Chapter 53: The Substitute

The banquet venue extended from the indoor hall to the outdoors. Fu Luoning, holding Gu Linzhou's arm, walked along the arched corridor and reached the entrance of the banquet.
The moment the door opened, with a soft pop, flower petals fluttered through the air. Fu Luoning was slightly stunned by the scene inside the banquet hall.
Dynamic music pulsed in the background, and a cheering crowd filled the room.
This looked nothing like a formal banquet; it was clearly a wild party.
She even wondered if Gu Linzhou had brought her to the wrong place.
"By our master's dying command: Ouyang Li, must be executed!" Tang Ao said calmly, an unspeakable sorrow lingering in his tone.
Receiving a call from Jin Qiyue, and hearing him sound as if a massive and truly dangerous crisis had struck, Jin Qiyuan could not help but curl the corners of his lips into a faint smile.
She had been bewitched, believing that she was finally stepping closer to that kind of life. Furthermore, she loved Lin Yuan; if she could spend her entire life faithfully by his side, she would gladly accept death.
Young Yu struggled bitterly to dodge. At this moment, his lightness kung fu could not play even the slightest role. His body was covered in blood and grime, and pain pierced fiercely straight from his bones, leaving him unable to tell which part of his body was still uninjured.
The three of them had taken the top three places in the imperial examinations of the Dawan Kingdom thirty years prior: Song Chengde was the top scholar, Li Xiaohong was the runner-up, and Zhu Yuntian placed third.
Although Leng Yan hid underground every day, wholeheartedly forging magical artifacts, he remained very well-informed about the outside world. This was because Bailing had dispatched several hundred doppelgangers, allowing him to learn almost everything happening within the Vast Alliance.
A-Jiu followed Tian Le with lingering reluctance. Once she watched their figures recede into the distance, Zhang Yi's expression sank, turning intensely gloomy and cold. Sunset Peak, heh, before long, there would no longer be any Sunset Peak.
The first to enter the secret realm was Chu Zixiang. This slightly scholarly young man apparently disliked talking; he jumped straight in and vanished from sight, followed closely by the chubby Yuan Dongxing.
Thinking that since they had already come, leaving without asking would be a wasted trip, several late-arriving carriage agency managers immediately swarmed around Bai Jifeng, bombarding him with questions about whether there were any cattle or horses left available for pre-order.
Just as Su Yan was about to strike again, a vast expanse of radiance suddenly poured forth from the chasm, weaving into intricate patterns across the sky. A powerful aura permeated the air, seemingly possessing the power to suppress all evil.
The red ball of light sneered repeatedly while its hands did not stop for a moment. A single sharp thorn split into ten, ten into a hundred, and a hundred into a thousand, enveloping the three of them. The black-armored warrior could not help being greatly alarmed, but it was already too late to rescue them.
Once the golden lotus was formed, the man hesitated no longer. He stomped a single foot onto the golden lotus, unleashing a supreme superpower from the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art. Instantly, the golden lotus vanished into illusion, while the man merged completely with the furious blade, piercing straight into the firmament.
As for Su Yan, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his Dantian, allowing those energies to flow freely through his body and meridians.
I immediately clicked to enter, and with a shift of the scene, I found myself standing in a dilapidated village.
At dawn, the fire in the Cold Palace was finally extinguished. Aside from a pile of broken bricks, everything had been reduced to ashes. At the entrance of the main house, a few charred skeletons could barely be discerned amidst the ashes, along with some melted gold and silver.
Li Mu strolled over to the fat man, squatted down, looked him in the eye, and offered an apologetic smile.
Dr. Vegapunk's arrival was of paramount importance, because only he could determine whether this island could serve as a branch base, or whether the island's value justified establishing one.
A wave of doubt washed over me, but no matter how I asked, Murong Shanshan refused to budge, responding only with a mysterious smile. Welcome!
Tuogu's several probes had been extremely harsh, yet Dian Feng had weathered them one after another, completely setting their minds at ease.
Swallowing hard, Tong Tian could not help a greedy thought of keeping it all for himself welling up in his heart—there was simply no helping it, the reward was just too good.