Chapter 104: Truly Worthy of the Heroine Title

Shen Jin?

The moment those two words were mentioned, Lu Qingqing felt as if her soul had been jolted, as if struck by electricity.

“Conquer Shen Jin?”

Lu Qingqing didn’t quite understand what ‘conquer’ meant in this context, nor why it had to be Shen Jin specifically.

“Yeah, increase Shen Jin’s favorability.” Beiyu...

“Jing Jieyu promoted to Consort?” Lian Yu’s voice was tinged with surprise upon hearing the news. In just a few days, Jing Jieyu had risen from a beauty to her current title, and now she had been elevated to Consort.

The Xia family father and son were both burning with rage, especially the Duke of Zhen Guo and Xia Rui, who doted on their younger sister. They wished they could storm the Ministry of Punishments' prison and tear that vile beast Fan Yanzhi to pieces to vent their fury.

The vengeful spirits surrounding Lin Yueqin kept their distance, fearful of the ghostly flames in her hand, unwilling to get burned.

The giant turtle, seeing this, seemed to exhale a yellow mist from its mouth to block the golden and silver light. At the same time, the spikes on its back shot out again like a dense rain of arrows aimed at Shen Yu, the momentum truly astounding.

Those around watched the storm of thunder without blinking, hoping to glean some insight from it. As for Hua Sheng, no one paid any attention to him anymore—after all, no one cared about someone on the verge of complete annihilation.

“Drink any more, and you’ll be drunk.” Dong Qi Lin half-supported Li Xun, pondering how to discreetly stop her from continuing to drink.

As he turned back, Meng Bingran’s carriage arrived. Feng Jing, pitying her for the fatigue of travel, decided to rest for a night in Han County.

Dan Sheng and Yan Yansha frowned; the situation below could not be halted at this moment. If the Heavenly Dao Alliance retreated unilaterally and the formation was broken, the Undying Sect would not stop either. That would only lead to more casualties.

“You’re not the son of Yan Liu Si or me; how would I know what they’re thinking?” Lin Yueqin furrowed her brows but shot back sharply.

“Lin Fan, what do you mean by that?” Hearing Lin Fan suddenly interject, Lei Ming was first stunned, then his expression darkened completely.

A late-stage Soul Return realm expert had died so mysteriously—and in such a tragic manner.

Thinking that he would return in just a few hours, and that a Buddhist stronghold was not likely to suffer incidents, it wasn’t too worrisome.

A large mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, and Fang Yan was propelled like an arrow from a bow, flying out of the cave and falling down to the mountain base below.

After all, I have mingled in the upper echelons of the Great Qing’s society for over a decade as a consort. If she truly respected me even a little, I might consider a mutually beneficial solution. But if she plays tricks on me, I am not one to be bullied.

The extremely shrewd driver stared straight ahead, raising the car’s front and rear seats and window shields, turning the backseat into a dim and shadowed space.

“Ah, so it’s Princess Jing’an. My apologies for the rudeness,” Lin Xi said, bowing his hand and then falling silent.

Though clumsy, dragons differ from humans; even without meeting someone, a dragon can sense a person’s background and status.

However, Zhuge Liang knew full well that Zhou Yu would assist Cai Mao, and he could not immediately retreat to Chibi; otherwise, Cai Mao, seeing Jiangling relieved, would strike at Liu Biao.

Just then, another masked person appeared beside her unexpectedly, nodding slightly in greeting.

Lin Tian eagerly placed his hand on the generator’s start button and pressed it gently.

Although Lin Yi had already proven his skill in identifying raw stones, this particular one was simply too large.

The higher up in the food chain an organism is, the more energy it needs to survive, which naturally limits their numbers.

Then, he gave the sewing machine’s handwheel a firm turn; the wheel creaked loudly.