Chapter 53: Pilgrims Causing Trouble

The Eight-Treasure Exquisite Pagoda.

The romantic fate calculated for Lin Yulang by the nun Huilan was preserved within it.

It was precisely this predestined romance that brought about her fatal disaster.

Because the crucial clue pointing to the mastermind behind the scenes was very likely contained within this relationship.

Holding this masterpiece of ancient mechanical arts in the palm of my hand, I narrowed my eyes and carefully examined the tiny exquisite pagoda.

The so-called mechanical arts...

Realization dawned upon the crowd; it turned out the vehicle had malfunctioned. This could not be blamed on anyone else; they could only curse their own bad luck. There was certainly no precedent for a rematch—a loss was a loss. Those next to them who had bet on Huang Xiaotian to win also cursed their bad luck loudly.

Frans took a step back, withdrawing her hand, and the armor-clad gauntlet retreated along with it.

Following that, Lin Yu used all his strength to strike the mechanical beast. According to Lin Yu's estimation, even if this blow might not directly destroy the mechanical beast—since he couldn't bear to wreck something that had served as a functional item for so long—it was still highly probable that he could at least cripple it and render it combat-ineffective.

From a purely military standpoint, defending Bull City to the death, waiting for the enemy to take the initiative to attack, inflicting as many casualties as possible during their assault, and only launching a massive counterattack once a certain advantage had been secured—that was the supreme principle of victory.

Zhang Chen recalled intently, his gaze sweeping continuously across the photograph. At that moment, he noticed that the background of the photo was a Nike brand specialty store, with a huge promotional poster pasted on the display window showing Kobe Bryant leaping high for a slam dunk.

Wang Wang lacked wilderness survival experience. Even when traveling from Sanliping to Pengcheng earlier, because Si Jun was present, he had not felt any danger at all.

Shaking his head, Charles pulled a keychain from his pocket and tossed it to Peter, looking like a deflated ball.

Excluding family members, the scientific researchers who chose to stay totaled eleven people, including Old Master Zhou and Professor Feng, all of whom had now arrived.

This successor evidently possessed great ambition. He was by no means willing to let the country he was about to inherit remain a puppet of Cinderlei.

"You know he is your father, too." Ouyang Sisi poked her forehead. "How could he bear to ignore us!" When they plotted to assassinate Ouyang Bing back then, hadn't Ouyang Qing forgiven them as well?

The two fought for an hour, drenched in sweat, their hair buns disheveled as they collapsed onto the floor, panting.

Silently channeling her spiritual power to the extreme, layers of gloomy clouds pressed downward overwhelmingly. Within a radius of six hundred zhang, the world was a blinding white, and the razor-sharp metallic Qi surged endlessly in the frozen realm, poised for action.

"Otherwise what? With your flat front and flat back, does His Highness even have the appetite for you?" Qi Cheng said as he gathered the firewood on the ground, preparing to strike a flint to start a fire.

A few days later, the remaining half-bottle of Joy Powder was discovered in Gu Hengzhi's manor, and his entire household was executed. When the door to Gu Ning'er's room was finally opened, Gu Ning'er had already hanged herself.

Hua Xiong's eyes were also slightly moist. Looking at the people kneeling before him, his emotions were similarly stirred. He stepped forward and helped them up one by one, feeling an incomparable wave of joy in his heart.

Luo Tianyi spoke without the slightest hesitation. Even though Luo Fengxiang was the son of her third uncle, she remained strictly fair and objective, distinguishing clearly between gratitude and grudges.

"You always spoil him, as if he isn't part of the household and isn't being fed," the Emperor said with a smile. If they had not been born into the imperial family, this would indeed have been a heartwarming scene of domestic harmony.

The moment Li Mingjuan saw her father, a warm surge filled her heart, and tears fell instantly. She knew her father had come because of her mother-in-law's illness.

If it weren't for Lantian's vanity prompting her to propose a public and formal engagement ceremony; if it weren't for the Old Master's deepening aversion to Xia Yurun, forcing Fu Sichen's compliance with a hunger strike; and if it weren't for Lan Mu spreading the news early on for sensationalized publicity, matters would never have devolved into such an embarrassing spectacle.

"If you can do it, of course I am willing, because I know very well that no one in the grey market ever comes to a good end." Although Xu Xian did not believe Xu Yi's words in her heart, she replied this way in speech.