Chapter 63: The Trial of Xin Chi

This time, Hattori Tenjo did not take it lightly either, stepping forward to arrange the seven Ama-no-Murakumo swords according to that specific orientation. Everyone stared intently at the table, watching as the seven swords slowly began to emit a brilliant radiance. The light did not scatter; instead, it condensed together, revealing a strange curved shape right in the center.

Damn it, she rejected me. If we were still in the car just now, and that security guard hadn't interrupted, I would have kissed her, maybe even made a move on her—then how could she have possibly refused?

Qiu Guhan had been glancing at him sideways ever since a moment ago, wearing an absent-minded, hesitant expression, clearly wanting to discuss something with him.

Yet this country had always remained unyielding, stubbornly fighting against powerful enemies on all sides, rising and developing strongly all the same.

Seeing Qingyue Xuanyi climb onto the bed, Wan Bao'er extinguished the candle in the room, lay down beside him, closed her eyes, and drifted off to dreamland shortly thereafter.

Lord Koluman and the others stared in utter astonishment at the unfolding scene, watching helplessly as that leader was devoured by the wyvern. Their hearts could not help but shudder violently.

Although they were Great Grandmasters of sorcery, they were still ordinary mortals; their status, prestige, and strength simply could not compare to hers.

Heishan Mingzhu had two purposes for coming here: the first was to see me, and the second was to infuriate Helan Ting.

The space surrounding the location of the Titan race instantly began to fracture, revealing patch after patch of black hole voids.

"Well, about that..." Xia Chu chuckled twice and left the sentence unfinished. Of course Xu Lu had no idea to what extent modern palace intrigue novels had excavated these complex relationships; after reading a few volumes, it was hard to view anyone within a wealthy aristocratic household in a favorable light.

As for why we had to use code names, I am not entirely sure either. According to Amnesia Brother, doing so fosters better teamwork and unites everyone more cohesively to get things done.

To everyone's great surprise, after watching the two children leave, Guo Fu should—from the perspective of the Tang family—have immediately erupted in a fury of thunder and lightning, using coercion and enticement to force Tang Xinwu to transfer out of this school.

While bestowing upon the chained cavalry a lethal charging momentum, Heaven also cursed them with a fatal weakness: three horses were bound together by leather straps. The moment a single horse was struck down and collapsed, the other two would inevitably fail. If they were lucky, the remaining warhorses could continue dragging the fallen one forward; if they were unlucky, it would immediately cause the other two horses to stumble and crash to the ground.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know it was you!" the soldier said respectfully, taking two steps back to stand beside the door.

Swish, swish, swish... Three hundred wind phantoms charged simultaneously toward Yi Xiaotian. Each wind phantom carried a radiant horizon of morning light, launching a coordinated joint charge as if hundreds of new suns were about to be born within the spatial expanse.

"This humble concubine pays her respects to General Fenwei and Marquis Lü Wen." Cai Yan's voice, carrying a blend of elegance and sorrow, ethereal yet hollow, was so heartbreakingly poignant that it pierced one's very soul.

The Seven Freaks of Heshan had never witnessed such a spectacle and were so shocked they nearly fell over. These venomous insects were overwhelmingly tyrannical; if one were to be entangled by them, they would be devoured entirely in a split second, leaving not even a single bone behind.

Zhuang Huandie froze in place, casting an intentional yet casual glance toward the corpse puppet behind her. At that moment, seven or eight other people had also arrived, each leading their own corpse puppets, only to be blocked at the valley entrance by the star officials just the same.

After everyone finished touring the Ice Prison, Director Feng cheerfully led the group down to the second basement level—the Fire Prison.

"Hmph! Hand over your life!" Tianci clasped his hands together, his mind driving the treasured sword as the two blades gradually merged into one. The radiance grew even more intense, soaring straight into the sky and startling passing pedestrians into fleeing wildly in all directions.

An Nianrong smiled; this question required no answer whatsoever. A spy's privileges were not officially granted by authorities, but rather stemmed from their own innate nature, making Lin Chenghai's assertion utterly amateurish. If he wished to understand the Luo Sect, his best entry point was certainly not through its privileges.

By now it was the hour of You, and the sun had tilted far to the west, signaling the onset of dusk. An entire hour had passed since the recent battle, during which time he had remained seated just like this, gazing across at the crude, dilapidated castle opposite him.

She had no concept of stocks, yet Lin Qing made her keep an account—merely detailing the specific transactions Chen Yi executed in the stock market that very day.

However, the village chief ordered several young men to strip Changdao Rongjiu entirely bare, stick a straw price tag on his head, and send him back, while simultaneously instructing others to hang up lanterns and colorful banners in preparation for a joyous celebration. Dongmen Qing, on the other hand, directed Cui Guangnan and Yu Buchi to make preparations for setting sail, intending to depart in three days.

"Have it your way; your real problem is simply being excessively suspicious." Seeing that Yue Xiang had compromised, Yang Gao's mood began to improve.

He did not take up the thread of conversation, just quietly looked at me, signaling for me to continue. I paused for a moment and added, "You know the situation at Zhongtian as well; we urgently need a bank loan right now. I was wondering if you could put in a good word with the bank and help us out with this favor?" I gazed at him full of hope.

"Everyone, please quiet down, quiet down. Today our Five Poisons Village welcomes Senior Dapeng, which is a truly joyous occasion. How about this, let's handle official business first; everyone will have plenty of time to get close to Senior Dapeng later on." As expected of someone who had served as a rural cadre for many years, Elder Qinglong still possessed a modicum of genuine leadership capability.

As for Hua Xiong, the Lord of Huaxin City, he acted as though nothing had happened, continuing to handle his affairs as usual. He pretended to be completely oblivious to the matter regarding the branch of the World Alliance, though his subordinates all understood that the City Lord was doing this intentionally—had the Lord's Mansion not dispatched troops to put out the fires last night, the surrounding buildings would undoubtedly have been consumed as well.

Following the initial tremor came two more successive quakes. This time, everyone felt a wave of unease, and the Pig Emperor's face beside them turned grim.

"If you encounter danger, just open fire. We'll come back to rescue you immediately," Mark said, looking deeply concerned.

At this time, Dewey had already acted on Qin Xiao's instructions, summoning everyone on Qin Xiao's side—except for Ren Xue—to Tianfeng City, turning Night Bar into a concealed base for Qin Xiao's forces.

During team fights, he gave the enemy massive headaches, serving a crucial containment role that meant the opposing side simply could not afford to ignore him.

"Mommy, this baby does not drink alcohol. Daddy told me so." Qin Zheng patted his chest, guaranteeing that he would never touch a drop.