Chapter 53

More than half of the memorials to the throne had already been processed and neatly stacked to one side, leaving only a few remaining.

"The post of Commander of the Tiger Bravura Army cannot be given to Yu Feiran," the Empress Dowager said, leaning back against the couch, wrapped in a thin quilt, as she spoke to the Emperor who was feeding her medicine.

Lan Huifeng's initially calm expression suddenly transformed under Yun Jue's scrutiny, a faint blush blooming across her fair cheeks.

After stepping out of the office, she very sensibly closed the door behind her, her heart sighing continuously.

It turned out that those idle censors had nothing better to do today and had once again brought up the affairs of his inner court.

Murong Jinnian, riding just ahead of her, heard her words and pulled back on the reins, slowing her horse down so the two of them could ride side by side.

"I—I don't want to," Qiao Nuo said, her expression changing as she spoke with absolute finality, before lowering her head and intending to walk around the man.

The sound of victory ringing in my ears finally allowed me to collapse onto the ground in relief. Sweat poured from my head like rain, streaming down my cheeks and soaking into my spine. Fortunately, there was no mirror around for me to look into, sparing me from having to witness just how disheveled I truly was.

A moment later, Moji's cold fingers brushed past Murong Ruo's ear, reaching around the back of her head to deftly untie the red silk ribbon.

The others instantly grew tense upon hearing this, each of them gripping their weapons tightly and preparing for battle.

To put it exaggeratedly, the amount of demonic energy currently within Xie Yeyu's body was so vast that even if he squandered it recklessly, it would last him a considerable length of time—far surpassing the Alien King. How could he possibly lose to the Alien King?

Mu Ruchu's abrupt change in expression caused the complexions of everyone present to shift slightly, and even Qian Qingxi was momentarily stunned by his sudden, unprovoked roar.

"Good! Thank you, Master!" Upon hearing this, Olexia beamed with joy, trotting over to affectionately rub against him before quickly and crisply crunching down and devouring the premium yellow jade in her hand.

Murong Junran stared unblinkingly at Mu Ruchu's face. That face was overwhelmingly breathtaking; if things were truly as the rumors of old claimed, it would indeed be a tremendous pity.

"Did I say something wrong?" Seeing the displeased looks on Ye Fan and the others' faces, Qingfeng felt rather awkward.

Expanding the floating city first meant strengthening combat capability, while opening the elemental channel first meant enhancing resource acquisition.

Having finally found a parking spot, Chen Zhicheng walked over with a suave and breezy air. Su Hanxu's anger flared the moment she saw him, and she sneered as she complained, Is this what you call cheap, beautiful, and delicious without breaking the bank?

Next, Zhang Tie took a stroll around the perimeter of the research facility and, unsurprisingly, received greetings from several old acquaintances.

The area was much larger than his half-plane, filled everywhere with lush vegetation. Vibrant green grass carpeted everything within view, while in the distance lay an endless forest. Almost all the trees planted in this forest were oaks, and right at the front stood a peculiar golden oak.

He had chosen to give up because he did not want to hinder Wen Yingqian in her pursuit of happiness. However, what Wen Yingqian did not know was that Chu Mingxuan had actually consumed a tremendous amount of alcohol on the day of their wedding, drinking himself into a stupor.

While the others were busy summoning ministers and notifying the king, Jiang Lai paid a visit to the secret room to check on the work progress of the good-dog Queen, who was hard at work developing a poisonous apple.

Having suffered a blow from the Soul-Execution Sword the previous night, and terrified that the high-level spiritual cultivation master who had hidden the sword might arrive, he panicked and immediately fled the Roaring Moon Lake.

Because Shang Xiufang's insights were far too superficial, Han Mo pointed them out and lectured her, yet she still remained unable to understand.

As it turned out, a netizen with the ID [Milky Lucius] had published a discussion post on the campus forum titled [The Truth Behind the Misery of the Surname Gu Campus Hunk]. Due to its overwhelming popularity, it had already been pinned to the top by the platform.

Although the supermarket's procurement staff had some inward doubts, they did not show it on the surface. Since it was an assignment from the new boss, they simply got to work.

Gu Baozhu could not help feeling amazed; this person was truly terrifying, effortlessly buttering people up in casual conversation—she would definitely possess a silver tongue for sweet-talking in the future.

Jiang Shuying naturally wanted to have a deeper, prolonged conversation with Han Mo, even though the timing was thoroughly inappropriate.

Precisely because it was an imperfect concept, the degree of confidentiality was not all that high, and the final technological achievements had not yet fully taken shape.

He felt a heavy oppressive dignity that made even breathing rather difficult, but then the official seal moved slightly, snapping him back to wakefulness.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Xiyou received a text message containing an address, which belonged to a high-end hotel.

Yuxi had no intention of putting on airs or intimidating the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress; she did not arrive early, nor was she late, hitting the agreed-upon time right on the dot.

Song Keke and Mo Chu both wore identical expressions of speechlessness. Exchanging a glance, Song Keke smiled and said, "Let them bicker. Shall we head to the supermarket and the bar first? We'll need quite a few things for tonight." She gestured with her eyes: This is too humiliating, let's make a tactical retreat first, shall we?

"Had I known you were playing with your life, I would not have come." Chu Langge's placid expression did not look like she was joking.

Looking at this cultivator who hadn't even reached the Nascent Soul stage, Wu Wu actually dared to claim that Lingsheng's cultivation was inferior to his?

"Father suddenly setting up this banquet certainly bodes no good." Di Hao showed no regard whatsoever for whether the person he was speaking of was his father.

Just as Gu Sang pushed her cart out from that aisle, two rambunctiously playing boys suddenly rushed forward and crashed directly into the front of her cart.

Unawakened fierce beasts generally possessed low levels of cultivation, making it impossible for them to live for very long; surviving even a century was exceedingly rare.