Chapter 56 Journey to the Qing Dynasty (56)

Indeed, the strength of both sides was plain to see; winning this battle was simply impossible, and Yanhuang could never hold out. As the saying goes, while there are green hills left, there is no need to worry about firewood. To throw eggs at a rock just for the sake of pride would only end in burying everyone here. How could he possibly answer to Ye Xuan then?

The Grand Festival finally began. Rika bade farewell to Gōru and walked toward the arena, while Gōru headed for the spectator stands. Spectators were gradually gathering there, and after finding a seat, the emcee began the introductions.

Even if he were to subdue these fifty-six people, working himself to the bone would not give him the capacity to care for them all. What good would such a meager amount of energy points do?

Not run? If you don't run, what else can you do? If a debate were to actually break out, I don't have high-tech gadgets like Ezreal's to withstand Ahri's Charm.

We walked inside. There was only a bed made of straw in the thatched cottage, along with a few square stones that must have served as stools. Aside from these, there was nothing else. Without a doubt, this thatched hut was merely a resting place built by a mountain guard or some hunter along the roadside for convenience when venturing into the mountains.

Because of its haste, Chandelure's Will-O-Wisp did not gather much power. After slightly hindering the Surf, a strange space flashed across the field, enveloping the entire arena, and Chandelure was struck by the Surf.

"Hehe, Madam, Madam can always wait for her destined lover, hehe." Huang Yusheng laughed somewhat awkwardly. After all, as a man, saying such things to a married lady was somewhat inappropriate.

Looking at Qin Shan's satisfied expression, Guyan felt very happy. After all, as a servant, coupled with the decline of the patriarch's lineage, his life naturally could not be too good. In the past, following Guyan, he still held some status; now, let alone status, even basic food and clothing had to be resolved almost entirely by himself, on top of taking care of Guyan.

Hearing Zhao Yunze's words, the guests also quieted down. They gained a few more layers of anticipation for the afternoon's scheduled activities. This Lord Zhao loved playing with novel tricks the most; since he claimed the afternoon's activities would be uniquely refreshing, they were bound to be extremely entertaining.

Suying stepped forward to shield Wu Hao, and at these very words, the Yao clan members, who had just been consumed by rage, snapped back to their senses.

In truth, the moment she saw Chu Dong, she had suspected Chu Ning. Of course, the person she suspected the most was still Hongyu. After all, she had always been well aware of Hongyu's hostility toward her.

Lin Huan led Ai Yi into his room, and Ai Yi looked at everything in the room with boundless curiosity, her wide, watery eyes darting around.

After carefully pondering what losses the two spies might cause him, and roughly estimating his own bottom line and the potential identities of his adversaries, he finally made up his mind.

Yun Mengluo felt there was absolutely nothing wrong with what she said, but to Ziyi's ears, those words sounded entirely different.

Hearing Ziyi's retort, a trace of a smile finally appeared on Yun Mengluo's face. A crafty look flashed in her eyes, and her heart finally began to settle down.

That's right, these past few days, because Yun Mengluo was pregnant, he had been forcefully restraining himself from touching her. But now, seeing such a delicate and charming Yun Mengluo in his arms, if he could still hold back, he wouldn't be a man.

"...Can Young Master Wen enlighten this palace on how exactly one might meet the Imperial Tutor?" Jingyang took a deep breath.

Yang Qian exchanged glances with Yang Xunan, both catching something terrifying in their eldest brother's words. Xunan very perceptively took the tea set from his sister's hands, while Yang Qian sat opposite Yang Xuchen to play a game of chess with him.

It was feasible; after all, there were few people here, and it could be considered a dangerous terrain. Coupled with the fact that their own cultivation levels were still extremely high, it was easy to defend and difficult to attack—surely they wouldn't easily be swarmed and beaten by a mob, right?

"There is only one reason Wei Jie was able to escape disaster by a fluke, but it is not as the master has described!" Wei Jie said calmly.

"You and I need not be so disheartened, Dao. Since the map cannot be drawn, why don't we join forces to create a military sand table encompassing all the perilous strategic passes of the entire world?" Wei Jie said with a smile.

Knowing that she no longer had any possibility with Li Changlin, she became single-mindedly bent on destroying her former boyfriend.

At that moment, Song Ming flicked his finger, and a terrifying aura abruptly leaked out, entering the different dimension.

Situ Yang waved his hand, and more than a dozen beast-shaped spirit patterns surged forth. Instantly, from all directions, a dozen giant beast forms roared out, transforming into towering mountains that blocked his path.

The Mother of Lightning was completely engrossed in bickering with the immortals who wanted to buy stinky tofu, completely forgetting her previous intention to pay out of her own pocket to buy all the stinky tofu to curry favor with Zhang Yi.

This showed just how formidable that squad of armored men was, to be able to directly force back those Asuras and drive them to the point of self-detonation.

Grandfather gave me a look, implying that I should play along with her and extract some useful information.

Another basin of cold water; this cold water still needed to be splashed on her every now and then, otherwise wouldn't she fly straight to the heavens?

Liu Zhongde frequently came to the teahouse for tea, and the old men drinking tea there were all his acquaintances. The moment they saw him arrive, they all greeted him with smiles.

After several fierce battles, Lin Zichen finally picked up the nearly exhausted Zhou Zhoutong, walked up to the second floor, and entered a room to rest.

Yet Lin Manxuan, who had always kept herself strictly pure, actually brought a man along, and judging by the look of it, their relationship was extremely close.

How could Lingchen, having finally found this ancient phoenix divine herb, let it slip right under his nose?

Because at that exact moment, he happened to see a black Maybach parked right in front of a large music club named "City of Celestial Sounds" across the street—it was precisely Su Wanxi's car.

That person was likewise dressed in the attire of the Zhao family, looking to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a calm expression, ripples undisturbed like an ancient well, and eyes as vast and distant as the firmament.

"Father, what is wrong with Lanxi? Why can't I marry her?" Wang Yuewu's face showed traces of anger.

With this identity, even members of the Four Great Families would have to think twice before crossing the Wu family, weighing the consequences.

Upon hearing Wang Xue's words, Lin Manxuan nodded. Indeed, this matter required a proper accounting.

"Using two discovered footprints to claim we are thieves is far too far-fetched as a reason!" Qi Er stubbornly refused to admit it either.