Chapter 1: Seas Change into Mulberry Fields, Developing the Sea Regions

Putting away the Jade Tablet of Creation, Zheng Fa turned to the two elders and asked:

"Master, do you believe the words of the Demon Ancestor are trustworthy?"

Not knowing Sect Master Yan's intentions, he naturally harbored a third of caution.

Elder Yuan and Shijie Zhang exchanged a glance, remaining silent, unsure how to decide.

Shijie Zhang brought out the Flying Immortal Brush, drew the Primordial Eight Trigrams Diagram, and after three breaths nodded, saying: "Calculating only for Sect Master Yan, the credibility of these words is seventy percent."

That's right!

"Official, you staring at me like this, I can't poop!" Suddenly, the voice of a refugee came from the latrine. The two soldiers also halted their steps, for two figures walked out of the latrine; though their features were indistinct, one could faintly discern they wore military uniforms.

Ye Xi approached the table and selected a longbow; its body was forged from black iron, coated with gilding, and its string made from fine rhinoceros tendon, truly a superior bow.

Upon hearing these words, he completely disbelieved them. "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I will never betray my master," he cried out in great alarm.

Guangxu's face turned pale; that such a massive matter had occurred without his knowledge meant, without guessing, it was the handiwork of that nominal "Dear Father."

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival one month later, Su Miaojing went to Yue Wang Fu early in the morning; after a month of her treatment, he had fully recovered, and today she came merely to re-examine him.

Lai Meiren had been kneeling outside the hall the whole time; thinking it was because of her, she feared the Emperor would punish her, and suddenly images of beheading, confiscating family assets, and being cast into the Cold Palace flooded her mind, frightening her so much that her whole body trembled, and she could not even hold the handkerchief steady to wipe her tears.

Some people's bearing is truly like the ice and snow atop a mountain peak; once melted, it becomes the purest flowing water in this world, following its destined course. Even if you watch with admiration and envy, reaching out your hand is like trying to grasp sand slipping through your fingers—it cannot be held.

Gazing at the changes around them, Dugima Saezi, who occasionally heard Wang Chen speak a few words, wore a look of horror in her eyes; involuntarily she moved closer to Wang Chen, and then was gently embraced by him.

Yang Xu summoned Zhao He, gave him low-voiced instructions, and being not entirely at ease, repeated the admonitions several times; Zhao He, now familiar with the entire process, took five family members and hurriedly rushed back to Zhao Family Village.

"Reporting to the General, the river ahead has long been contaminated by corpses; the stench is overwhelming, and the water is undrinkable!" An Bang said while performing a salute.

Strangely, however, the Emperor, who was exceedingly filial to his mother, never proposed this; instead, he issued an edict to bury the Empress Dowager's remains in the Pagoda Forest of Jishi Temple.

The Prince of Ji had foolishly made Leng Yiqing into a powerful enemy; given his current strength, he would likely find it difficult to cope for some time, and thus would inevitably rely on and depend upon Zheng Yong even more. In this way, Zheng Yong would have the opportunity to set a trap, forcing the Prince of Ji step by step into a perilous situation until he was placed in a position of certain death.

"Rest assured, I am just going to collect a debt, not to fight," Lin Huan said to comfort them a few words; then the three sat in the living room and chatted for a while before each returning to their rooms to rest.

Before the chief steward could finish speaking, the plane jolted, and the fat man, who had just been brimming with imposing manner, smashed his nose directly against the door panel. The pain brought tears to his eyes.

Speaking of which, the Song family has now basically fallen into Fang Chen's hands, and since the Song family had previously swallowed the Liang family, naturally everything of the Liang family is now also in Fang Chen's grasp.

"Regarding this matter, Sixth Brother, rest assured; I order the Crown Prince to personally handle it!" Yang Mingkun shifted his gaze to the Crown Prince and made this promise to Yang Yue.

The captain of the Sky Wind Team was a young man with a rather mature appearance, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses; his name was Zhang Zhiqian.

After releasing his own aura, Zhang Tiancheng stood immovable as a pine in place, staring directly at Lin Huan and Shen Jiayi; he did not move, did not speak, but only looked coldly at the two.

However, whether this method would work depended on heaven's will; if this method could succeed, he was confident of securing first place.