Chapter 506

In the examination hall.

Sunlight fell on the white exam paper, slightly blinding.

Li Qingrong shaded her eyes with her hand, the red bracelet sliding across the paper.

Her examination room was in the same building as Jiang Nian's, but on a different floor—he was on the fourth, she on the second.

They had come to the exam hall together and exchanged a few words on the way.

They casually made plans to eat together.

Because this provincial mock exam strictly mirrored the college entrance exam, after the Chinese paper ended in the afternoon.

"Welcome, Eunuch Xuan, to grace us with your presence!" As Eunuch Xuan's sedan halted, people from the Liu household rushed forward to greet him.

"Then what should be done if Dog Food Moon appears? What omen does it portend?" The thought of ill omens made Wang Shi deeply uneasy.

Upon hearing this, Old Wang the Pockmarked felt a chill crawl down his neck—he dared not boast about court secrets anymore. He bowed repeatedly in thanks, hurriedly called the owner to settle the bill, added Old Zhang's share too, and kept glancing around as he left, terrified of being watched by the Brocade Uniform Guards or the Eastern Depot.

After the Four Star Lords attained immortal bodies, they bowed deeply to Sun Xu, their faces radiant, then departed for Dou Niu Palace to assume their posts.

When the two arrived at Shi Jian's home, they found it still brightly lit—Shi Jian had clearly not rested, and even the front gate was left open, unsure whether he was waiting for Shi Shaojian or for Uncle Nine and the other.

The man across from him, seeing the other had stopped fighting but still heard no order from Zhao, forced down his revulsion and slowly resumed slapping—so slowly that from raising his right hand to completing the strike, it took a full twenty seconds.

In the Underworld, Liu Ning held a sliver of the Wheel King's authority; already high-ranking and powerful, the border soldiers had no need for idle words and immediately let Liu Ning pass.

The Yin-Yang Tiger walked over, staring at Han Yi—it feared Han Yi might not wake up soon, and its own breakthrough would be delayed for a long time.

Hearing Bi Lan's words, the man smiled, revealing white teeth, causing Liu Jiuer behind her to freeze in surprise, recalling the earlier conversation between the red-clad and green-clad maids, she blinked her eyes.

Just then, Feibao chased Young Master Shí back into the restaurant, and Young Master Shí, trying to dodge his beating, kept flipping over the tables and chairs in the shop toward him.

After waiting about ten minutes, the voice sounded again; from his tone, it seemed he intended to give me something.

"Did I say he was on his way here? Perhaps he's on his way somewhere else—any direction, any direction he wishes to go, as long as it's not one he doesn't want to go." Mu Ai spoke calmly, yet his meaning was hard to grasp.

The more she thought, the more obvious her disappointment became, but then she remembered—she had already lived this way for so many years; she was long accustomed to it.

Shi Quan finally realized the man was Chen Xing, the third son of the city governor. No wonder he dared act so boldly—no outsider would have the nerve to poison other contestants here.

Avoiding the orc guard's attacks, he landed two consecutive sword strikes; the orc guard dropped a silver-tier item called Savage Strength Greaves and a few gold coins, granting substantial experience. He picked up the silver-tier gear and tossed it straight into his backpack—this map still had plenty of loot; it should let me level up one or two ranks.

I just heard a scream from your room—are you alright? She twisted her lovely face, stepping forward to check the room's condition—everything was perfectly natural, no sign of disturbance.

The outposts were mostly filled with outsiders who came either for spectacle or to try their luck in the competition; no one knew who this person was.

He barely clung to a stone pillar; the river water glowed with a faint green hue, filling him with unease. His fingers trembled, his lips turned black and shivered from the damp cold. Bone-deep chill—that was the only thing Chen Zi could feel now.

Speaking, Tian Tian silently stared at him, her large, watery eyes brimming with confusion and helplessness.