Chapter 138: Ascending the Heights

Despite the numerous mysteries, there were no further clues left inside the house, so Bai Xian decided not to linger and left on her own. The subsequent cleanup work would naturally be handled by the arriving bailiffs and constables.

Stepping out of the alley and bypassing the main avenue, she slowly came to a halt.

Behind her, thick fog gathered and then dispersed, leaving only the figure of a person in a cyan gown amidst the snow.

Bai Xian asked, "Where were you just now?"

A brief silence ensued.

"I was delayed by a few matters." After a pause...

Immediately following that, Lu Xuan pondered a question: Where was this army composed of martial artists heading?

She suddenly burst into loud sobbing. Hearing this, a few palace attendants wanted to go inside to check, but they were held back by those around them.

Calculated based on fifty million paying users, it could generate 1.5 billion in revenue annually, with profits exceeding 1 billion. This also meant that all initial investments could be recovered within two years, achieving true profitability.

Since Old Lady Qiao attached such great importance to it, the banquet naturally had to be grand. Xue Tao tactfully returned the management of household affairs, and everything was henceforth handled by Gu Jingshu.

"My lord, this commoner has nothing to confess," Wang Shi maintained his defiant, unyielding attitude.

"If you could survive, would you choose to live?" Lucy suddenly uttered these words.

"This... I really don't know. Though it's said to have detoxifying properties, it's not quite that miraculous." Ping An did not know how to respond to Mu Le's inquiry, yet she certainly did not believe the bean possessed such miraculous functions.

However, this explosion felt like it re-ignited a series of chain reactions, multiplying the explosive energy fields. The ground subsidence was severe; even sitting inside their mechas, the ground level was no longer visible.

Xuan Xu glared with wide eyes, completely devoid of the composure expected of a monk. His expression was as though he wanted to swallow this middle-aged man alive.

No, it wasn't as if nothing was done—the blood was entirely real, and after spraying that much, it was certainly worth these spirit stones.

There was no room for evasion this time. Ding Peng countered with a single palm strike, sending a fiery red torrent crashing forward like withered weeds and shattered wood to crush the poisonous snake.

Of course she had no idea; when it came to mining, Ding Peng could be considered an authoritative expert in the field, and he had never intended to do the work himself anyway.

Once the two of them had finished explaining the entire situation in a back-and-forth manner, they looked toward Chen Ping with eyes full of anticipation and hope.

The Yan family had always been like this. During the last Qinglong Imperial Capital Martial Arts Tournament, while various families fought fiercely and suffered heavy losses, the Yan family emerged as the benefactor. Taking advantage of the years the other families spent recovering from their injuries, the Yan family grew to become the clan with the largest sphere of influence among all.

However, before it could even approach us, the tent emitted streams of light and blasted it away.

"It seems a human settlement has already been established near Dongshan City!" Guan Honglie thought to himself.

Looking at the scoundrel before her, Shi Wei could not help rolling her eyes repeatedly, watching her white horse squeezed in the middle, looking thoroughly aggrieved.

In fact, by comparison, Su Jie was a much better match for the young lady of the Du family, especially since Su Zhan's frail health was his greatest vulnerability.

Guan Honglie looked at the tightly shut rolling shutter door, extended his bone blade to carve a large hole in it, and behind him, Liu Qiang and Ou Tong drove the van forward.

"That's fine, that's fine. Once he wakes up, the two of you will be partners." The fatty was overjoyed and paid no attention to these details, simply looking at the giant cocoon before him with comforting relief, smiling incessantly.

When he saw the wounds on his own face, his first thought was still of her, wondering if she had been hurt.

The figure in black landed lightly upon the rooftop, their exposed hawk-like eyes sweeping over the guards patrolling outside the building. Turning, they vaulted into the structure, passed through the courtyard, and walked with practiced familiarity to a chamber door, which they pushed open before slipping inside.

Whether for the sake of his own dignity, the imperial family's face, or to provide an explanation to the two princes, the Tiger Emperor returned to Heavenly Tiger Mountain and immediately issued a highest-level gathering decree.