Chapter 468: Creation as the Craftsman, Smuggling Through the Comprehensive Mirror

The length of "Investigation into the Decline of the Scarlet Feather Celestial Aura" was not long.

Zheng Fa quickly finished reading it once. He looked up, glanced at Zhang Shijie, and surprisingly said nothing—instead he picked up the Creation Jade Slip again and began reading.

Zhang Shijie grew even more curious at the sight.

"I didn't expect this disciple to truly give me a pleasant surprise."

After reading the paper once more, Zheng Fa was silent for several breaths before sighing with emotion.

As he spoke, his gaze was somewhat vacant, his mind still echoing—

"No, this one is an adventurer, and also a bearer of the League of Leaders' Medal, and moreover is the prized disciple of Gai Cangtian, Alliance Leader Gai." Shen Yun Suan Yuan explained.

Mo Li followed the direction Wu Xin pointed and saw no "ghostly shadow"—the shadows cast on the white wall by the unknown vegetation beside the house did look somewhat like human figures.

Cloud-Stepping Leap: a first-turn skill, jump height increased by one hundred percent, and while in midair, can jump consecutively five times, with the effects of all five able to stack.

The first to die were the inner-sect elders of the Medical Saint Sect—the sect's most core strength.

After signing contracts with these two villages, the villagers of the two villages immediately came to Spirit Spring Village and began working at the resort construction site.

The most miserable was that glossy-black venomous scorpion—it was slapped onto the ground by Xuan Yan with one palm and had already turned into a puddle of mush.

"Those who want to kill us for the bounty have gathered about enough—it's time to close the net." Xuan Yan grinned and said with a faint smile.

In other words: of the three punches Lu Chen threw, two were certainly feints, and only one was a real strike.

It had to be said, the reason that could make Zhang Yang—that somewhat impulsive hothead—feel deeply wary and ultimately choose to compromise worked astonishingly well when persuading the others.

Qin Hu raised his head to glance at the moon in the sky and sighed. Wang Zhenyu beside him patted his shoulder, which counted as comforting him.

"That news report said—" Before Luo Yi could finish, she heard a beeping sound from the phone. The man had already hung up on her.

The Spring of Restoration condensed more spring water each day, the Feedback Claw could yank out more things each day, the Feral Fang's boost to feral form grew stronger, the Sickle of Balance dealt higher damage to creatures with natural aversion, the Guardian Armor gained stronger protective power—Mu Ying's overall strength had risen another notch.

But at this moment, being stared at by Yi Zhiji, who in that strange tone demanded he call her Shijie, he found he suddenly couldn't bring himself to say it.

As the only son of the Prime Minister's residence, Su Feng—in both appearance and talent—was among the elite of Ling'an City.

Wait, didn't I dispatch the Hundred Riders Bureau Chief Fan Xing to garrison the border? How could he have failed to notice such an important matter?

Fang Xuanling advised sending troops to quell the rebellion, while Changsun Wuji advised employing gentle, conciliatory measures—the two men's suggestions could be said to be entirely different.

That was just something he said off the cuff. He was simply taking advantage of the fact that outsiders had a very one-sided understanding of the divine blood's effects, and was talking at random. Moreover, he decided that anything he couldn't talk his way out of in the future, he would just toss onto the divine blood.

Bai Yiran still wore an affable smile, not feeling uncomfortable because everyone had asked this question.

He instantly felt his eyes and soul had been polluted—all of it was bizarre, sour poetry.

Once this post went up, word had it that an entire Gao Yuan's worth of land had arrived to be planted—land that had been nourished and was fertile—and even the seeds were provided by Mu Ying.

"Xuan'er, what's wrong? It's nothing." Lu Xuan's expression was a bit off. Lu Jianguo felt very uneasy.

Xudong, however, was different from Er Luzhi—he was the type of man who knew how to live frugally and budget carefully, making every copper coin worth the effect of two.

Connecting the dots: since Chai Shao's final request to buy the glass windows was entrusted by Li Er Your Majesty, then the one who bid for this "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" was certainly him too… would he dare ask Li Er Your Majesty for this money?