Chapter 84: Explosion, Fate Is Not Kind to This Mother (Tenth Update, I

Chen Lu’s four optional exam topics were Rapid Flow Art, Water Ring Art, Poison Mist Art, and Fire Absorption Art.

She excelled at crafting Rapid Flow Art and Poison Mist Art.

The former was an offensive water-based spell, the latter an auxiliary water-based spell for control and disruption.

Of these two, she crafted the former to earn spirit stones, and the latter exclusively for Wang Shizi cultivators—and it was never enough.

The requirements for crafting Rapid Flow Talismans were relatively low, and the materials used were comparatively cheap.

“Sister Li, are you serious?” Hua Xue could not believe Zhu Yi would do such a thing—it was downright despicable. Hua Xue might be unschooled in the world, but she wasn’t foolish; once she connected the dots, she could guess the general truth.

Everyone knew what Zhu Ze’s lawful wife was like! How could she possibly allow Zhu Ze to take a concubine-wife?

Tang Ning was truly furious now. She never imagined some people could be so shameless, conjuring up such bizarre excuses.

Ye Tian sighed, then wandered through Zhonghua City. Once Huashan Guild became one of the rebel forces, Zhonghua City would inevitably become their base—and many NPCs would likely refuse to stay.

She didn’t know what she could say now. Even though Emperor Chengzhen couldn’t hear anything at this moment, she still dared not speak a word before him. She had mustered the courage to do the very thing she shouldn’t have done—but now, seeing Emperor Chengzhen’s face suddenly aged, she couldn’t utter a single syllable.

He assumed that right at the city gate, Changshan, Xiao Long, and the others—even if they were bold enough—wouldn’t dare engage in PK there, because once PK started, players had to keep moving, and if they ran near the two guards at the gate, they’d be arrested and thrown in prison.

Upon hearing this question, Zuo Junzhong frowned, thinking: Could it be they’re shifting focus back to Zuo Liang again?

Ye Tian walked against the stream of people pouring out of the mine tunnel, heading toward the entrance. Though the mine had multiple entrances, each one was crowded with players emerging—making it clear how vast the interior must be. He even maliciously wondered whether the entire mountain had already been hollowed out.

He couldn’t remember when he first formed this idea, but since half a year ago, he had already begun acting on it.

The area behind the back wall had been fenced off. The original house still stood, but had been vacant for years.

“You’ve schemed for years within the academy—what exactly are you trying to accomplish!” Kadi screamed hoarsely.

“Yan Xin fought with his injured younger brother. Whether Ji’er’s account is true or not, he was wounded—he’s your brother. What kind of elder brother are you?” Emperor Jia’an rebuked. In front of so many people, the emperor’s words amounted to accusing Yan Xin of lacking benevolence and fraternal affection.

He deliberately obstructed He Yuanjin, causing Yan Wei to suppress his anger, which would eventually lead to the destruction of Liu Siniang.

“What’s very fitting?” Ling Caimei removed her mask and examined it. The mask appeared silver, yet felt comfortable and snug against her face—lightweight and resilient. She didn’t know what material it was forged from. It wasn’t an ordinary mask; it was a rare artifact.

Ling Caimei certainly didn’t believe this was his real reason, but since he was in the mood to joke, it proved her argument had convinced the Crown Prince.

The reincarnation power channeled through Lin Chen’s blade generated an aura that could only be matched in a stalemate by the Moon Emperor Demon Lord—neither could overpower the other.

The Arabs currently seeking independence or autonomy were primarily tribes from Western Asia, slowly spreading toward East Africa, effectively rebelling against both Persian and Roman rule.

He spoke with passionate fervor, then suddenly tossed the question to Zhang Tingsheng. The others, though startled, weren’t surprised—they turned questioning glances toward Zhang Tingsheng, since he had always been the one advocating for the Crown Prince to stay.