Chapter 285: Microscopic World, Nine Mountains Paradise

"This… I can't make anything out of it either."

Gazing at the Xuan Lei Stone beneath the Microscopic Array, Uncle-Master Pang frowned and said.

That wasn't strange.

The Microscopic Array was no more precise than the *Void-Piercing Spirit Eye*, so relying on the array alone, the three of them hadn't been able to discover anything new.

Zheng Fa said nothing, only a silver gleam rising in his eyes — he had long known the Microscopic Array's limits; this attempt was merely to see whether the array could be used in combination with the *Void-Piercing Spirit Eye*.

But he hadn't expected Zhong Qing to be so resolute this time; he had his own pride, and being able to do things to this extent — he too had his pride.

Jing Yunxin craned her neck but couldn't see clearly where Gu Ruoyu was pointing, so she moved a few steps forward, her body pressed tight against the edge of the desk.

The two of them refused stiffly; once ashore, we saw a Jinbei minivan waiting nearby — the car had been prepared by Old Cai.

Stepping out of Wang Xian 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, and Yang Qing felt not the slightest trace of drowsiness now. The encouraging words Xuan Zong had just spoken still lingered in his ears, still rippling and swirling within his heart.

"Sister Qiao, the moment you get out of the car you want to eat — aren't you afraid you'll get so fat you won't fit on camera?" Hearing her muttering, Yan Si turned his head back, his peach-blossom eyes narrowed in a mischievous grin as he spoke.

The aura emanating from those people felt very familiar to me — they must be the fellows like the pseudo-Arhats I had seen before falling asleep.

Her ears were still buzzing; her nose and throat burned with pain, and she kept coughing, occasionally spitting out a mouthful or two of water. She figured her current appearance must be as wretched as wretched could be.

Seeing that he was about my age, I made small talk with him off and on. From the conversation I could tell he was on good terms with He Zhengyang, and I could also sense his awe of He Zhengyang. Presumably He Zhengyang had helped him quite a bit.

Letting a child discover their own shortcomings and imperfections is not a bad thing — you must let the child know you won't be with her for a lifetime. Zhong Qing placed too much weight on these two children, heavier than everything else she had.

Seeing that Yin Xiu could still talk so smoothly, that man took an even greater liking to him, gave his shoulder a pat, and left.

"Get up!" Yao Kai had no way to lose his temper at her, so he took his anger out on Old Shopkeeper Yao — cursing as he hurriedly cupped her hands and brought them before his eyes for a close look. Fortunately, the wound hadn't split open again, though it was still badly swollen.

"The Crown Prince and Crown Princess — that is, on the night they say my father and mother met their misfortune — the Crown Princess was already six months pregnant. Everyone outside believed that when she died, it was two lives at once, but that wasn't so. When the palace coup happened, she had already been unsettled in mind and had disturbed the fetal energy, causing her to go into labor early.

Gentle Sister-jie and Young Master Mo Chuan were both stunned by what had just happened before their eyes — they hadn't seen at all how Di Mei had struck; the patrol team members were already rolling on the ground in agony.

"Golden Sword Realm!" Jin Shique gave a low cry, and with a beckoning motion of both hands, the Golden Sword Pagoda dissolved in the void, transforming into countless rolling golden sword domains that encompassed a radius of tens of thousands of li. Within those tens of thousands of li, the power of the Buddhist grand formation was continuously pushed outward and expelled.

If it weren't for her recalling past affection and taking Yin Xiangxiang back from Shan Qi, how would the Empress Dowager have met with this misfortune?

Seeing so handsome and dignified a Yuan Hongde, Yu Lian was momentarily dazed, actually forgetting to offer greetings; her mind buzzed with the thought of whether General Yuan was better-looking, or whether Young Master Lu was better-looking.

"And what I'm doing now is nothing more than experiencing another identity, gaining an extra measure of life's insights, that's all." Chen Yuan's tone was full of sighs.

"Can't sleep. Just now Comrade Wang Feng said that Wang Tianmu is brewing some big operation, and he senses something's not right — the Military Statistics Shanghai District personnel are also somewhat complicated." Zhao Shouyi replied.