57 Delivering the Wedding Cakes with Joy

According to the unspoken rules of the court, those who pass the imperial examinations as jinshi typically spend several years enduring hardships at the Hanlin Academy, then are sent to one of the Six Ministries for further refinement. After a decade or two of experience, they may finally have the chance to ascend the hall and be appointed as prime ministers, the very counselors who guide the destiny of the realm.

“Alright, alright~ I’m going to be working for you again without pay,” Black Wolf sighed, a hint of resignation in her tone. Yet White Wolf could see her claws scratching at the ground incessantly; the blood of a warrior had begun to ignite within her. The prospect of challenging unknown enemies exhilarated her spirit immensely.

To put it simply, he could redraw the observatory platform flawlessly with his eyes closed.

Producing these iron tools was merely the first step in White Wolf’s plan to expand his territory. Many tasks still awaited him. He understood that some things could not be achieved overnight; he had to proceed methodically, steadily accumulating his strength.

“Hey! Quickly retract those sneaky moves of yours!” Long Xing kicked a weary cultivator beside him and, at the same time, slightly loosened the seal on his body.

According to Ning Xiu’s explanation, this delivery service involved sending prepared food and drinks to the addresses provided by customers. Unlike dining in a restaurant, it was a new mode of consumption.

Most of Banan was controlled by the Southern Barbarians. Zhao Yun’s troops had contact with them as well. The Han army was currently incapable of deploying forces in Banan, and the situation there was complicated. Even if troops were sent, it would be difficult to achieve the desired effect.

“Yes!” Xi’er crouched and bowed deeply, worry etched on her face as she watched Liu De walk alone toward the ancestral hall.

“I will, I’ll thrash you soundly to teach you a lesson,” Monkey clenched his fists tightly, the sound of cracking echoing loudly, instilling a wave of terror in Ye Haojun.

Years ago, the four masters including the Southern Palace Patriarch, after assassinating the saint, divided up the spoils and infused their bloodlines into their bodies.

However, from Long Jizi’s words, Meng Nan guessed that this fellow probably did not even know of the existence of the “Primordial Chaos Spirit Technique.”

Actually, the role in “Supernatural Sixth Sense” bore similarities to the later character who became Sandra’s “weakness.” At least in terms of character portrayal, they were quite close. Moreover, Lin En’s character in “Supernatural Sixth Sense” had a clearer leverage point, allowing the actor more explosive moments.

“Thank you for giving me a first place. Gao Weilan, aren’t you quite close with Lao Ji?” Li Yongjun said.

“Alright. I’ll head back first. You guys discuss the matter!” Li Yongjun hurriedly left, almost fleeing.

“God knows when something might happen to me... I have so much money; I can’t just leave it lying around messily...” Yin Xian spoke artfully.

In an instant, Murong felt a tremendous force surge from his limbs and bones, continuously converging into his hands. Despite the front blade’s effort, the purple lightning spear tightly grasped in his hand remained immovable, steady as a mountain.

Above the cannibal monsters, a black column of energy suddenly appeared, then dispersed, seeping into some of their bodies.

At first, Fang Zheng only thought the world was merely lower or mid-tier silver level. As long as he applied himself, he could become strong. But the longer he stayed, the more he realized that treasure armors like bamboo and copper, powerful figures like magicians and imperial guards, all far surpassed him among humans, and the demons were terrifyingly formidable.

When everyone else took pride in having multiple concubines, only Master Yan San remained faithful to Madam Shu, never wavering or following the trend of taking more beauties.

He pointed at Meng Nan, grinding his teeth, his gaze biting and fierce. At this moment, he realized that instead of tricking others, he himself had been duped.

Thus, Mu Wanfeng assigned this matter to Murong Ziyan, instructing him to explain their plan to Li Dongyang step by step.

Jin Bei’er indeed wept bitterly, but while crying, she also watched Shang Mo’nan’s every move intently. When she saw a flicker of tenderness, pity, and worry in his eyes, she suddenly grabbed the scissors from her bedside and stabbed fiercely into her own wound.

Ling Yannan simply held her silently, not speaking or moving. Even Muroran was helpless, frowning as time ticked by. Muroran grew tired and sleepy; the hand resting on his shoulder slowly slid down. She slept uneasily, feeling as if a heavy stone pressed upon her chest, unbearably uncomfortable.

“Whoosh!” Suddenly, a special light flashed on, freezing everyone in place instantly.

Wu Ling made a motion to strike, but Liu Zaiyi had already put on his shoes and run outside. Judging by his happy expression, his mood must have improved today.

“Duanmu Qingluan, no matter how bad you are, you wouldn’t fail to touch the soul body, right?” The old blind man snorted through his nose.

At this moment, Mu Yuanche, taking advantage of her momentary distraction, reached deep into her clothes. A dizzying swirl followed as he pinned her down onto the couch.

The old village chief, Liu Yuan, shared tea with the other eunuchs and only after receiving their gifts did he let Liu Yuan and the others leave.

Seven days later, the test results came out. Both were somewhat anxious. Mo Jingran’s hand trembled as he held the paper. He wanted to give Cheng Yuhan flawless love but feared that this child might be his, forever leaving a stain on their love — a stain that could never be erased.

Consort Hui watched Ding Zhaoyi walk hand in hand into the night, her eyes flashing and her expression momentarily stunned. Since when had Ding Zhaoyi’s relationship with Ye Wan become so close?

This was the accumulation of the Jade-Faced Empress. Yang Qifeng knew the world could ascend once more. Yang Daojun alone did not have such accumulation; it had to be the Dao Ancestor like the Jade-Faced Empress.