Chapter 131: The Mouth of a Man

"Relax, I just want to hug you…"

"Just a little touch, I won't do anything to you…"

"Your body's burning up, and you're breathing hard—are you really suffering?"

"Just rubbing outside, I promise I won't go in…"

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle, it won't hurt at all…"

"Does it hurt badly? It's only a moment—I'll move fast, so you'll feel it and it'll be over…"

…

Using the same ice-based technique, Prince Yuheng unleashed a full-power palm strike at Zhulan Tuya—no ice clouds blotted out the sky, no frosty wails shook the nine heavens, the banners on Jitian Terrace were not frozen to dust, and the black birds flying overhead were not frozen through the heart.

Li Yuyun dared to threaten them like this precisely because she felt her value was extremely high.

Thinking of the Crown Prince's evident resentment toward her, Su Jiu wanted to turn and leave, but since she had promised Li Er, she naturally had to keep her word—after all, once inside, she'd just say a couple of words; whether Li Chengqian listened or not didn't matter.

"Don't you have any experts in this field under you?" Si Tu Guo asked, feeling that whenever it came to high-tech things, Chu Haoran always had specialists on his team.

At this moment, Huangliu City was gradually falling asleep, but the lavish Qiao Family Mansion remained brightly lit—a certain difficulty for Lu Qi, who planned to infiltrate it.

The barrier could isolate the air inside from outside, so the red air's consumption could not infect the city; if they stayed in this city any longer, they would eventually starve to death.

As he neared Lin Chengzhan, a hand suddenly appeared with a *snap*, grabbing the vicious claw aimed at Lin Chengzhan. Looking up, he saw a middle-aged man, around his father's age, wearing a black fur-lined coat; his gaze was fixed far away, yet his hand held onto Lu Qi.

Upon hearing Leng Qiankun's words, many lowered their heads in silence; honestly, their usual training had always been passable with a little persistence, but this time so many had been eliminated.

At present, the high-cheekboned boy clearly wanted to use the school's rules to keep Ye Kong from entering, since martial academies followed ancient customs and still placed great importance on gatekeeping.

When Wu Enqi spoke these words, all the demon race members who had once looked down on him turned pale with shame. Anni's eyes filled with tears, her admiration for Wu Enqi now boundless. Yet Wu Enqi himself nearly vomited from the sheer nausea of his own words.

But the remaining soldiers of Company Bing were different—these past days of battle had seen heavy losses; Mantian was a bold, straightforward man who valued loyalty deeply; having fought side by side for days, they had forged deep battlefield bonds and could not stand idly by watching them walk to death.

In past border selections, some virtuous youths had been registered, but because their fathers or brothers had died in battle and they had young siblings to care for, the selection officials, moved by pity, ultimately crossed out their names and did not send them to Chang'an.

Leaving aside Dao, Confucian, and Legalist schools, each faction's elders had to present their finest skills to impress the Son of Heaven, all striving to outdo one another.

After speaking this cryptic speech, Yu Yangzi had Shi Jiashan escort Bai Dede out. Bai Dede still looked dazed, unsure what Yu Yangzi meant—was this an unspoken signal welcoming him to replace Guo Shizong? But why?

Last time, when she entered Tribulation Crossing, it seemed she had experienced betrayal and death through the identity of Hualiang.

"Don't get too hopeful—I'm not sure I'll find any leverage on her. I'm just doing my best with a try-it-and-see attitude." Keller truly couldn't guarantee anything; after all, Qi Zhiyu was highly skilled, and he had no real confidence she'd fall into the trap he'd set.

At the final obstacle, Bo Ping caught up to Wei Wu and, using his agility, reached the finish line first, stepping onto the wooden plank.