Chapter 52: Success or Annihilation

"Fourth Junior Brother, perhaps if we find the person in her room, we can figure out why she became like this?" Yan Wuqiu thought of the strange woman, towards whom Lou Zhiye seemed to hold a great deal of trust.

"That's right, Fourth Senior Brother," Jiang Zhuoran echoed.

Lou Si fell silent. After a long moment, he spoke, "That person's whereabouts are erratic; how are we supposed to find her?" Moreover, her aura was concealed so well that even they couldn't find the slightest trace—it was very likely she was just like them.

Seeing the imperial physician hiding behind a wall and not daring to come out easily, Ning Sheng called him over to ask about the situation. However, the physician had no idea either, because ever since they arrived, they hadn't even caught a glimpse of Xuan, only various life-threatening objects flying out from time to time. With no other choice, Ning Sheng prepared to go forward and check out the situation himself.

Guan Yun was also hesitating, unsure whether he should speak of this matter. But upon catching Tang San's fierce glare, he immediately blurted it all out.

In the past, his wife was utterly obedient to him. Back then, he felt that he shouldn't lose his temper and even felt a bit ashamed of himself. Yet, his wife had tolerated it all.

Yesterday, while Zhang Weihong and I were smoking on the balcony, his words between the lines gave me the impression that my trip to Bin Cheng was because Kang Chengfeng was there. In truth, the real reason I went to Bin Cheng was because I had been there once before with Tasha—a reason I naturally could not share with Zhang Weihong.

Well, this was fine as well. Ever since he returned to the Northern Territory, he had been busy building up his forces and hadn't had the chance to go and burn a stick of incense for his parents. The Far North Ice Plain just happened to be the former station of his old tribe; he wondered if they had migrated by now.

Not a single piece of meat displayed in the entire kitchen was less than seven thousand years old. Any one of these items, if put out on the market, could easily fetch tens of thousands of gold coins.

Ji Zihan truly could not fathom his father's physiognomy. Since the Eldest Prince was destined to take over the position of Manor Lord, he chose not to dwell on it too much.

Remember last time, when Dalin brought Mantie home, Qin Xin had also been so angry that she ran away in the middle of the night. And now, it was over the exact same kind of matter. Aunt Bao advised her not to meddle in her father's affairs, but Qin Xin simply could not bear the thought of her father being shared. She might not be able to possess the entirety of her father's love, but the more she could get, the better.

These mere five words made Yang Yansheng feel as though her heart was being carved by knives. Negative emotions surged into her mind like a tidal wave, causing her to sit down on the floor out of control as tears dripped, one by one, onto the wooden boards.

Qin Xin's face turned livid. Without a word, she reached out, tapped her own neck, and gazed coldly at her father.

Ma Zhe quickly said, "Alright, fine! I'll drive you! Don't be upset, I'll drive you." He couldn't fathom why she was crying all of a sudden. He made a U-turn at the intersection and drove toward the seaside.

At first, during the first two cups, Jia Qing was still exchanging polite pleasantries. But later on, with several cups of wine in his belly and under the bright moonlight, Jia Qing also grew bold and heroic.

Hearing those sounds, Luo Xue smiled and said, "I must be heading back now, you should hurry and accept this!" Chu Tian had no choice but to put away the emerald-green token and smiled, saying, "Very well, until we meet again." Luo Xue smiled, turned around, and left that place.

Yet before the previously silent Sword Mountain, at this very moment, a young man walked forth holding a sword. Every single step he took landed solidly, leaving behind heavy footprints in his wake, while sword Qi flowed along the edge of the blade, crushing the ground beneath.

The clouds and mist gradually dispersed, and the surrounding gray-white forested expanse slowly revealed itself. The dust-choked surroundings still retained the lingering martial power fluctuations and heavenly elemental laws left in the wake of the teleportation array's operation.

*Yin Phoenix.* Feng Bainming's mind immediately seized upon these two words. Only an ancient Yin Phoenix could survive until the present day, and only a Yin Phoenix could possess such an icy-cold and unique aura. Among the phoenix clan, every single phoenix other than the Yin Phoenix gave off a sacred aura.

Tang Ming's single punch actually contained a trace of the Dao's profound intent, shattering countless strands of sword Qi, slamming right in front of Shangguan Yiyi, and smashing heavily onto the Shadowless Sword.