Chapter 42

Fearing that Chu Wan would expose the matter of the poisoned pastries, King Ying secretly ordered someone to break into the prison and kill her. Just as the masked assassin was about to strike her down, Chu Wan suddenly vanished. Xuan Ren was extremely astonished, believing that Ye Qingti and his men had failed in their guard duties and was about to hold them accountable. Upon hearing the news, Bai Fengjiu went to the grand hall to explain that previously, when the imperial physicians felt Chu Wan's pulse, they had noticed it was different from ordinary people. At the time, they found it strange, but thinking back now, Chu Wan was indeed perhaps not a mortal, so her disappearance from the prison was entirely reasonable. In the Qingsuan Hall of the Demon Realm, Yan Chiwu brought a bowl of hot porridge and invited Chu Wan to drink it. Chu Wan had no recollection of him whatsoever, and Yan Chiwu anxiously reminded her that she was Ji Heng of the Demon Realm. Hearing what Bai Fengjiu had said...

These were the only things she could still flaunt in front of outsiders. If she were to sell them off now as well, would she have absolutely nothing left of her own?

At this moment, Jiang Yue crossed her arms, her brows slightly furrowed, staring intently at Jing Ying, unwilling to miss a single expression on his face or a single word he spoke.

When Pei Jiqing saw Jiang Yue make this gesture, his face was filled with "joy." His "joyful" brows were tightly knit into a knot. Seeing Pei Jiqing looking like this right now, Jiang Yue felt a mix of excitement and a touch of overbearingness as she spoke to him.

Before they had walked more than a few steps, they saw Prince Jing stride in. It was less of a walk and more of a barge. A few servants wanted to stop him but didn't dare, and could only offer a few words of persuasion without even catching a glance from Prince Jing, leaving them sweating profusely from anxiety.

"Master, all one hundred and eight demonic beasts have been infused into the blood pool. The demonic spirits at the bottom have completely subsided and are no longer stirring." On the ancient demonic altar situated on the middle finger of the giant hand, a cold-looking youth knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully to the man wearing the Shura mask ahead.

It seemed as though Nan Tiantian sounded quite pitiful, yet Jiang Yue was somewhat at a loss as to how to comfort her.

When Jiang Yue asked Pei Jiqing this question, Pei Jiqing couldn't help but pull a bitter smile. Fearing that Jiang Yue might perceive any clues, he deliberately put on an exceptionally casual tone to banter with her.

Only then did Cen Ling walk over with peace of mind, lift the black cloth bag, and take a look—sure enough, it was Qiu Min.

Yu Huiru said, "You're being overly polite again. With the relationship between our two families over so many years, isn't it only right for our family to lend a hand when we have the conditions? Just focus on your work with peace of mind, and don't worry about the children. Can't so many of us take care of a single child?"

For the past couple of days, as soon as she closed her eyes, she would hear Xiao Ximing's piercing screams. She was terribly frightened, which was why she kept hiding in the room, endlessly burning joss paper in the hope that he would stop coming to haunt her.

The raw materials for these equipment were left over from that previous beast tide. They were originally prepared to be left right there, but she hadn't expected that they would all be utilized now. Even the food they were eating now had been transported from that place.

"I said it already! The matter with the handkerchief has nothing to do with me! Don't you even think about slandering me!" Xiao Xilei yelled at Xiao Xiwei, driven to anger by embarrassment.

Upon four marble pillars, each half a zhang thick and three zhang tall, the ridge of the roof and bright tiles had already been erected. The marble pillars were quarried from a quarry in the back mountain of the Heavenly Mountain, utilizing local materials, while the bright tiles were transported from the southeastern part of Great Xia, items refined through a unique method belonging to the people of the mountain.

The Soul-Tracing Array Token alone could locate the Primordial Spirit Pearl; how could such an item be ordinary? The medicinal pills that could only be obtained after gathering all the Primordial Spirit Pearls—how could they possibly be restricted to the level of Earth?

