Chapter 54: Showing Weakness

Hua Shan hurried over, not caring whether she might bump into Shen Jin.

The man opened the door and saw Hua Shan, soaked to the skin. He said nothing more, immediately following her to the other room.

Inside, Fang Zhixun was seething with anger as he looked at Jiang Jiu Yue, who was coughing up blood.

“Why put yourself through this? For a man who doesn’t have you in his heart, you’ve given up so much. Jiu Yue, you need to wake up.”

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Di Chong Xiao sensed the changes in the surroundings, but locked in fierce battle, he couldn’t stop, only managing a rueful smile.

Senior One had organized an honor guard, with Li Chenguo among the boys participating. Zhao Hui gazed out the window through the glass; Li Chenguo and several classmates were practicing their formation as part of the honor guard.

This state was utterly abnormal. Ye Fan realized this was not the legendary ‘Fengshen’ realm, but an entirely new level. It seemed he was about to advance his swordsmanship once again, though the specifics remained vague—he would need to work even harder to grasp it.

“So, before the intelligent AI develops self-awareness, it’s nothing more than the think tank of the Yanhuang Corporation. The kid thought this was the perfect opportunity, so he used the grand public announcement,” Miao Renfeng mused inwardly.

Take, for example, the ‘Azure Ladder’—its energy cost was only a hundred thousand points of true force, while previously, activating the Void Shadow had required three million points of gangsha true force. Now, it needed only a hundred thousand, and the dual energies of gangsha were no longer necessary.

Yan Yun peered through the binoculars in shock as the blood-red life crystal gradually came into view, growing clearer and clearer, until even the shape of the mantis atop the crystal could be seen.

The room was pitch black. Dongfang Ziyan lay there motionless, as if dead, without the slightest breath.

For the Divine Garment Institute to adapt to the times, it needed to shift its position and identity. In the past, it had served as the emperor’s enforcer, supervising the martial world’s clans and keeping watch over the national religion. But now, with the emperor barely able to look after himself, support for the Institute had dropped to an all-time low. Should the situation change any further, the Institute might be eradicated altogether.

Dongfang Ziyan stared in disbelief, eyes wide, gazing at the person across from him as if the other spoke in delirium.

On June twenty-ninth, the school held its final examinations. The weather was stifling hot, and Zhao Hui, wearing a pale lavender dress, cheerfully arrived for her test. The questions weren’t especially difficult, and Zhao Hui felt she had done fairly well.

Yet who could know how many countless conflicts they’d had, day after day, fighting over their respective territories?

After all, as a member of the royal family, even though Zhou Pei had married into another household, there were still many restrictions; it was impossible for them to meet as often as before.

Seeing the grand elder about to fall, Dai Bojun threw caution aside and joined the fray, blocking Sun Shangxiang’s attack for the grand elder. The two of them now fought Sun Shangxiang together.

In short, under the mounting “pressure” from all sides, two-thirds of the shopkeepers and managers who had originally pledged themselves to Wang Ning had already fled. Those who remained could be counted as truly loyal and righteous.

As for the matter of the princess’s consort, it was seldom mentioned anymore, except by those within the princess’s residence.

The time was ripe; soon, the He family’s dominance over Long City’s cosmetics market would be within reach.

The harrowing wails and the mangled left arm were both so shocking, they made one’s heart clench with pain.

“Stop snuggling! If you want to sleep, go back to the Sword Cry Sect,” Chu Tianze’s voice startled her, and she snapped back to her senses.

Once their great revenge was exacted, they grew somewhat weary, yet they still had the strength to finish off their foes, allowing them to become the sole overlord of the borderlands.

“Out of the way.” Qin Zheng shoved aside the captain of the soldiers, then hurled the Jade Shard Sword—sheath and all—high through the air. In a flash, he charged forward, leaping over the soldiers’ heads, and landed in the courtyard of the Jin family estate.