Chapter 199: Wang Yulou Establishes Foundation

The mansion of Xihai Long Hu is located in Nanfucheng.

In a certain sense, he was attempting to set an example.

Of course, Xihai Long Hu was ultimately a disciple of Shenguang Sect, so his example meant little to others.

Shenguang had already taken Dongfucheng; now it was pushing to seize Nanfucheng despite pressure from the Xian Alliance, and many doubted its success.

But under Master Mangxiang's edict, low-level cultivators across the Hongdengzhao territory began flooding into Xihai.

Meanwhile, the battles between Jiangxia and Jiaozhou had reached a stalemate—both sides suffered losses, yet neither had captured the other.

Qin Yang hesitated for a second, then calmly recounted the trouble Han Qingqing's family had encountered.

"Are you raising ghosts?" Li Sanye asked bluntly, his gaze solemn as he fixed it on Chen Hao.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged opposite Xia Feng, no pretense, speaking with a sigh.

All eyes in the room followed Wei Chuan as he approached Hu Yu with a solemn expression, leaning down to whisper.

Learning theft techniques from Leng Xiao was a recent decision—he had been ordered by the Dragon King to steal something in England, and Qin Yang figured Leng Xiao's miraculous theft skills might prove useful.

Early the next morning, the news that Xia Feng's group of ten had successfully crossed into the Dao Realm and Wu Realm spread like wildfire throughout the Eastern cultivation world.

This Cultivation Method was a forbidden one, converting the body's blood qi into internal force; moreover, it was incomplete—it drained not only blood qi but also life force. Blood qi could be replenished, but life force was the root; once lost, it could not be restored.

The Prince Ji, who usually wore his emotions plainly, had uncommonly hidden his joy or sorrow—clearly, he was truly disheartened.

In stillness, thought stirs. Since things were already this way, why not go out and enjoy the time?

Qin Lingyun raised her hand; the black Huang Quan spun above her palm, absorbing the souls of all three demonic beings.

Lin Yuzhen said sharply: "How do you know? You can know a person's face but not their heart. He treats me this way now—what about the future?" In her view, Lu Jian owed everything he had to her; he should be endlessly grateful, obey her completely, and dare not defy her even slightly—or else he was ungrateful and treacherous.

No art. No strategy. No screams. No blood. But there was power—absolute power.

The lid of the Seven-Star Yangfire Cauldron slowly rose; Qin Lingyun tapped her finger, and the herbs flew into the cauldron, their impurities burning away under the flames.

Suddenly, a palace attendant announced: "The Prince has arrived." Next, Prince Kang entered with several sons, strides commanding as a dragon's, his eyes slightly red as he looked at Empress Zhu on the bed, then knelt to pay homage. Prince Kang Shizi and Zhang Yizheng and others quickly followed suit.

Though Qin Lingyun did not instigate this battle, it still established her authority—so any illusion that she was weak would now be revealed as false.

Tao Shi said: "I have something on my mind—how can I sleep? Come in, all of you. Since all three siblings are here, I have something to tell you."

In fact, Qin Lingyun felt the Yellow River Reincarnation Scripture's power surpassed the Ice Jade True Demon Scripture; this Cultivation Method was unlike any ordinary technique—the Yellow River Force it generated was extreme yin energy.

Chu Haoge picked up the fallen letter, read it carefully, and turned pale—the Young Master had been attacked by a demon! The letter gave only a brief account, with no details; the writer was likely not him himself, but his wife, Lin Wan'er.

"You say Zhu Zi won't like this place and plans to stay permanently? I don't like it either—mosquitoes and bugs are flying everywhere, driving me crazy." Lü Wu, dressed as a guard, complained bitterly. If she'd known it would be this awful, she never would've eagerly come along—now, regret was useless.