Volume 1 Chapter 36: Sacrificing Kin for Righteousness

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Meng Yuhong spoke with a tone of doubt. Xiangju had stayed by his elder sister’s side for a long time and was quite familiar with him. Now, upon hearing the tragic news of Xiangju’s death, he found it hard to believe, as if trapped in a dream. How deep was the hatred between them for his legitimate elder sister to go so far as to take a life? Or could it be that the sister he despised most was truly so ruthless and merciless?

In the next moment, before Meng Tingfeng could speak, Meng Yuhong’s expression suddenly changed. He viciously kicked the girl’s straight back.

“You wretched woman! You should have paid for my Black Lion long ago, and now you’re even driving Xiangju to take her own life…”

Wen Renya grabbed the dizzy Shen Xiao and, without hesitation, scooped up the water from the nearby brazier to douse him.

“Everyone return to your posts and obey the rules. No one is to enter Zixuan Garden and cause trouble without permission,” Xuanyuan Rui’s voice was low yet stern.

Ignoring the physical toll, a thought flickered, and he entered the Qiankun Cauldron. At the same moment, a speck of dust appeared where he had been.

“Third Royal Brother, Sixth Royal Brother, shall we seek imperial permission to visit Mother in the Cold Palace?” Princess Yilin was worried, for their mother was imprisoned by their father in the Cold Palace, living in utter misery.

Ye Feng and the others’ eyes sharpened as they flew swiftly to the highest cliff, fixating on the Dragon Pool below.

Yun Xiao was deeply humiliated by Xuanyuan Rui’s possessive and scornful words. Her honor besmirched and dignity shattered, she felt she could no longer face anyone and wished to vanish into the earth, never to be seen again.

It turned out that after Zimo was driven away by Wen Renya, she hurried to the training hall to attend to Huoqi. When questioned why she wasn’t with Wen Renya, she immediately exaggerated how Wen Renya had insulted her, only to be coldly slapped aside by Shen Xiao.

Such coldness, such severity... fleetingly, in Zhuang Lijue’s mind, the image of the first time they met flickered before his eyes.

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“It’s not entirely so. He may be trying to build his own power base,” Consort Jing said. Zhong Li Shuo seemed to come to terms with certain things. “Shuo, we must act sooner.” Her silky tone wrapped around his heart, tightening like a noose, suffocating him.

Shi Yan trailed the group for about an hour. Finally, in a sparse forest, he heard the sounds of a fight. Quietly, he crept about twenty meters closer.

“All right, everyone is here. Zheng Ancheng, report the incident at the palace gates to the lords,” Emperor Jiacheng said from the throne.

Just as Feng She was quietly pleased with himself, Wang Xuanlong’s mouth twisted into a smirk. He twisted his left arm upward, trapping Feng She’s right leg in his elbow, then swung his arm again toward Feng She’s neck.

“Ren Qianye” said coldly, “Find an ice block or some spider web to practice with. Of course, if possible, somewhere full of restrictions.” Dong Zhanyun thought for a moment and replied, “That can only be the Bear Cave.” Of course, it had to be the Bear Cave.

“Brother, Buddhism teaches us to do good without asking about the future. As long as you accumulate virtue, you will be rewarded. Waiter! Another bottle of wine!” Tonight, Yang Linxiao abandoned his usual monk’s demeanor and seemed ready to drink heavily. Yet his tolerance was poor, and he was already quite drunk.

Shi Tiandao said, “What else can I plan? I should never have gone to Mount Hua. At least then I could have helped my family.” Saying this, he knelt down and wept. “Father, I am unfilial.”

“Aim at me rather than you, because you might not dodge a volley,” Xiao Menglou retorted with a defiant smile.

The bearded cultivator’s vision blurred. Suddenly, a figure appeared before him. His slashing blade missed as a youthful-faced boy looked up at him calmly.

Wang Xuanlong reached the door, turned back, winked mischievously at her, then closed the door and left.

When Chen Ning and the others returned to the fortress city, Yang Desheng had already arranged for the Krupp company’s cannon production line and technical staff to be transferred to the Ten-Thousand Mountains Armament Factory.

The Dark Church had Lilith on their side in Europe and America, so Ling Hao had no immediate worries. But besides Lilith, Ling Hao was shouldering the entire burden of the Haotian Alliance alone. Today’s negotiations with Penglai Island also stirred some thoughts in him.

“...” Don’t get angry, don’t get angry, Lin Ru silently admonished herself. She couldn’t defeat him, nor did she have his authority. Acting rashly now would only bring loss upon herself.

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If the knights were involved, victory wasn’t impossible, but Lin Ai was not so optimistic—after all, the knights were dead... Next time, it would be the king himself leading the charge.

After changing clothes, the door was pushed open. Xuan Yi strode into the room, silent, crossing the screen and standing by the bedside, eyes red as he stared at her.

Yesterday’s monthly votes fell short... then... I’ll update three chapters first. If the votes look good today, I’ll push out another chapter tonight...

Meanwhile, in a factory in New York, over a dozen men clad in black stood. Most were tall and burly, exuding a raw, explosive power.

Far away in the Yuurha command center in space, everyone froze, staring blankly as the screen shifted from static to a glaring “Signal Lost” message.

Only two somewhat frail middle-aged men glared fiercely at the big screen on the table.

“I know. You bet the Tang family’s legacy of recent years, and the Suzuki family wagered their accumulated reputation,” Li Fangcheng said impassively.

Though these beasts were not as strong as Ye Tianqiang, just looking at them sent chills down one’s spine.

With his finger like the tip of a spear, Nangong Yu stared at the fiery red maple leaf before his fingertip, stunned.

That night, while training, Ye Feng suddenly sensed a life force outside. Checking, he found Ming Xin walking away.

Three years had passed. She had grown more mature and enchanting; every smile and frown carried a gentle, subtle grace. Her charm captivated him even more.