Chapter 172: The Crow Queen

The empire’s territory continues to expand endlessly.

But Deng Ken no longer needs to lead campaigns personally—the Britannic Legion has reclaimed the Danube frontier; aside from the Visigothic Kingdom on the Iberian Peninsula, the empire he rebuilt has largely restored itself to the territorial peak of the Western Roman Empire.

Half a year passed swiftly.

Not long after Aniya gave birth, Princess Placidia also became pregnant.

At this time, the religious reform

In the blink of an eye, he had already retreated a hundred meters away; no matter what method he used, he could never defeat the Demon Emperor.

Among the Martial Emperors who came here, infighting never ceased—even familiar strong ones often clashed violently, yet they showed caution when encountering unfamiliar young Martial Kings.

In an instant, the Seven Nights Demon Emperor’s body was pierced through with several holes; before he could react, the Nonsoul’s right hand opened, and endless vines surged from all directions of the valley, binding him tightly in moments.

The piercing sword qi of the Ancient Sword Zhuxian rained down like a storm, its furious aura shattering the clouds above. The opponent turned pale with terror—this power, this momentum, this terrifying, wave-like force, was far beyond his ability to resist. Lin Le had clearly been holding back.

“My eyes are mine. Who are you to tell me where to look? You’re not my mother—what right do you have to interfere?” Ye Qinghan said slowly.

Xia Yuqing glanced at the maids, who had retreated three feet at her shout and now sat frozen in silence, their lips trembling as she tried to speak.

A rough estimate showed that such a large piece of high-grade Xuan Stone, if divided, would yield at least a thousand fragments—equivalent to over a million mid-grade Xuan Stones; even a Third-Circle Martial Emperor would be tempted.

After Chi Yuanxia returned home freshly groomed, the servants in the Chi family’s ancestral mansion stared at her in stunned silence.

To depart more discreetly, Mo Qingcheng chose a mountain peak barely a hundred meters high—unremarkable and easily overlooked.

On the other side, Zhu Xiongyi was once again forced back by a fireball. He couldn’t help glancing at the battered, fallen masked man; his fear deepened with every glance.

Before leaving, Lu Xingsheng had assured them he would take full care of them and arrange proper lodging. Seeing that Bai Lu and Jianjia showed no resistance—indeed, seemed to enjoy it—Bai Shu agreed.

“Heh, words bring disaster—don’t come crying to your second sister when the thunder strikes you dead,” Feng Ying joined in teasingly.

Only now did Bai Shu have a chance to hold it before him: the longsword was scarred all over, yet still gleamed with lethal cold light; a long blood groove ran the full length of the blade, giving it an aura of heroic might.

In the audience seats, Chu Xiangyue was also present. Unbidden, she recalled that night’s conversation with Lin Yu—she had asked Lin Yu what kind of presence he represented among the new generation.

“Hey, Lu Chen dares to accept my challenge? His courage has grown considerably since before—quite a surprise. At least he’s no longer a waste!” the man said coldly.

Bai Shu was never a man with a hard heart, especially where emotions were concerned—he couldn’t stand idly by while Ye Taoling suffered; so he could only keep betraying that man, deepening his bond with Ye Taoling through tormenting tenderness.

Upon hearing those words clearly, Lu Jingxiu couldn’t help but smile with relief, then settled back onto his bed and resumed meditation.

“The hotel’s car has arrived,” Li Hao glanced at the black Mercedes fleet, then answered his phone.

If they could secure long-term cooperation rights with Limin Pharmaceuticals, the Pei Group’s development across the pharmaceutical industry would face no limits—and might even become a pharmaceutical tycoon.

While Qin Xinyu struggled in the kitchen, Tong Lexi was carried by Xu Mosen into the car—he couldn’t bear to wake her, and he also had his own private motives.