Extra 5: Astounding the Audience, Renowned Throughout the Land

"Crash!" Princess Gaoyang smashed a luminous wine cup onto the floor, where it instantly shattered into a thousand pieces.

Li Chengqian, having eaten a few pieces, looked toward Wangcai. As the fourth judge he had selected, how could Wangcai possibly not eat the stinky tofu?

Seemingly having anticipated all of this, Chen Yuan remained composed. He gave an order to the members of the Psionic Bureau and maintained their pace.

"This is Yu Qingya. The one across from me is Su Shuyi, and the other person is her best friend," Qin Chen said indifferently.

Zhao Yinan was entirely oblivious, having no idea that a single glance from him had caused such a stir in someone else’s heart.

The man with a bandage wrapped around his head returned carrying a basket of vegetables. Seeing the police officers coming downstairs, he hesitated for a moment, but remained silent and continued upstairs to his home.

Thus, even though he was in a dilapidated, drafty thatched hut surrounded only by withered trees and old crows—a scene of utter desolation—and holding nothing but a coarse wheat cake, he looked as if he were drinking and admiring the scenery in a magnificent palace, feeling perfectly at ease.

After searching for an hour, just as Song Zhe began to believe that Chu Wan'er had vanished from existence, he sensed a faint ripple coming from underground.

Mo Li stroked the fat-mouse rattle tucked in his sleeve and said earnestly, "Brother Meng, that is where you are wrong. If the interrogators do not care for the truth and are solely intent on pinning the crime on their masters, they would be overjoyed the moment they hear a confession and would not ask another word. Wouldn't the culprits be left completely stunned?"

Shengxiang International had appeared quietly; it did not use overly aggressive methods, yet it was impossible to ignore—most notably because of its immense capital.

"What’s wrong? Not going online to take a look?" Zhou Mengyue sat beside me and asked softly.

We were all horrified by the sight before us. For a time, only the sound of four pairs of rapid breaths could be heard. Aside from that, the tomb chamber was deathly silent.

Thinking of this, his primordial spirit could not help but tremble with fear. Fortunately, that mysterious energy orb deep within his sea of consciousness remained dormant.

Regrettably, Jiang Qi's valor only brought a fleeting victory. Just as they were about to break through the encirclement and see the light of dawn, the soldiers who had been retreating suddenly scattered.

"Auntie! You are just the same as before—so… lively and cheerful!" Qin Meiyu wiped the corner of her mouth, set down her napkin, and said to Zheng’s mother.

I smiled and stroked Kong Xue’s hair. "It’s alright, I’m not that easy to kill!" But Kong Xue continued to sob uncontrollably, leaving me somewhat bewildered.

Xia Mingyuan tugged at the thin black T-shirt he had specifically worn to meet Gao Wen, strode over to an armchair, and downed his tea in one gulp.

The man in purple robes looked disheveled, his headpiece askew. When he saw Su Qianqian, he acted as if he had seen a ghost.

I took the card and went to the front desk to pay. This meal cost over a thousand; it really was extravagant. Fortunately, Zhou Mengyue didn't stiff me on the bill this time, or I would have gone bankrupt.

Lu Zhenzhen stared at the phone in Ji Mingyue’s hand; the screen was still lit, clearly showing that she had just finished a call.

Lucifer toyed with a magic snail, projecting images onto a board by turning the snail's eyes so that he could play a film.

It desperately wanted to say it wasn't necessary, as it could finish this small task in no time, but Cindy didn't care about that at all.

"Jiang Youyou!" Fang Jinnian’s face flushed red. He clenched his fist and swung it at Jiang Youyou with a fierce expression, as if he wanted to kill her with a single blow.

With a wave of his thunder-wielding blade, the powerful thunder essence within his body transformed into a surging sea of lightning.

Yang Tianqi shook his head and said, "That doesn't matter. Kaiping Prefecture is the headquarters of our Shannan Circuit Demon-Slaying Division. Many brothers from the division have settled down here."

One could only rely on the man's bravery, but acting in such a way—was he intending to perish together with the Northern Barbarians and pave a path of peace for the Great Qian?

He walked into the kitchen and found that Lin Yuchang seemed to have rested well; her complexion was rosy, and a faint smile hung on her lips.

Human beings are curious creatures; their minds are always fixed on what they can gain, but they refuse to think about the price that must be paid—even if that price is death.

Meng Dong’er suddenly snapped out of her daze, her eyes widening, her expression even more shocked than when she had discovered Yan Zehong’s identity.

"Mumu, what are you doing?" She leaned toward the computer, looking at the scribbles on Bai Shu’s screen, completely unaware of what he was doing.

"Then, if you don't like being married to an old man, how about marrying me? At least I won't make you feel disgusted when you go to bed," Wen Hanjiu said, looking at her while recording with his phone, thinking he would show her the video once she sobered up.

The speculation in his mind became clearer and more certain. A glint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he began to feign ignorance.

I glanced at my attire; I was in the form of a ghost messenger, so this must be my soul state. Mingyue must have pulled me out of my physical body to kidnap me, which meant my body should be at her fortune-telling shop.

Seeing the other disciples chasing after them, Huizhi hurriedly pushed the vegetable cart out the back door and quickly brought the injured Guliang Naji back to his vegetable garden, immediately channeling his energy to heal him. After daybreak, the Shaolin disciples would search this area, so he had to ensure the man’s injuries improved; they had to leave immediately.

As for ancient spirit medicines? If there were still spirit medicines left, how could the alchemy of the cultivation era have been lost, and how could those ancient prescriptions have turned into waste paper?

"Fine, fine, fine, I misspoke..." Ling Susu whispered to coax her while observing the expressions of those around them.

"Does it not match?" Bai Hui imagined it in his mind, picturing the expressions Zheng Baina would make when she couldn't communicate with others, and instantly felt that life in the future would become quite interesting.

As they spoke, an old man and a young man darted out from a hidden spot. The elder was in his fifties with slightly graying hair, while the younger was in his thirties with thick brows, wide eyes, and a full beard, looking quite menacing. With a light step, the two flew down to the temple gate.

He secretly sent men to watch Xu Tian and let him feel the fear and threat of death to the very core.

"Are the three of you just sitting here quietly watching TV?" Wang Chen leaned over to Qin Lanruo’s ear and suddenly whispered.

However, Officer Wang, having just realized that he had become a pawn in someone else's scheme, was already in a foul mood and remained indifferent to Pan Sumin’s current attitude of contrition.