Chapter 147: Cai Yigong's Concerns

“I'm looking for someone. Can you check if this young lady lives here?” Jiang Dongyu took out a scroll from his bosom and unfurled it—it was a portrait of Honglian dressed in men's clothing.

Mu Qiu hurriedly embraced her master, then began searching through her spiritual senses within the space, reviewing the pills obtained earlier in the palace to see if any could detoxify the poison. She had some knowledge of the “Soul-Extinguishing” poison—the only antidote was a pill called the "Ninefold Rebirth Elixir."

Hearing this, the worry on everyone’s faces gradually eased. There was no need to invite trouble upon themselves; when the time came, no one could escape.

The others sensed a change in Yang Hao’s aura and their expressions shifted subtly. They had not expected Yang Hao to hold such a powerful trump card, as an even more formidable energy surged from the thunder itself.

In Wuxing City, tall buildings were everywhere. In Taohua Town, the tallest tavern was the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, three stories high, but in Wuxing City, three stories was quite ordinary. Even though night had fallen, the streets remained brightly lit and were even livelier than during the day.

As Yang Hao reached out to catch the light scroll, a chilling mental force burst forth from it, striking directly at his Sea of Consciousness. Facing this sudden ambush, Yang Hao snorted coldly.

His usually obedient son had been surprisingly rebellious that one time. From that moment, the son chose to turn against him and the entire Qi family, which was why he had been imprisoned in this dark, sunless dungeon for five years.

Yun Niang had gone to deliver food to Xia’er’s father. Were all the men in the village laboring tirelessly? None had returned even at this hour?

After Ye Yi finished speaking, he nodded farewell to Lu Qi, Ye Wang, and the others one by one, then turned and disappeared into the wilderness forest, eventually vanishing from everyone’s sight.

Hearing the words whispered in his ear, Ye Yi’s lips curled into a slight smile. After that beast’s ambush, it was finally her turn to feel frustrated. Indeed, Lu Liuyun had waited so patiently, but was met with great disappointment—only a second-tier Black Rage Ape launched the attack. No one could have imagined such an outcome.

What does it feel like when an iceberg smiles? In any case, all three elder brothers fell silent, swallowing the scolding they were about to give their son. If one were to ask who was the most terrifying figure in the Bai family, it was not the black-faced Grandfather Bai, but Bai Xijing, who could smile while casting someone into a shark’s jaws.

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Madam Wang was at a loss for words. Neither she nor Dowager Empress Shu were foolish; the Empress Dowager’s remarks had struck a sensitive chord deep within them. In front of the Emperor, Empress, and many juniors, they found themselves utterly embarrassed, their faces flushed red.

In an instant, Feng Qingchen regained the composure and rigor befitting a physician and coldly issued orders to Tong Jue.

“I will use my strongest combat power to make you respect me!” Chu Tianyi’s expression darkened slightly. The thirteenth layer of the Heavenly Blade was incredibly powerful. Once unleashed, with Ji Wufeng’s strength, it was impossible to resist. Yet even if it meant dying in battle, Ji Wufeng harbored no fear.

“Well, when I arrived, the competition had already started. I missed the earlier parts,” Li Zhuyi said, freezing mid-bite on the sausage near his mouth.

“That dance? Just watching is fine. If I try to practice, it’s like setting me up for embarrassment,” Nikun hastily waved his hands.

He was only staying for one day and already felt uneasy throughout his body. He truly didn’t understand how Ninth Uncle, who had such a cleanliness obsession, could endure staying for three or five days.

Groggily rising from the bed, it was early autumn and slightly cool. The door was closed, so he hadn’t noticed when Mr. Su entered. As the chill entered, Hong Qian stirred slightly. Once the stale air cleared somewhat, Hong Qian sniffed and detected a sour, rancid stench—truly unpleasant.

After using the restroom, it was time to drink water and take medicine. After some fussing, he finally settled enough to eat some meat porridge. Sitting on the bed, spoon in hand, he ate nervously while watching the people on either side. This matter had to be handled today before it escalated.

“I can... but you know it’s useless. You won’t find her,” Jin Ling said firmly. Since she had decided to stay away, she would not be easy to find.

At that moment, Bai Yuanyu also raised his sword, which made the Ancient Whale Patriarch breathe a sigh of relief, though his gaze soon filled with killing intent again.

Lu Shanmin nodded noncommittally. “I never thought of being a hero. If the Nalan and Xue families hadn’t pursued and threatened me and those close to me, if Tang Fei and Bai Doulang hadn’t died, I wouldn’t have even considered revenge.”

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One must admit, people like Changsun Gong were inherently different in their behavior and approach from ordinary men.

When He Taigong saw that Fang Tian was bent on death, he decided to facilitate their demise, sending a single snow-white silver needle flying toward Jiang Xie and Fang Tian.

“Are you from the Blood Sect?” The man in splendid robes showed no reaction, his face wearing a faint sneer. He had just broken a man’s leg without concern and now asked this.

Fortunately, many other Fallen Angel and remnant Demon legions still existed in the Demon Realm Star Zone, so there weren’t many fully organized Angel legions to trouble this Fallen Angel legion.

Zhao Long and the others, after finishing their performance, each left the General’s Mansion. Jiang Xie did not stay long either and soon warmly led Chen Changsheng back to their dazzling exploits.

It would be no exaggeration to say that since entering the cultivation realm, Jiang Han had never suffered such severe injuries.

Everyone was drinking and feasting joyfully, but Jiang Xie, carrying a jar of wine, went with the first and second heads of the family to a pavilion atop Black Bear Mountain, where the three drank deeply.