Volume 1, Chapter 55: You Truly Are a Genius

"Your Majesty can figure it out!" Empress Dowager Renshou tossed the hot potato right back.

The dignity of Nanling was Xiao Jin's face; whether a marriage between two nations was grand or shabby, what did it have to do with a woman deep within the palace?

Xiao Jin's slender fingers tightened around the teacup.

Hah, his stepmother was so stingy even regarding her own biological son's wedding, planning not to spend a single penny?

It didn't matter; he could scrape a couple of ounces of iron filings even off an iron rooster.

"Mother, since this is my younger brother's lifelong event, why not invite him to discuss it together? Jinghang, summon the Prince of Jing to the palace immediately," Emperor Xuanping ordered loudly.

Empress Dowager Renshou had always boasted of treating all princes and princesses equally...

The expression of the person involved was extremely complicated. It was hard to tell whether he felt deeply guilty because of what Bai Kai had said, or if he harbored some resentment because Bai Kai had exposed his family scandal.

He had regretted it. Why had he trusted Cheng Yan in the first place? Just because she called him godfather a couple of times and opportunistically displayed a few tricks, he had let her stick her hand into all his businesses, both overt and covert.

At that moment, his phone rang. It was a call from Jia Mei, who was at the gas station helping Zheng Feng fix his SIM card, and his data had returned to normal.

Bai Kai wasn't worried. Frankly speaking, if worst came to worst, he could just use this to practice, as this wasn't the only car available.

"How long is this damn fight going to last? Yuan Shao might send a large army to reinforce them, and we don't have time to break through the final line of defense," Cao Cao worriedly said.

Zhou Wen'er was considered a high-priority protected person now. After all, the person she was accusing was no ordinary individual.

She possessed a solid family background—and one that was a well-matched match for Ye Chen in terms of social standing.

Ge Hong refused to help, leaving Zheng Feng with no other options. However, the scenery at the summit was exceptionally lovely, and accompanied by Ge Hong, he spent the entire day sightseeing up there.

A faint smile hung on Su Changqing's face. He couldn't be blamed for not calling Tao Xian; Tao Xian was the one who had insisted on sleeping.

Moreover, collaborating with this Xun Yuanxin felt quite comfortable to Su Le. The other party felt somewhat like an older brother, seeming quite willing to lend a hand in various matters.

A month has passed since our parting, and you have been deeply missed. Your letter has been received; it is a meeting of minds across a thousand miles, a striking coincidence of thought. Over the past decade or more, I have served three masters and have always maintained friendly relations with the leaders of the eighteen nomadic tribes of the grasslands. In daily life, I have never been stingy with treasures and rewards, treating them with sincerity while they responded with loyalty. I am confident that should the drums of war sound in the future, those hundreds of thousands of tribesmen will be at my disposal.

Xu Chen naturally understood the grandmaster uncle's painstaking efforts. No matter how deficient his talent in cultivation might be, he had to try to break through his strength once more. After all, a cultivation arena specifically tailored for him like the Yin-Yang Five-Elements Pagoda would never be encountered again, so he had to cherish the opportunity before him.

In the eyes of the vast majority of ordinary people, this was merely an obsolete ancient weapon devoid of any transcendental power.

These were the first words Mu Sen uttered upon arriving at the White Lotus Secret Realm. Mu Sen felt quite distressed. Seriously, didn't anyone give advance notice before entering the White Lotus Secret Realm? Fine, he could tolerate that, but what on earth was the deal with teleporting him onto a towering tree tens of zhang high? And why was the posture so humiliating?

As it turned out, Zhao Lei could no longer endure the severe torture and ended up confessing the secret that he had secretly followed Xu Chen and Zhang Youde up Heifeng Mountain to rescue Huang Xiaoxue. The cunning Su Jingsi immediately sensed something fishy from this and ordered his subordinates to continue beating the two men ruthlessly, ultimately discovering why Lin Yu and Zhao Lei constantly plotted to frame Xu Chen.

This time, Cang Jianli had brought out the soul tablets as soul guides. Those missing people, if dead, could only be resurrected and appear near him, which also helped him grasp intelligence at the first possible moment. Fortunately, all these people were Qi Practicing Masters who only needed pure Qi; Cang Jianli had plenty of Nine-Turn Qi-Returning Pills.

Every candidate was trying their absolute best to showcase themselves, hoping their display would win the approval of the proctoring soldiers. For these candidates, joining the Xiongqu Battalion didn't just mean a job and a way out; it meant supreme glory—the kind of glory that allowed one to walk with their head held high.

Xu Chen was instantly blasted flying by the opponent's earth-shattering strike, crashing into a pool of blood as the divine sword flew out of his grasp.

After offering some words of comfort to Chu Ming, Fang Qishan let him rest for a while, hoping he could release some of the psychological pressure he was carrying.

Pei Qin looked at him and was reminded of when she had first transmigrated here, when Pei Xi was still Fourth Ya, who upon seeing the cow dung made such swift movements that she almost got into a fight with a local rogue.

The group silently watched the two figures in the deep pool, while the conversation between the two in the water sounded like they were speaking in riddles.

Guimen Pass was guarded by underworld soldiers, and a long queue formed right at the city gate. Every person entering Guimen Pass was subjected to repeated questioning by the underworld soldiers—not questioning about anything else, but cross-checking their lifetime records.

Damn it, after finally catching a stroke of good luck in life and obtaining an unmatched divine artifact, before he could even warm it up, it was snatched away by that old bastard of a master. What kind of nonsense was this?

The tall, thin youth named Wu Jin immediately let out an affirmative grunt upon hearing this, rolled up his sleeves, and bounded onto the competition stage.

Shen Zhan went back to the restroom, returning with a towel in hand. Lin Xinxin was somewhat baffled and before she could ask, the towel was already draped over her eyes.

The beauties each possessed their own distinct style, yet without exception, they were immensely captivating, their figures exuding an irresistible charm and magic.

Arriving at the triage desk, the nurse had arrived earlier than her. Seeing Xu Shengshen, her expression turned extremely odd, and she didn't offer her usual greeting. Xu Shengshen lowered her head as she walked into the consultation room. The room was chilly with the window open. Lifting her head, she saw an unfamiliar cardboard box sitting on the familiar desk.

Such a situation made the people in the hall beat their drums anxiously. What was Liu Xiu's true consideration? Since Liu Xiu remained noncommittal, those beneath him were left trembling with apprehension.

Moreover, international CEOs having scandals could, in a certain respect, also be seen as a matter of face.

"Brother Gaowen, I actually guessed it would be you." It had only been a year, but the people accompanying him along the way had changed again and again. Partnerships he once thought would never break had also encountered farewells, and now standing here, only Gaowen remained by his side, yet he somehow had long since anticipated it.

Yanyu held the incense cage in one hand while gently running her other hand through Xuan Shao's dark, glossy hair, her movements soft and meticulous.

The Thunder Emperor forcibly stabilized his divine soul, coughing up several mouthfuls of soul energy as his divine soul dimmed considerably. Even though his strength had recovered quite a bit previously, dealing a fatal blow to a desperate Great Emperor meant he could not let his guard down; he had exhausted all his effort, nearly depleting his vital soul energy.

Two long spears in the hands of the imperial guards directly blocked Shen Qingwu's path, shattering her wish to gallop toward the General's Mansion. Shen Qingwu poked her head out from the carriage, intending to exchange a few blows with the guards, but was stopped by Wuming, who was tugging at the hem of her clothes inside the carriage.