Chapter 125: Fate Unknown

"Li Jiuwei, don't get too cocky. You've ruined me and stolen my Brother Su from me. I will make you pay for this." Li Jiuwei replied with a smile, "I await your move at any time." The two parted with smiles, leaving the onlookers bewildered; it was rare to see rivals in love chatting so amicably. Li Jiuwei and Feng Su were already legally married, and as the wife of the Crown Prince, she was surrounded by sycophants eager to curry favor. Moreover, her master was the great Master Jinzhuo, so naturally...

At the same time, the powerful beings from the outer realms could not help but sway. Even those at the Heavenly Immortal realm trembled all over and bowed their heads in submission. As for those whose cultivation fell short of the Heavenly Immortal realm, they fared even worse, prostrating themselves on the ground, drenched in a cold sweat.

Yan Xue, ever impatient, was about to answer Xia Qing's question when Ren Yaya, standing beside her, quickly pulled her back.

Next, in the competition for the screenplay award, Da Chuan defeated the King of Screenplays and claimed the prize for Best Screenplay.

Shortly after, Fang Mo and his two companions arrived at the entrance of a cave, where they encountered Chen Guan and Zhang Lin.

With her limited experience, she could hardly fathom how Fang Mo endured the excruciating tedium of meditation; she merely wished to experience what he had been doing all along.

The mere thought of those people enraged the father and son. Not daring to say much to their family, they first bathed and changed their clothes before entering the palace to seek an audience with the Emperor.

One must know that Qiao Shiba could control these ants. Wherever his hand reached, the ants would cease their movements, and the itching sensation would subsequently subside.

Just then, a sinister black shadow darted straight into the secret chamber at a speed imperceptible to ordinary eyes.

The Yamata no Orochi had witnessed the birth of this longsword with its own eyes, and even sensed a hint of threat from it, a testament to the sword's extraordinary power.

However, Ling Jiuxuan ignored him completely, turning to the Ancestor of the Dasheng Imperial Family with a smile. "A pleasant surprise? I am surprised, yes, but where is the pleasure in this?"

Bai Tianxing slacked off while collecting the enemy's flesh and blood, yet he managed to gather quite a bit of new information.

"Perfect!" Zhao Qing cried out in excitement. Witnessing the artifact refining process firsthand was truly thrilling.

Before the words had even faded, the crossbowmen, who had long been poised and ready, released their bowstrings in unison. With a crisp twang, over a hundred arrows were launched simultaneously. Tracing parabolic arcs through the air, they rained down upon Yao Siyuan like a torrential storm.

Ever since I burned paper offerings for Old Ghost that day, he hadn't come to report on the progress of finding Seventh Brother. So, I went to White Dog's hideout to try my luck. Old Ghost and I had agreed to leave notes under the stone mill in the courtyard if anything came up. There was no note, nor any news. Bored out of my mind, I sat on the grey-brick roof, drinking in the cold north wind.

Wait a moment, there are still a few parts left to write. I'll update it later. Wait a moment, there are still a few parts left to write. I'll update it later.

Empress Dowager Xiao could think of no other words to describe Zhao Xian. With a tearful voice, she gritted her teeth and forced out those two words.

She wore a pale straw hat adorned with a lavender ribbon, to which a blooming sunflower was tied.

Few things in politics are ever clean. In his many years of rule, Zhao Xian had experienced matters far dirtier than those in the capital of Ying. He had simply kept all that filth at bay, shielding his wife and children from its taint.

Jiang Xuan's expression was as placid as an ancient well. She gave a slight curtsy to Wang Shuang and gracefully stepped through the gates of the Huainan Army.

The combined power of these individuals had formed a formidable suppressing force, yet it appeared so feeble before Xin Lan. Or perhaps, having pushed themselves to the brink just moments ago, their own conditions had significantly deteriorated.

Several Red Alert soldiers on guard spotted Han Dao immediately. They snapped to attention, saluted, and greeted him.

"That is why, the moment I left the Dongtian Valley, I came to pay my respects to my benefactor. Thank heavens, I am granted the fortune to behold your noble countenance once more," Yang Zhan said excitedly.