Chapter 74: Arrangements, Mu You's Captivity, the Right to the Second Immortal Art (Chapter Two, Three Thousand Words)

The Du Li Shi Kong dissipated.

The seven great immortal spirits overlapped, and the resonance of all spirits of Mountain-Sea rang out across ten thousand directions.

"The Mountain-Sea Absolute Contest has ended. The victor is Seven Dao Child Chen Daoxuan."

At this moment, atop this mountain peak, the many Sequences and Elders who had observed and witnessed, as well as the Mountain-Sea Primogenitors and various Dao Children who had cast their will and gaze, were all, beyond their shock, slightly bewildered.

Originally, a once-in-eternity Mountain-Sea Absolute Contest, in the eyes of these observers and witnesses

But now was not the time to think about this question; besides, this question was not his turn to consider.

Every single instant was the edge of life and death—one wrong choice, one wrong step, or failing to seize the initiative first.

Inside there was immediately a burst of chaotic sounds; I guessed Tiantian-jie was startled by the content of my words.

I dialed He Tiantian's number, but her line was always busy, as if she were chatting on the phone with someone.

The remaining two pounds of cannons were hurriedly pulled back to Chizhou by Chen Hanlin and redeployed near the city walls in the three directions of North Mountain, West Mountain, and the minefield. As for the more than four thousand troops, apart from the thousand Tartar cavalry attacking Gusi's territory from afar, the remaining infantry were temporarily stationed at Desheng Guard.

"Calling you Grandpa might still be a bit difficult—try calling him Grandma!" Beside her, Zhou Mengyu was also grinning from ear to ear, using her somewhat awkward Mandarin to coax the properly-rooted, red-blooded mainland grandson in her arms.

"Our Boyar! Cavalry, charge!" Cavalry commander Aleksandrov raised his banner high, having the Boyar and his retainers prepare to smash through that thin enemy line in one wave.

Returning to the interview, Prada chatted with Murphy for a long time, both praising him endlessly and asking about Murphy's future development plans.

"I don't know—short, maybe a little over a week; longer, about half a month to twenty days or so," Chen Beiming answered.

"I'm not leaving. Let go of Brother Pao." Su Xiaoxuan's stubborn temper flared up too, and she stretched out both hands, blocking my way.

This day was merely the first day of registration; most people had not yet received the news, and the number of people coming to register was not large, so the crowd did not wait too long. Dongfang Xiao could only secretly pray that the mission's location would not be too far from his own family, otherwise he would have to spend more days on the road.

Zhou Bingran frowned tightly, looked at the phone, finally tucked it into his pocket, and lowered his head in thought.

To verify Tao Zhuohua's words, Fuling also bent over and lifted up her own emerald-green sleeveless jacket, displaying the name embroidered on the moon-white lining to everyone present. He Ping, Li Nanny, and the others saw it clearly.

"What's going on?" Zhang Haotian walked toward Mo Yi while wanting to know how Mo Yi would explain this matter.

He called out to Gao Nanny and asked with a smile, "It is nearly evening now—why are you not in the Imperial Garden, and have returned instead to Chang'an Palace?" Although Gao Nanny was nominally the head nanny of Chang'an Palace, she stayed in the Imperial Garden seven or eight days out of ten, and He Zikan had long been accustomed to it.

"Dad?" He Chuan immediately cried out involuntarily; he had never imagined that Zhou Xiaoling's father would appear here.

"I think it makes sense. Since that is your past life and still very much wants to help you, he will definitely accept you and come out to see you." Zhou Yingying also felt this matter could work. After all, this was the solution Mo Yi had proposed from the start, and it was also the solution everyone felt held great hope.

He glanced around, suddenly remembering that Jinghe loved the food at this Yanxi Residence. It would be better to bring some dishes back for Jinghe along the way, so he clapped his hands and called a waiter in to bring the menu. Just as he was looking at the menu, another running waiter led Xu Zhaokuan to the private room.

When they first met, Jinghe's relationship with Sui Nian'e was not particularly good—even far less close than with Yao Ling'er.

Even after they later learned that Zhu Minghao was a debauched wastrel, they still persuaded themselves, and persuaded Yiru, that with Zhu Minghao's family background, it was normal for him to be more playful before marriage, and that perhaps he would settle down after the wedding.