Hearing this sudden announcement, the bustling and noisy sounds in the meat market instantly ceased. Everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, and Lu Goujian was no exception.

The moment the giant elk entered the water, starting from the point of entry, its entire body froze into a solid block of ice within a few seconds.

When Nan Minghui returned to the Prince's Estate, there was one more hidden guard following behind him than before, though Nan Minghui failed to notice it.

After Li Lairen fled, his subordinates were somewhat stunned. After whispering and consulting with each other, they decided to go back and report to their superior first.

Then, with a loud shout, the sickle in his hand grew in response to his voice, eventually transforming into a gigantic sickle spanning several dozen zhang in length.

As the heir of the Zhan family and someone exceptionally astute, he was naturally aware of the massive commotion raised at the Grand Marshal's recruitment site, yet he simply did not care about it.

The monks hiding in the dark couldn't help but feel somewhat speechless. They instantly dissolved the formation, opened the gate of the cave entrance, and let Jiechi out.

The second match had already begun, and the four contestants who took the stage were all around the same age—roughly in their thirties—and they seemed to acquainted with each other, perhaps having intersected in their youth.

Hearing this, Chen Xi also carefully sniffed the scent in the air. After that odor stimulated his olfactory senses, Chen Xi's expression turned extremely ugly as well, because he could also confirm that this air definitely carried the smell of gunpowder.

Lang Fei once again unleashed the Fire Dragon's Roar, conjuring a fiery dragon that lunged tooth and claw toward the prison artifact.

It was obvious to everyone that Tang Jingxuan was telling a falsehood, but they simply chose not to expose it. Tang Wushi waved his hand dismissively.

Madam Gao was even more bewildered, but she still nodded obediently, unfolded the letter on the couch, and read it.

Just like Yi Ning, some of the prodigies who had chosen not to enter the Chaotic Realm at this moment felt a trace of trepidation.

They were only thoroughly familiar with their own husbands; as for other women's husbands, they had never paid them any special attention.

Caiyun was the kind of person who seemed easy to talk to yet was actually stubborn; when there was something she didn't want to do, how could she easily compromise?

Standing in the airport terminal, Bai Zhi rapidly swiped her phone. Neither news of her nor the pharmacy remained on the top headlines, and her name had vanished from the trending searches.

Wang Yang also plucked one and ate it. Aside from its exceptionally fine texture, he felt his body surge with strength, and all fatigue vanished entirely.

Jiang Xixi's words were abruptly interrupted because a long, thin cry suddenly echoed from outside the alleyway. The sound paused for a spell, quivered a few times, and then abruptly resumed—coming from afar and drawing near, rising and falling unpredictably, making one's hair stand on end and filling the heart with panic.

If someone from the old Chen family were to run for election, then there would certainly be no hope for anyone surnamed Chen. As for the Wang surname, currently he, Wang Yang, was the only one, and there was no news regarding the Yang surname.

Yet whenever she thought of Shen Changli's cold, clear eyes, the fervor in her heart was doused like a basin of icy water. That damned Shen Changli! At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she had previously vowed with utter certainty to conquer Shen Changli.

The color of the sky suddenly dimmed. Qin Wan raised her gaze in puzzlement; she did not know when the moon had risen, but its moonlight had already flooded the ground, ivory-white, closely resembling the autumn frost.

"A-Ning, you jerk! You didn't come back last New Year, and the moment you return, you scare the daylights out of me and make me ruin my cloth cutting!" With that, Xier directly picked up the measuring ruler on the table and struck Xu Ning right on the backside.

"Crack." Shida's head shattered, and blood and brain matter streamed down those bizarre arms, dyeing the golden paper horse crimson.

"I just went out for a stroll in the morning, really nothing happened!" Cristiano Ronaldo knew he had run into trouble, but since Qiong Ke didn't offer any explanations, he had no choice but to answer that way himself.