Chapter 286: It

At this point, there’s no point trying to persuade him; if you do, he won’t appreciate it but instead will feel you’re hindering his progress, making you seem like the bad guy.

The bony hand tightened with force; Chen Mohan seemed to hear the sound of bones crushing, the unbearable pain nearly making her faint, two thick streams of tears immediately surged forth.

He went into the palace once, and upon returning, he even assigned his long-time attendant to protect her; she’s not foolish—under these circumstances, she could naturally sense something.

Yun Ya was utterly baffled by her words, but no matter what, the master refused to reveal even a shred of heavenly truth.

Besides the three feudal princes, Kong Sizhen, who oversaw the affairs of the Ding Prince in Guilin Prefecture, was also on the list summoned to the capital.

Planting spies to monitor the inner quarters of imperial relatives—that charge is grave; if stretched, it could imply the Tong family is restless, using the Holy Empress Dowager’s hand to seize power.

Yet she wasn’t surprised at all; that this was the Crown Prince’s doing didn’t surprise her in the slightest.

Zhu Ruru’s gaze finally settled on a clothing shop not far away; after a brief pause, she stepped toward it.

Watching Liu Tingting’s figure slowly vanish beyond my line of sight, I sighed and lowered my gaze, preparing to go downstairs.

The car had air conditioning, the temperature moderate; I shoved my hands into my pockets, hugging my shoulders, yet still felt this winter was cold to the point of madness.

Under these circumstances, even the slightest anomaly couldn’t be ignored; Xiao Shengge narrowed his eyes, keeping watch on Yun Chen while searching for that figure.

Beyond the shock of a few major figures, more were the younger generation’s awe, reverence, and obsession toward Tao Meng’s peak.

The iron cage now stood in a shared office space; though it had desks and chairs, no one used them—it was empty and silent, and even if a huge commotion erupted, no one would come to investigate.

A powerful, inescapable force surrounded Ben Maya; it was hard to imagine that this nobleman couldn’t even resist the strength of a single wrist of his opponent.

Someone tried to approach, but as soon as he took one step forward, a shockwave blasted him away—his ribs shattered, he screamed and tumbled into the river, causing spectators wanting to enter the arena to recoil dozens of meters. Old Chen’s face grew grim; he tried to sense what was inside, but the Grand Master’s aura rejected all perception—he shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Wei Jiu smiled faintly, offering no reply to Wei Qianchou. Or rather, for him, something even more important needed attention now.

Amid rummaging, Tang An found the key on Xu Ziyang’s Thunderlight—a silver, unique key unlike any other; this must be the so-called true exit key.

A massive being, larger than a calf, entirely white, its aura surpassing even the ancient titans, reaching the Saint realm just below the Emperor—like a wolf king—appeared silently.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” A thousand-turn aerial combo—Ren Zikai also controlled Lie Xiao, using defense to block the attacks, but this was a combo skill; blocking it with ordinary defense required your own speed, reaction, your character’s defense stat, and defense strength—all indispensable.

Before anyone else arrived, Li Qingge’s slender frame flung herself into her father’s arms, laughing gaily, then lifted the top of her child’s swimsuit, revealing her smooth abdomen and jade-like spine—her entire body pale, flawless; such a body was truly angelic.

I see nothing, yet I can feel something enormous slowly approaching me—something with such immense volume can only be the Azure Dragon.

I find it strange—who would be searching for me on television? The incident happened at Yihua University; could someone from Yihua University be looking for me?

“Instructor, instructor, where are you?” The communicator crackled with Shi Min’s anxious voice.

Wow! Even though Lan Yu had mentally prepared himself—had anticipated that Wang Mei’s appearance might cause unexpected situations—who could have guessed a servant was secretly trailing us from behind?

But Yi Chen had no intention of harming me, so when he struck, he held back—merely pushing me back without causing injury.

“What the hell? You go to the police station and want to drink tea?” The man snorted with laughter; those behind him joined in, as if hearing the biggest joke ever.

Wang Yan was leaning against the rooftop guardrail; hearing Ba Te’s words, he turned his head left—and sure enough, a row of guardwalls lined the riverbank, behind which stood neatly parked brand-new trucks.

“This pot has bloodstains and some rust—plenty of bacteria; maybe boiling it with hot water for a while will fix it.” The Holy Master handed the pot to Ye Zhen, instructing him to boil water in it.

“How about I give you my favorite Thunder-Controlling Pearl? Just meet me tonight?” Li Litian refused to give up; without hearing Su Jun say the reason herself, he wouldn’t believe she didn’t know about the Ability Association.

“I know—once we get back, we’ll be together.” Shen Tong smiled and left Shu Ming’s music shop.

Whether a Limit-Realm Venerable or a Semi-Saint, neither could it handle—but it showed not the slightest fear.

According to their words, this private residence was like Pandora’s Box—once opened, misfortune and disaster would follow.

“What are you staring at? Come here!” Gu Xiaoran chose a well-lit spot and waved to Su Xiaoqing.

“Let’s go.” Airelia pulled Qin Chuan away from the scene before the crowd could surround them, returning to their residence.

Give Sima Jin of Ao Cang ten thousand chances—even if he performed at peak ability every time, drawing two powerful bows simultaneously and firing one arrow—he could never again hit a target beyond the range of ordinary bows.