Chapter 278

When Zheng Fa first saw the secret technique "Yin Yang He," he thought it was absurd—

Zheng Fa briefly summarized its core idea as follows:

Use high-energy radiation to heat certain gases into plasma form.

Constrain the motion of these plasmas using magnetic fields.

Then wait for boom boom boom!

This thing… isn't it just a magnetic confinement nuclear fusion device?

Of course, because

"No problem! Gao Yu, are you going to take action against them? But… I only know partial information about them." Beiye Hongcun agreed.

As soon as they left the hotel, Bai Muxue pulled away from Xiao Ziqian's hand, ignored him entirely, and stormed off in anger.

The bat trembled violently the instant the demonic flame approached, emitting a piercing shriek from within. After the demonic flame slowly dissipated, the bat had vanished, as if completely burned to ashes.

Not long after, news spread from Chengchun Palace that Gao Jieyu could barely eat or drink and was emotionally agitated; both Ji Shen and Empress Gao grew deeply concerned. Empress Gao pressured Ji Shen to visit her frequently and urged Right Consort Ying to be more magnanimous, yet Gao Jieyu remained gloomy nonetheless.

"Oh come on, this is just a routine prenatal checkup—how far along are you? Gender can't be reliably determined until after eighteen weeks!" Zhang Muxing waved off my hand and said to me.

Xiao Ziqian grabbed Bai Muxue's waist firmly, preventing her from wriggling, and clamped his other hand tightly around her neck, giving her no chance to escape.

But now I understand why Wang Rulong opposed me the moment he arrived, yet dared not be too overt.

Wang Hao wiped here and finally stopped, looking at Zhou You with a smug expression—as if asking, as if showing off—but Zhou You bluntly gave him a thumbs-up, after which Zhang Yingwu stepped forward.

Though Nezha and Sun Wukong dominated the Dragon Palace, if you look closely, it seems there's something they dare not cross when trying to truly shake or destroy it.

After scolding for a while, Wu Dama felt thirsty and turned her head to see a line of bicycles approaching down the road—the leader was none other than Lai Mazi, second-in-command of the Detective Squad.

"The Wangquan Sword is a family heirloom of the Wangquan Clan—I will never hand it over to you," Wangquan Baye declared firmly.

Wen Tian had little interest in it; Jue Tian was not only one rank higher than Shuanghan, but its utterly unreasonable sharpness was precisely what he loved, and its subdued color made it perfect for ambushes.

A low voice called out Lin Nuan's name; the audience turned toward the stage in surprise, some even gasped, "No way!"

After landing on the ground, a vast abyss appeared before them. Kicking a pebble down, they heard no echo for a long time.

The cultivators guarding the breach had even stronger auras; Mu Ge estimated they were at least Nascent Soul realm or higher. Every cultivator entering the teleportation array had to surrender a white jade tablet—not spirit stones, as with previous arrays.

The morning sky was stiflingly hot, overcast, and the usual birdcalls were silent—likely scared away by the killing intent here.

"Thank Your Highness for saving my life—I swear I will never act recklessly and ruin Your Highness's plans!" Jing Lei struggled to control his fear, his mind numb and utterly at a loss.

Standing by the open window, Xia Hou gazed toward the battle and, using the Imperial Artifact, saw a flag planted there—the Mo Tie Mercenary Company.

"No wonder you changed my proposal from live stream to recording—you were afraid of glitches and wanted to edit it, right!" Sheng Lao joked freely with Director Song.

Yin Yumo looked displeased, but she knew Mu Yihan would keep his word—in fact, Yin Yuxin and Luo Jiayang had already returned; no matter how worried she was, it was useless.

When the bear was only three meters from Sun Wukong, to the audience, it seemed to have nearly stopped moving.

Sun Wukong could no longer move. All his strength was spent resisting the pressure imposed by the Constellation Realm.

"What if we collaborate with the Mage Guild once to trace the roots of this faction?" the Grand Mage probed.

More than a dozen snow wolves posed no real threat, yet they didn't know what to do.

This nightgown was exceptionally sensual—or rather, any garment on Liu Yixue's figure looked especially sensual, given that her physique was truly flawless.

Yu Chi Hong's eyes softened with a smile—not strange, but warm like winter sunshine.

"Has the metal artifact been restored?" Qiao Yan remembered the melted metal liquid and went specifically to ask Yu Chi Hong in the squad leader's office.

"It's nothing, nothing—just stayed up all night, a bit tired. I'll sleep it off soon," Eva whispered soothingly.

Zhao Zhen had always thought that if he voiced his idea of reinstating Fan Zhongyan as chancellor, the first to oppose him would be Chen Zhizhong. But now Chen Zhizhong recommended Fan Zhongyan—could Zhao Zhen not be surprised?

"Whoa!" Hua Junyu's face flushed crimson; she stamped her foot and pouted, "Sir, what are you saying? I didn't! We're not even married—I still have self-respect. He respects me." As she spoke, a shy, sweet smile appeared on her face.

Even though the Wufeng Gun was excellent, it was still a matchlock rifle—loading took time. Before the Qi Army's Mandarin Duck Formation charged in, the Japanese warriors had only fired two volleys before being plunged into brutal hand-to-hand combat.

After returning home, Ling Xin went to her room and did not immediately lie down on the bed as usual, roll around, tire herself out, then fall asleep.