Chapter 26: Journey to Canglang

Lu Ming offered a faint smile at Furluo’s self-recommendation to intervene. Last night, Ping’er had been assassinated, a piece of news that had never been disclosed; how could the Tenth Prince possibly know?

At the entrance to the space-time ocean currents, Kolov Empire starships continued to emerge one after another from the void, only for the crews to be struck with utter astonishment as they looked out into the pitch-black, empty expanse.

Before the window lay only a void; one could see nothing but the hospital ceiling. The burly men were growing restless, for Vermin’s safety was a matter of far greater importance to them than the heavens themselves.

Sun Xinyuan left the Imperial Palace, returning to the Tianyun Villa on Jinling Star in the Jade Maiden Galaxy with a heavy heart. He knew that Emperor Li Fu was deeply dissatisfied with him regarding the affairs of the Tianyun Empire, yet Sun Xinyuan saw no alternative.

I sighed to myself upon hearing this. I had almost caused an accident with a carriage full of people last night, and the news had likely already spread throughout Tangwazi Village; it was hardly a surprise that no one wanted to ride with me today.

"Ten years have passed, yet Your Majesty remains as vigorous as ever. This is truly something this foreign minister did not expect," Wang Xuance said, taking in the old king’s robust physique.

The system had issued him a new mission called "Superhero in Action." For every life saved, he would be rewarded with one hundred points. The requirement was that he must keep his identity secret; otherwise, the mission bonus would be canceled, and the reward reduced.

Just as the people of the Third Clan gradually fell into silence, Lei Ai, gazing toward the distant camp, suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if he had discovered something.

Waving away the shifting light of the stars, Jianghu traced the current upward, finding at the end of the river of time an hourglass about to run dry.

Shaohao grew angrier the more he thought about it. Finally unable to restrain himself, he bit Jianghu and swam off into the depths alone.

Meanwhile, Le Jin’s movements never ceased. He kicked the corpse of a Xiliang soldier, sending it flying with a loud thud, knocking down three more Xiliang soldiers who were charging toward him.

Considering this, Guan Zeyuan leaned toward the idea that RNG’s bottom lane issues would be easier to manage with Uzi present, and the results proved him right.

"I ask you, when you slew the Bone Daoist, did you strike four times or three!?" Li Changdao roared.

Their pace was slow, and there were no frantic battle cries, yet they gave Liu Bian the feeling of being stalked by Death himself, as if this wave of the assault would truly claim his life.

He certainly could not return to the yamen now. The chief constable was dead; suspicious as it might be, Ning would help Zhou Yi resolve the matter, but killing a constable was, by any measure, a troublesome affair.

In other words, by summoning the highest-level Ancient God Tentacle, Lin Li could now gain a circular field of vision with a diameter of 337 meters, serving perfectly as a "Vision Ward" for surveillance.

In the top lane, Cheng Lu was under pressure beneath the tower. Playing Sion, she had intended to withstand the pressure from the start. In fact, if not for the presence of so many professional players, she might have even considered a "inting" strategy, but she decided against it for this match.

Mo Jingyuan’s expression remained unchanged, as indifferent as ever, but his slightly pursed lips betrayed the gravity of his mood.

The eight strands of wild energy became part of his bloodline. This immensely rigid and solar force allowed Qin Feng to stand once more.

"Come here, let me tell you something." Xiao Miaomiao laughed out of pure fury, hooking her finger at Mo Xiao to beckon him closer.

Zhu Weimin wanted to talk to him again to test the weight of this Columbia University high-flyer, while simultaneously giving his subordinates time to investigate Xia Wanqing.

Under the automatic protection of the body-tempering technique within Qin Yibai’s body, his restless soul finally settled. Qin Yibai snapped awake as the technique circulated, feeling a surge of terror: he hadn't expected a mere idol to be so sinister, possessing the ability to snatch away a soul.

Rong Ruizhang paused, looking back at Wei Qingqing, for it was she who had issued the ultimatum.

Seeing that a collision was imminent and that it was too late to go around, he blamed himself for walking with his head down without checking his surroundings. With no other choice, he forced a smile and bent his waist to squeeze through.

With every battle, he grew in leaps and bounds; with every brush with death, he was transformed.

Seeing this, Fang Shengyao, in her desperation, did not decline. Upon receiving the spiritual medicine from Zhang Ruyun, she felt a coolness in her palm. The mere fragrance of the pill was enough to refresh her spirit; realizing it was indeed effective, she joyfully offered her thanks as she accepted it.

Wei Qingqing recalled Rong Che’s words from earlier: "If you dare to risk your life, when I return, I will make sure you are kept soft in bed every day, so you may learn the consequences."

With every strike and every sword thrust, Qin Xiaoyue showed no signs of fatigue. Her spiritual energy grew, her physique strengthened, and even her sensory perception completely overwhelmed her opponent.

The City of the Holy Lord was different today; His Holiness the Pope had summoned the devout to hold a grand mass. News of extraordinary individuals appearing in the East had spread across the world, and even recordings and photographs had fallen into the hands of major powers.

When Cheng Yun regained his focus, he saw her staring at him in a daze, her thoughts drifted far away. Not wanting to let down her intense gaze, he wrapped a long arm around her, drawing her back into his embrace. He looked down into her eyes, which had yet to find their focus, and offered a playful, faint smile.

"Liqiu understands; please, do not blame yourself, Master. How could she not understand what kind of man he was? If it were not for an insurmountable force, how could he possibly have delayed the journey?"

Hulun Yun acted as if he had stumbled upon a great windfall. He leaned toward Xiao Fengqi, reaching out to drape an arm over his shoulder. But before his large hand could land, he was repelled by a single glare from Xiao Fengqi, forcing Hulun Yun to withdraw his hand with a sheepish grin.

"What matter is there to handle?" He truly did not know what business she could possibly have in the Demon Realm.

He Zija’s delicate brows furrowed, and she slammed a palm onto the table, instantly silencing the room; no one dared to speak again.

Qin Yue was still studying the stone painting intently; one could only imagine how long she had been staring at it.

Walking behind Sun Liansheng, just as I reached out to lift his shirt, suddenly—I saw the fabric on Sun Liansheng’s back ripple before my very eyes.

"I don’t know how the Confucianists would write it, but I know how your family would," Han Tan said.

Only divorce could completely sever the connection with Gu Guoxing, ensuring he could never again come to cause trouble for Liangliang.

After a moment of thought, they began to murmur again. Their eyes were filled with panic. No matter what, they had never imagined such a day would come. He had always believed himself to be an exceptional boyfriend; surely, he shouldn't be constantly crushed by others.