Chapter 154: The Seven Treasures Pavilion

【Water Attribute Art (Foundation Establishment·Initial)】: 0/3000

The interface for 【Fire Attribute Art】 was nearly identical, as if carved from the same mold.

After a moment's thought, Lin Mo decided to set aside 【Water Attribute Art】 for now and first cultivate the water elixirs before him.

He lifted his hand slightly, and the elixirs once again slipped into his abdomen as his cultivation technique resumed.

【Ding! You have ingested 10 Water Elixirs (Yellow-grade Spiritual Item), currently being cultivated…】

Chi Zheng was still sulking when he heard this; before he could react, it wasn't until much later, after he'd gone into the bathroom, that she finally understood what "family tradition" meant.

Her room consisted of two chambers, separated by a screen; the outer chamber served as her daytime living space, while the inner chamber held her bed.

But there was no choice—since she had signed up for the recording, the director held absolute authority during this period; everyone had signed contracts, even Xiao Yichen could not break them, so he had no choice but to obey.

Yi Qu was pondering how to store it as a box—even if the weight remained the same, organizing it neatly made it easier to carry.

Next, Su Wushuang went with his father to the hospital to see Yan Xiyue; fortunately, his life was not in danger, and after resting nearly a month, he was discharged. His grandfather also received legal punishment.

General Chen was a man of the military, possessing a ruthless decisiveness; upon hearing his words, everyone fell silent and gathered as General Chen ordered.

Su Wushuang looked over, saw the food on her table, and watched the waiters repeatedly come to clear it away—yet she kept running to the neighboring table to pick more food. He covered his face, feeling an urge to leave immediately and not want to know her at all.

Only then did Su Wushuang realize this wasn't her own money—it belonged to the company; she couldn't just spend and have a card transferred over.

They often trained with whistles in the middle of the night, so under such a beautiful night, the moonlit lake felt strangely different.

Ji Yuanhua and his assistant sat behind Xia Yuntong; they watched the entire scene without speaking, but when their gazes landed on Xia Yuntong, there was something unusual in their eyes—clearly, they believed she was deliberately acting affectionate with Ye Moxing on the show to oppose Xiao Yichen and gain attention and controversy.

Yan Jingxuan thought it wasn't "nine times out of ten"—it was completely different; the returned soul was not the original one.

Cang Ran felt that while her body had adapted to modern society, her mind remained deeply influenced by her past.

Though the Emperor's edict only declared that Consort Zheng of the harem had been stripped of her title for grave disrespect, how could so many witnesses present during the palace search not know it was due to Left Lady Zhao? Whispers reached Yonghe Palace, and these days, He felt deeply sorrowful.

Seeing he still refused to admit it, Jun Wushuang could not bring herself to voice her thoughts, so she cried even harder.

Gao Shi was naturally timid, and over the years, due to Empress Feng's disdain for her, she had become even more cautious and silent in the palace. Upon hearing Yuan Yu's words, she was inwardly fearful and dared not respond.

"Roar…" No sooner had Ye Qianshuang finished speaking than the black beast roared in fury, reverting to its true form and slapping her to the ground with one claw.

Yang Weifeng thought: Su Luo defended Xiao Se so fiercely, even risking his life for him—if I do anything else, Luoluo will surely be angry.

She was the Grand Empress Dowager who held absolute power for fifteen years, the Queen of All Empresses who presided over court from behind the silk curtain, the one seated upon the Dragon Throne, calmly accepting the homage of all officials.

The three of them were clearly "physical laborers"; as for "intelligence," they were utterly crushed by their parents—unfortunately, I hadn't realized this at the time.

I drank a lot of wine and felt slightly dizzy; before the moon-viewing ended, I returned to my courtyard and collapsed on the bed—the last thing I saw was Gu Lanzhou's gentle profile as he gazed at the night sky.

Su Fan's heart sank—he strongly suspected that the powerful figures now detectable in his perception were not even all the top experts inside Xichun Tower.