Chapter 59: Within My Grasp

No one could possibly deduce the logic behind this matter, not even with the most far-fetched reasoning. Yet the emperor was suspicious. Shen Ahuai cast her gaze upon Jiang Jiuyue, who stood at her side, and found herself doubting whether this woman was somehow involved. Had she whispered slander?

“Why does Your Majesty look at me like that?” Jiang Jiuyue wondered aloud. “I…”

“Sigh, I just ran into a lunatic who insisted on fighting me, so I humored him!” Cui Bin was obviously speaking of Old Ghost, and wondered anxiously how Old Ghost was faring. “What?! You failed? But you’re Old Ghost! How could you possibly fail?” Zhen Ziqiang stared in disbelief at Old Ghost, who now appeared thoroughly beaten.

Moreover, crowding so many people together brought no benefit—it only increased the risk of injury, and the actual pressure applied was insufficient. The Hyena Mercenary Corps did not exert much force against Cui Bin’s men.

However, as the captain of an enterprise, Wang Yan’s mindset underwent two transformations, and at last he could clearly distinguish “life” from “business.”

Look at Lin Fan, President Lin of the Saho Group. He kept everything to himself; nobody knew he was a cultivator.

After Oscar left, Gu Xingran went to a nearby supermarket and bought some daily necessities for Lu Youyou’s family.

Lin Siyu never expected that the husband she had painstakingly tried to win over, Su Zheng, would turn out to be such a cold and uncaring man.

What was even more infuriating was that the Xing Kingdom had accepted those villages. This posed a significant issue: originally, the Ji Kingdom was occupied by the Wildlands, so in theory, those villages should belong to the Wildlands. But why was Xing Kingdom interfering at this moment?

Every time Li Yeqing thought of Lu Youyou begging that scoundrel, he was filled with rage. That scoundrel might even humiliate her, and Li Yeqing wished he could kick him far away.

After his furious outburst, Jiang Qiao appeared somewhat dejected, and he neither accepted nor denied Yang Wanlong’s warnings.

The body of the Golden Liquid Tentacle Beast was knocked backward, and Lin Fan advanced, sliding forward step by step, always maintaining a ten-meter distance.

Chen Da understood Chen Fei’s temperament—calm, measured, and never reckless. At this critical juncture, Chen Fei must have a plan, or he wouldn’t behave so. Chen Da nodded, and followed in Chen Fei’s direction.

Now, Chen Fei was utterly frank. Though he was terribly angry, he had not lost his reason. On the territory of the Pure Heart Sect, only he would dare kill its people, and such audacity did not come without cause.

“You don’t need to know. I was only going to teach you a lesson, but since you’ve injured my brothers, today you’ll be crippled!” one of them declared.

Bai Tian suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, “Uncle, Xue’er killed Li Gang’s son. Now that Xue’er is well, won’t she…”

But looking ahead, there was only a gigantic palm print; the man himself had vanished without a trace.

A smile appeared on his face, but caution remained. Between cultivators, even with vast differences in power, speed was instantaneous—one could traverse a million miles in a single thought. If he rested for even a moment, someone might surpass him at this critical point, and such a prospect left him uneasy.

“Who’s yelling? Do you believe I’ll beat you so badly your own mother won’t recognize you?” a player shouted angrily upon realizing he’d been tricked.

The Five Tigers of Central Plains were astonished. If things continued like this, the ten thousand cultivators they had subdued would perish within moments, and even with their own late-stage cultivation, they felt powerless.

Lady Yuan was meticulous. From her mother’s clothing, she guessed the family was not wealthy. After asking Lan Mei, she learned that the master and his wife at the Zhuo estate had both passed away, and only then had the concubine been elevated to the position of household mistress.