Chapter 57: The Reversal of the Destiny Array—She Forces the Clan Elders to Kneel in the Ancestral Hall

As the first light of dawn broke and the rooster crowed for the third time, the peace of Li Family Village was shattered by a flurry of rapid footsteps and low whispers.

The news spread like a blazing arrow, piercing straight into every household—Elder Sun had struck the ancestral hall's bell, intending to use the pretext of "Shen clan members gathering in violation of etiquette and ruining ancestral rules" to burn incense, worship the ancestors, publicly strip Shen Guilan of her household management rights, elevate Madam Zhang to her position, and re-establish the so-called...

It turned out that her own maternal family members had arrived. Zixuan imitated the gesture and squatted down to salute: "Father." She felt somewhat as though she were acting in a play, yet this play had to be performed through to the end; if anyone discovered she was not the original person, things would become disastrous.

"I'm asking you, does it look good or not?" She struck a vain pose, having gazed at herself in the mirror the entire time while brushing her teeth and washing her face just now.

"I took a good share of your experience points, you don't mind, do you?" Zhuo Yifan said with very little sincerity, because although it looked like he was snatching the other's experience, he was actually helping them out.

Right at that moment, a golden light burst forth from Long Yan's body like the blazing sun. An overwhelming force violently crashed into him, and before he could take any precautions, he was blasted out of the room by this impact.

Yang Wang stopped moving. He stared blankly at Long Yan, whose expression had once again turned serene, remaining utterly motionless.

Zhou Yu gave a light cough: "Zhu Huan is right, I have no objections." Lu Su also nodded slightly.

However, his cultivation realm was far lower than Yan Beifei's, so even though his face flushed red from holding back, he still could do nothing against this fellow.

"My first Pokémon is it, go!" Norman tossed his Pokéball and dispatched his first Pokémon. Just as the previous trainers had said, his lead was Slakoth.

Ah Nan, completely naked, was taken away by Hua Lang's men—though of course, he was made to put on clothes before they took him. When Ah Nan was escorted away, the people of the Hua Hua Pavilion were extremely astonished; they truly never expected to encounter such an incident in a place like this today.

"Senior, I wonder if that spatial rift has already been fully repaired?" Gazing fixedly at the black-robed Xuanwu, Lü Ming inquired.

The expressions of the sect masters present darkened considerably. This was no abbot of a renowned and prestigious monastery; he was behaving precisely like a marketplace scoundrel. Several Daoist priests could hardly resist unleashing a torrent of curses. Fortunately, their usual practice in maintaining inner calm was not in vain, and they finally managed to hold it in.

"Master, if you have any instructions, just give them to your disciple. Your affairs are your disciple's affairs, so I beg you never to use the word 'please'. What orders do you have for me?" Tianxie said with apprehension and awe. He both worshipped and respected his master deeply, so how could he bear to hear his master say the word "please"?

Gu Shibanni gave her no room to speak, sneering coldly as she stepped forward and blocked the very word "you" right back into her mouth.

The previous conversation instantly flashed through his mind once more. This time, Shopkeeper Zhou suddenly understood—could it be that he had been ensnared in a trap from the very beginning?

Looking at Imperial Concubine Tong's utterly docile appearance, I understood in my heart that she had likely perceived the Empress Dowager's absolute resolve today to elevate me, forcing her to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of her wrath. Moreover, I had only imposed a very minor punishment on Concubine Yi, who bore the "primary responsibility"—this was precisely the reason she dared to "restate her lines" once again.

The instant the oppressive pressure vanished, Shui Ruohan and Huo Tong collapsed limply onto the ground, panting heavily. Sweat covered their cheeks, and their exhausted appearance made them look as though they had just fought a fierce battle against a formidable enemy.

Subsequently, they headed to that apartment. The room was sparse and simple, furnished with only a television set and a desk. The desk was in utter disarray, cluttered with empty beer bottles and snacks.

"Have I not treated you well?" I asked her softly, while also asking myself. Although Canghai was not as inseparable from me as Xiren, I felt I had done nothing to wrong her.