Chapter 146: Lin Mo

The next day, at the third watch of the noon.

After Lin Mo had drained his true qi countless times, the Senior Brother of the Dan Sect finally stopped, looking at him:

"Not bad. With this, Brother Lin's flame control has barely entered the threshold."

Lin Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, panting, beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, his face even paler than yesterday, his lips twitching:

"Is this just the threshold?"

Though the process was excruciating, he had been relentlessly pushed by the Senior Brother

He was chased but did not flee; instead, after evading pursuit, he came to this Emperor Body site, hoping to shake it.

The speaker was around twenty, slumped lazily in a rocking chair; dim light fell on his face, his drunken eyes appearing even more hazy, like autumn waters reflecting light. Perhaps due to years spent underground, his skin was very pale, yet not lifeless—instead, flushed slightly from alcohol.

"That's good." Although Shi Hun was also Mo Qingxue's contract partner, unlike Linglong, who shared a soul as a contract beast, he could only vaguely sense it, not truly perceive it.

Originally, Shuiyu hadn't given this matter any thought—it only came back to mind after Yu returned and asked about the ghost ship.

Qiang Yaotian's cultivation was sealed; in this clash, she was left helpless, unable to move at all.

"Say what you need to say," Bai Mingyu said, his heart in turmoil, fearing something had happened to Xia Wanning.

Wu Yuxin didn't even know what was happening before she was involuntarily flung into Bo Tian's arms.

Ximi heard the words "rest," "trade," and others, but she didn't deliberately listen, instead lowering her head to play with the ring on her finger.

"Hmph! Pretty words are empty. Right now, just tell me—how are you going to deal with that bitch Nati?" Kurtis said coldly.

Watching the two leave, the elder turned again toward Mo Qingxue and caught her instantly defeating another opponent with a single move.

Bai Manwei was dazed and flushed, her eyes glazed, when suddenly she felt something press between her thighs.

Guoluo Yinglan said: "But I'm not yet clean. Even if you don't go to the Principal Consort, you must summon a concubine to serve you. Whether it's the Principal Consort or one of those little ladies—it makes no difference to you." As she spoke, Guoluo's expression darkened.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong, heavy with child, had been excused from morning greetings, so she didn't have to face that old woman's sour face.

He had no choice. To protect his fellow villagers, to let Shengsheng wander and play peacefully on the mountain, he had no option but to become a bandit himself.

Shapurun's single eye was bloodshot, revealing the elder's genuine love for his people—but his words only made May's defense seem even more feeble.

"Pfft!" Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing. She knew it would happen like this! She knew her son's temperament better than anyone.

Lubi didn't expect the camel-deer's large eyes to flicker with a distinctly human emotion—it looked at Lubi as if he were an idiot, then turned and began leading the way.

The outside world grew noisy, the music fading; Fang Ruohua closed her eyes, raised her hand, and leapt upward. Wind whipped, waves rolled, water splashed cool and crisp—she instantly felt her body light and ethereal, her five organs and six viscera's spiritual energy surging to life.

The Crown Princess hesitated for a long while: "Hmm… it is indeed excessive." After all, the child's studies are paramount.

Lubi knew this brief exchange had dealt a heavy blow to Moyuna's psyche. He wrapped his arms around Moyuna's limp body, letting her lean on him—otherwise, she might not have had the strength to stand.

In short, after sending off his two cheap sons to school, Qieqi had his own matters to attend to.

The Prince's noon banquet ended only at the Shen hour; though both envoys wore smiles, everyone sensed their smiles were hollow. The Prince, however, wore a face of profound sorrow, clutching Liang Shicheng's sleeve and refusing to let go, his attachment beyond words.