Chapter 285: The Microscopic World, Jiushan Paradise

"This doesn't reveal anything at all."

Looking at the Xuanlei Stone under the Microscopic Array, Master Pang frowned.

That's not surprising.

The Microscopic Array isn't more precise than the Void-Spirit Eye, so even with it, the three of them found nothing new.

Zheng Fa said nothing, but his eyes glowed with silver light—he long knew the Microscopic Array's limits; this attempt was merely to see if it could be combined with the Void-Spirit Eye.

But he never expected Zhong Qing to be so absolute; he had his own pride too, and to have reached this point, he had his own pride.

Jing Yunxin leaned forward but couldn't see clearly; Gu Ruoyu had said where, so she took a few more steps, pressing her body against the edge of the desk.

They both refused bluntly; when we reached shore, we saw a Jinbei van waiting nearby—it had been prepared by Lao Cai.

After leaving Wangxian Gate, Yang Qing unconsciously rubbed the jade pendant in his hand, his heart surging with excitement. Though he hadn't slept all night, the results were remarkable; he felt no sleepiness at all. The words of encouragement from the Xuan Sect still echoed in his ears, reverberating within him.

"Little Qiao, you're eating right after getting out of the car—don't you worry you'll get too fat to appear on camera?" Hearing her mutter, Yan Si turned back, his peach-blossom eyes narrowing with a mischievous grin.

The aura radiating from those people felt familiar—I'd seen it before, during my slumber, from those pseudo-Arhat-like beings.

Her ears still rang, her nose and throat burned painfully, she kept coughing, occasionally spitting out two mouthfuls of water; she imagined her current state must be utterly miserable.

I judged his age to be similar to mine, so I chatted with him casually; from the conversation, I could tell he was close to He Zhengyang and sensed his deep reverence for him. He must have received considerable help from He Zhengyang.

It's not bad for a child to recognize her own flaws and imperfections—you must let her know you won't be with her for life. Zhong Qing values these two children too much, more than everything else she has.

The man, impressed by Yin Xiu's eloquence, liked him even more; he patted his shoulder and left.

"Get up!" Yao Kai couldn't vent his anger at her, so he took it out on Old Yao the Shopkeeper, scolding as he hurriedly lifted her hands to his eyes for inspection. Fortunately, the wounds hadn't reopened, though they remained swollen and red.

"On the night the Crown Prince and Crown Princess—whom they call my father and mother—were killed, the Crown Princess was already six months pregnant. Everyone assumed she died with two lives lost, but that's not true. When the palace coup occurred, her agitation caused her to miscarry prematurely."

Wenrou and Mo Shaochuan were stunned by what they saw; they hadn't even seen how Di Mei moved—yet the patrol officers were already rolling on the ground.

"Jin Ji Sword Realm!" Jin Shique muttered sharply, gesturing with both hands; the Jin Ji Sword Tower dissolved into the void, splitting into countless rolling golden sword domains that spanned tens of thousands of li, steadily pushing and repelling the Buddhist formation's power outward.

If the Empress Dowager hadn't taken pity on past ties and brought Yin Xiangxiang back from Shanqi, how could she have suffered this misfortune?

Yu Lian, seeing Yuan Hongde's tall, elegant, and dignified bearing, was momentarily stunned and forgot to bow; her mind buzzed with the thought: which was more handsome—General Yuan or Lord Lu?

"What I'm doing now is merely to experience another identity, to gain another kind of life insight," Chen Yuan said, his tone heavy with sighs.

"Can't sleep. Just now, Comrade Wang Feng said Wang Tianmu is planning a major operation—he feels something's off, and the Shanghai branch of the Military Intelligence Bureau is getting complicated," Zhao Shouyi replied.