving him unattended.

"Hmph, Chen Ziyi, you have truly grown bold, to be chased down by a mere junior." The young man, whom Chen Ziyi addressed as Brother Hu, let out a raspy, aged sound, laughing with a wheezing noise.

Zhong Mushan looked at Zhong Shen with delight. All this time, he had felt that his second son was indifferent by nature, always preoccupied with romantic whims. But today, he realized that his Zhong Shen was the one who truly understood his heart.

Yang Xiaokai closed his eyes, both Obsidian blades thrust into the ground. Ice Chamber knew he was probing its position and dared not attack rashly. Although Ibaraki was disrupting his perception, it was essentially futile.

"This is truly troublesome. The thing is in the sea; we have no way to attack it. Moreover, it is massive, with thick skin and flesh—it is very hard to kill." This adult sperm whale was about eighteen meters long, roughly the height of a six-story building; it was terrifying just to think about.

Such an atmosphere felt very warm, and Wan'er seemed exceptionally beautiful and gentle today.

Ever since he won the drinking contest against Kuang Liang at Mount Yingqiu, Zhao Kuo and his hundred Zhao soldiers had successfully moved into the Hostage Prince's residence. This greatly strengthened the defenses, allowing Lord Changan to feel at ease letting alchemists and craftsmen conduct experiments within the spacious grounds of the estate, without fear of outsiders sneaking in to spy.

Hearing no movement from Zhou Hao inside, he felt a bit suspicious. Could it be that even this failed to kill his opponent?

Holding the roasted chicken, tearing off pieces of meat with his hands to stuff into his mouth, and sucking on the scorching hot fat, Wei Qi asked Yu Xin a question.

It had to be said that this was also a source of awe. Of course, the most shocking of all was the Ancient Emperor of the past, who had directly carved out this realm of space and time, even causing the surrounding space-time to become chaotic and shattered into nothingness.

Driven by necessity, Zhao Kuo could only work harder to make his soldiers wave flags and shout at the banks of the Gou River, even making several feints of crossing the water, to make this performance more realistic.

Later, she still did that thing. Taking advantage of a future opportunity to leave the palace, she went to the place where she had stayed long ago, determined to get to the bottom of it. What was that medicine? What would the future hold for her and him, and so on.

It was precisely because of this that he still looked so proud; one who didn't know better would think he was the strongest person here, rather than Qian Buhuan.

It seemed as though he had not suffered any severe damage, but that was only on the surface.

To people like them, Seven-Dragon Knights were already very powerful. Furthermore, within the Flame Dragon Knight Order, knights with seven dragons or more could already be considered part of the upper echelon.

"Really!" Tian Hu was overjoyed and licked his lips. But then he realized his sister was present and knew she would never let him drink more, which made him feel discouraged.

Oh no, she had said too much just now; her train of thought had drifted away, and she couldn't remember what Xia Mingsu had said at all.

"Ha? Go with you... where? To meet my wife so she can chop you into pieces, you scoundrel?" Xiao Tuo asked, crossing his arms and wearing a cryptic smile.

The breath on her ear and the slight vibration against her chest made Mo Yanqing tremble all over. Something—something indescribable—was gradually fermenting in the depths of her heart, growing hotter and hotter. It seemed as if an inexpressible emotion was undergoing a transformation.

Driving upward along the mountain road, the path was smooth with mileage markers. Although there were frequent inclines and declines, it had little impact on their speed.

Everyone present knew the specific contents of the previous case file. The resubmitted file added a testimony regarding Ding Feng, proving that Zuo Feihu had not received the one hundred million.

It was just that one wondered if they had taken a liking to Baili Xiao's exceptional talent later on and had other intentions.

"We will talk when we return." After Tan Jingyi said this, he fell silent, and the car became quiet.

Very few people knew the secret of the Three-Lives Stone, and it had not been verified; only some old predecessors claimed to have seen it with their own eyes. Now, Mo Bai really wanted to know if this stone was as powerful as the legends suggested.

"Hey, Mo Bai, that guy seems to be planning to break free. What should we do?" Jason shouted upon seeing this.

Shi Jiajia was a staunch and loyal supporter of the ideology of "snipe and isolate all dangerous alien species," a stance that had earned her quite a following. However, during the Jiangcheng incident, she clearly stated her firm support for the Imperial Capital's decision, vowing to stand against the rhetoric of the Jiangcheng factions.

The Emperor nodded and continued to smile, his eyes fixed intently on her, signaling for her to continue.

Dr. Zhang and the others had not heard the words Ying Hao whispered in her ear, and they watched the two of them with smiling, mischievous eyes.

Yang Wo immediately presented his thoughts to everyone and asked for Zhou Ben's own opinion.

The same medical skills, the same methods, even the mole behind the ear was exactly the same—how could such a coincidence exist?

Lin Yi withdrew his light energy. Chen Li fell off the arena in a ball of fire, screaming in agony as he was burned to a pile of ash.

Kong Wuqing's so-called defensive sword techniques were nothing more than things Yan Zhen could easily break. In truth, this could be blamed on the fact that among the various sword styles of the Silver Yan Mansion, there was not a single defensive one. Had the Light been present, Yan Zhen would not have fought so easily.

"Hum-whoosh~" The giant gold orb glowed, and it finally blasted out of its state of being wedged into the mountain wall.

My forehead was covered in black lines, and I felt a million "grass mud horses" stampeding through my heart in frustration. I held up my middle finger at him.