Chapter 117: Years of Hard Work, Yet Less Than You in One Night

The chill in his words, his coldness, made Gu Xiaobei afraid, filling her with an inexplicable shiver.

Niwu blew the Imperial Artifact military music, dreaming of freely manipulating the audience’s emotions; though it could not fully control the emotions of Imperial Artifact users, it could still influence and stir them to some extent—such as inciting anger, especially when the users did not resist fully.

In the end, the two returned to the dining hall, ate some breakfast, rested for fifteen minutes, then gathered everyone to begin filming.

“It must have grown stronger over time before finally breaking the array. The person who set up the array at the time should have been capable of killing it, at the very least severely injuring it so it couldn’t grow, let alone break the seal—but they didn’t do that, instead merely sealing it?” Liu Mengli was deeply puzzled.

“There’s no other choice.” Kangxi had heard of Esdes’s invincible strength—immune to blades and bullets, impervious to cannons, a monster that simply couldn’t be killed.

“He’s left me speechless. Now I feel like if I don’t join you—or if I join and then betray you—it would be an unforgivable sin, so heinous that even my parents would rise up to kill me as an unfilial son,” Andrew Bartholomew said, shrugging.

As Xu Zhe finished speaking, before Anan’s horrified gaze, a massive mechanical beast appeared in his field of vision.

Even in this situation, Zhang Yi nearly laughed out loud; most people around didn’t know the reference, but those from Huaxia all did, and none could help but burst into laughter.

“Again!” Baozi spoke simply—he didn’t believe in Lin Xifan’s strength, so he chose to try once more.

Without the protection of the Ghost Mask Blue Armor, she was like a jelly exposed on a pile of rubble—any slight impact could shatter her at any moment.

Feeling the dangerous aura emanating from Heida, Chen Xi’s heart gave a slight jump.

A cold voice, brimming with unhidden killing intent, swept down from the second floor, and instantly the temperature there plummeted.

“So he took Haman and his troops to attack the Miao and seize grain—does that mean he plans to ambush Haman halfway and seize his men to make a comeback?” Deng Zilong speculated on Ha Zhu’s intentions in taking Haman.

Baiyin smiled, his gaze sweeping across two of the nine disciples—clearly, the two he favored were precisely those he was now looking at.

At this moment, Su Linglong, after a moment of triumph, was doused with cold water, her face flushed with anger and humiliation.

“You’re right, but it might just be for safety—they must have suspicions or possess substantial information. Still, the reward for this mission is generous, and serving the nation involves collective honor—it’s purely beneficial for us,” Yuan Tianbao analyzed.

Indeed, reputation is never undeserved. Fortunately, he hadn’t underestimated Li Yunfeng just because Li Yunfeng didn’t look like a skilled fighter—otherwise, he might already be facing Yan Wang.

After reaching Qi Refining sixth layer, high-grade attack and defense talismans were unlocked; with these protective items, even without unleashing Foundation Establishment power, facing Qi Refining seventh layer shouldn’t be a problem.

This can’t be real, this can’t be real—did something go wrong? This isn’t at all what I originally thought—did something go wrong?

Of course, there were even more miserable cases—some might sit all day without being able to capture the scene, and would have to abandon their contemplation.

No matter what he thought inside, he still knew he couldn’t change Xia Chun’s mind.

“We can’t stay here—we still need to hurry to Youming Manor. If we miss the Martial Arts Gathering, then…” Long Yuqi glanced at Gu Xiao beside him with a sinister look.

“Enough! Bai Ruoqi, you’ve gone mad!” The Crown Prince lunged forward, blocking before Huang Yue Li.

The jailer quickly opened the door. Gu Xiao ignored everyone, lowering his head and walking in. Inside, it was pitch black; after a while, he could make out the shapes—and saw the person inside.

The male disciples, hearing Mu Lingsha directly call their palace master by name, finally realized Mu Lingsha’s status was extraordinary.

“Enough. Out of sight, out of mind—but sometimes, loving the house extends to loving the crow. His matters are my matters, so I must get involved!” Tian Yu said solemnly.

Xiahou Hongyi saw Elder Liu let Su Mo go without punishment, his body trembling with rage, pointing furiously at Su Moliang—but powerless to act.

“It’s my fault, Momo. I’ll never drag you down again!” she vowed earnestly.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhongli arrived at Guo Zixing’s residence in Hezhou—which was, in fact, Zhu Yuanzhang’s former house. Since Guo Zixing came, Zhu Yuanzhang had moved into the military camp.

After finding the location described by Miao Cuicui, she looked up and indeed saw the three golden characters: Qingya Zhai.

She parked the car in the lot, stood before Durham Cathedral, and gazed at the building with its strong Norman style, hesitating slightly.

Naturally, the master couldn’t be allowed to suffer further mistreatment. The side concubine was the prince’s favorite, in charge of the entire household; if the master clashed with her, he’d surely get no good outcome.

“So what brings you here?” Nan Li replied while watering the herbs, utterly unconcerned about Song Qingqing’s purpose.

Countless such farces had erupted across the nation; the flood of technology had already begun to turn, and once it accumulated enough momentum, even the strongest capital could not block this tide.