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The Headless King—Sangjis","a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-115",115,"\u003Cp>Aniya returned to the Viceroy’s mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, she meditated briefly before resting, but for some reason, her magic, long unchanged, stirred unexpectedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s happening?” Aniya lifted her head in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why tonight was her magic so active, as if awakened by something, restless and eager?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aniya found nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She racked her brain, yet still\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her naked eyes, she could not make out a single thing ahead, so Ning Xi slowly walked forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew this was precisely why Xiao Tianrui had come to him today—a true test of his worth, one he could not refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, Qin Fei had considered telling Wen Bing or Xiao Tianrui about this matter, but he realized that as a secret service chief for so many years, Wen Bing would act with brutal simplicity—he wouldn’t care whether it was a famed courtesan or the Queen of Qinhuai; he’d just drag her straight to the Zhao Prison, which would only alert the enemy and break the trail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging from this younger brother Yan’s true intent, it clung flexibly to the spirit blade, as if an extension of his own limb; after each strike, the attached intent shifted precisely as he willed, revealing complete mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that’s the case, more hands make light work—divide tasks, agree on shares. After all, people can share hardship but not prosperity; this holds true both at home and abroad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know the Dragon King? Did you see him before the apocalypse? Was he some kind of leader back then?” Yang Lin asked again. “I don’t know him at all. The Dragon King never told us his real name,” Xu Yangwei said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, Qin Fei had wanted to turn the workshop into the kind of factory floor from the future, but then he thought again: making perfume and soap was an extremely delicate process—if you mixed all the scents and oils together, what would it become? Could anyone still distinguish the pure fragrance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just three years, he seized full control of the northern territories, rising from a spoiled noble to a court favorite, drawing the gaze of countless others. On the very day the imperial decree arrived, the Yan Prince’s mansion was flooded with invitations to banquets, poetry gatherings, and scenic outings; once deserted, it had instantly become the center of attention in Shengjing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These array plates were forged by him in recent days, self-created from years of insight into array arts, and easy to operate. Their greatest utility, as their name plainly stated, was exactly that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re giving them to the police?” Shi Hui blinked. Though this world had unscientific elements, most people were materialists. Wouldn’t letting them see ghosts all at once scare them into madness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just like him—he treats me this way only because of Song Yu! I don’t know how many bad things Song Yu has told him about my family, turning him against me. If I can break them up and make him see Song Yu’s true nature, he’ll realize I’m the one who suits him!” Yu Keyao snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It ran up close, sniffed the Consort Duan with its nose, then its bright eyes widened dramatically, letting out an extremely shrill cry as it lunged toward Minister Min behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a luxury apartment near the University of Science and Technology, Cao Qingcheng blew on her golden hair, applied heavy eyeshadow and long false lashes, and posed in front of the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yiru didn’t know how many annual cycles she had waited through for Su Chen’s seclusion; the sapling she planted before the cave had grown taller than her, and when it rained, the tree still sheltered her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Cheng looked at her, and Yang Yiru spoke slowly, word by word: “Because I’m crying—because I cry, it’s because you’re crying too. Because your heart is right here—do you understand, Su Chen?” She pressed her hand to her chest, and her final words nearly screamed out.\u003C\u002Fp>",655,"2026-06-19T13:13:01.402Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","72b624695fce129a3a5cfa604e6e4b679210bde6a1d0d8fd14d253c875f7f3b9","a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-116","a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-114",195,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-player-beyond-dimensions-cover.jpg"]