Chapter 727: Unease

Liang Chongyi, staying in the Poyang Lake water fortress training the navy day and night, had been having a rough time lately, because the new Vice Military Commissioner Yao Lingyan was truly a bastard.

Liang Chongyi said that since the lake water didn't freeze in winter, it was the perfect time to rest and recuperate, and to wait until after spring arrived next year to fight.

But Yao Lingyan said that opportunity knocks but once, and they should take advantage of the Bianzhou army's recent defeat to quickly capture Xunyang.

Liang Chongyi said that the territory they currently held had gone from one water fortress to two water fortresses and one—

Actually, after Nuannuan signed, the resources she received from Xianyin Entertainment were limited; the only thing that gave her any buzz was shipping a CP with Luo Ang. To call this cultivation would make people laugh their heads off.

After all, the most important thing for Yuan Shengxi right now was preserving Yuan Shengxi's life; everything else wasn't so important to him anymore.

These myriad colors looked distinctly layered, yet fused into one whole—truly the more you looked, the more wondrous it became.

This move completely stunned everyone around. Damn, that was too fierce! Sending someone flying with a single slap—were they filming a TV drama?

Truth be told, Mu Anle didn't fear oppressive forces; it was just that with someone as terrifying as Qi Junyi, she had no choice but to submit to his tyranny.

With his system in place, Yuan Lingchen naturally knew that this courtyard looked secluded but wasn't actually remote—it was not far from the main courtyard.

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Yin Jianchen led Yin Junfeng out of Feiyu Ravine and set off on the journey back.

Upgrading from blue equipment to silver equipment had an abysmally low overall success rate, and blue equipment and upgrade gems were extremely hard to obtain. In his previous life, very few people dared to gamble on star enhancements, so silver equipment was very scarce, and golden equipment had never appeared at all.

He had even planted Wang Xiuli as a pawn to monitor every move of the Shen family—only, Wang Xiuli was later bought off by the Bai family and committed a series of acts that harmed them.

The clan elders each had younger relatives in their families too; during casual conversation they'd mention it in passing, and before you knew it the matter had spread throughout the clan.

In the hazy night, Jiu'er was walking forward, losing consciousness. The cool wind pressed her slightly loose clothes tight against her skin, outlining her curvaceous, slender figure—but under these circumstances, it instead gave her an added air of bewitching allure that made her seem unapproachable.

With siblings reunited and several friends who cared about his well-being, in such a scene, not having a proper feast would be doing a disservice to Sun Haochi's reputation as a glutton.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking all around, no matter how powerful the Underworld King's Eye was, it still couldn't find the chief culprit.

After about half a shichen, a layer of pitch-black, sticky liquid secreted from the surface of Sun Haochi's skin. When he opened his eyes and saw the sticky substance on his arms, the pungent, nauseating stench nearly made him throw up on the spot.

"Xuanyi, do you have something on your mind?" Abbot Bianzhen sat with eyes closed, as though carrying the Buddha in his heart—no matter where he went, it was as if he were performing Buddhist rites.

All the sales clerks present gave her a once-over; seeing that while she was fairly pretty, she wore no makeup, their eyes immediately revealed looks of disdain and they turned away.

Facing the fully vigilant giant cockroach, the assassin could only give up on continuing the attack and leave to find someone else to trouble. For an assassin, seeking out a target with high HP and high defense in a one-on-one situation was extremely unwise.

And sounds of snoring began to slowly drift out at six in the morning. As everyone entered their rest period, the villagers packed up their things and returned home, while some early-to-bed, early-to-rise folks, after eating breakfast, arrived early at the monster-grinding spot and threw themselves into leveling up.

No—the flesh of low-level demonic beasts couldn't possibly have the effect of tempering the body. There had to be some other reason.

Someone was calling him again. It was still Shen Qingjun's voice, a familiar fragrance drifting past his nose.

But Su Hao merely sighed and shook his head. All the background information indicated that these three had no powerful patron behind them—everything they had, they had earned through their own efforts.

It was as if a thousand volcanoes erupted at once, the pillars supporting heaven and earth snapped, natural disasters descended, the apocalypse arrived, and the vast yuan energy instantly went berserk, surging wildly, destroying all things, churning up an endless storm that shook heaven and earth.

"It's already been this late anyway, so what's a little more time? Wouldn't you say?" Mu Sheng smiled.

The evening drum finished sounding, and the temple's evening lesson also came to an end. Mu Sheng hadn't waited long in his room when he heard the door creak softly, pulled open from inside out, and with the sound of the door closing, footsteps slowly approached from afar.

"Why is this? Is it that my renown is insufficient, or that my authority is lacking?" The Emperor's face carried a hint of anger.

In fact, what Su Jue said was no secret; anyone who had stayed here a bit longer would inevitably have their doubts—it was just that because it was pointed out so bluntly, no one dared to speak.

Slanted-Brows hurriedly pledged his loyalty, saying, "I don't want anything now—I just want to follow you, sir." When Slanted-Brows said this, there wasn't a trace of his former viciousness; he was clearly the picture of a lackey.

"It's fine, don't worry about it." Huang Fei smiled and shook his head; though still a bit uncomfortable, it was much better than before.

When the informant told Ye Qiu'er about this matter, Ye Qiu'er nodded and said nothing.

Wang Yan didn't seem to mind the two following them either, holding Ouyang Feiting's hand as he strolled through the forest as casually as if walking in a courtyard.

Long Xiao was speechless. There were people who robbed money, but he'd never seen someone who robbed people to give them money. He had no choice but to tell the truth: "Here's the thing—our Ningxi City needs to build roads, and I thought of you. Five highways in total, one of which is an expressway. I already promised it to Zhang Yiyuan, so I let him donate a bit more."

And this octopus-man unknown species, the Jade Seal, whose renown above the Dead Sea and sheer hard power surpassed even the old turtle's.

The two had chatted with Yuntian for a good while before they remembered they still had something to discuss. It was rather funny, actually—they had come to find Yuntian precisely because they had something to say, but when Yuntian refined the Purple Spirit Pill, the two got so excited they forgot their original purpose entirely.

This being the case, Yuntian's influence would inevitably rise to an even higher level, and those Earth-grade pill tokens would become objects of everyone's attention.

At the cost of destroying seven of the eight refined corpses and heavily injuring one, Zhao Ping'an had finally held the line—but it had also cost him nearly fifty percent of his yuan power.

This stalemate couldn't go on. Since Cao Cao had played the bad cop, he would play the good cop, so he immediately stepped forward to mediate and smooth things over.

By the time the dizzied Guard Commander climbed back up from the ground, the messenger soldier had already rushed in.

Seeing that Gao Sheng actually agreed, Feng Canxue raised an eyebrow and was about to say something when his expression suddenly turned cold and his figure tilted to one side. Likewise, Yan Feng beside him also moved, retreating rapidly backward.