Chapter 511: Life Is a Play

Afternoon.

"Qingqing."

Jiang Nian pushed against the flow of people and successfully met Li Qingrong.

"How did you do on the exam?"

"Fine," Li Qingrong nodded, then hesitated before adding, "I couldn't hear some parts of the listening section."

"So… did you lose a lot of points?"

"No loss," Li Qingrong shook her head slowly, "I didn't hear everything clearly, but I answered the questions."

Jiang Nian froze.

When his wife did these things, did she really not give a single thought to her own husband, Duan Zi?

He had never expected that the Confucian Sage seated in the Celestial Curtain would dare such an act against Heaven, willingly spending immense virtue to destroy the Northern Wastes.

It was a viewer in the back row who couldn't hold back and spat out his cola.

Wang Ye's question left Han Hong, Qiu Te, and the surrounding onlookers momentarily stunned.

Li Wei's reaction was decent in Lin Lu's eyes—if someone tried to trick Lin Lu into believing a cast-iron wok was a pill cauldron, he'd literally ride the flying dragon straight onto their face.

Chen Fan felt like crying but couldn't even laugh; he had a strong feeling the future situation would be extremely headache-inducing.

He Zhi Long had previously lost $140,000; this time, his position blew up and he lost another $140,000, totaling $280,000 lost—his heart bled.

Those who write these clichés are mostly Duan Zi handlers and rhythm sect members—all paid by capitalists.

Deep within the Heavenly Realm, a gray stone gate embedded in the void emitted an arcane aura; on either side of the ten-thousand-zhang-high gate, two puppet dragon-lions with True Immortal-level combat power lay silently.

So the Marquis suddenly struck my Zhou family for this object—then my Zhou family isn't wronged; it's purely self-inflicted retribution.

At the periphery, endless colored primordial forces formed a vortex spinning at breakneck speed, waves crashing like oceans, the entire universe rising and falling with the breath of that figure.

And Qing Ci, the Young Saint's intention, was that they should not shelter or conceal these dragon clans descending from the Upper Realms.

Originally, according to his plan, he would first accumulate strength in universes or worlds below the Gold Rank, spending centuries to forge his Hongmeng Dominator body before ever approaching the true myriad realms.

Ya Gang voluntarily took his place beside the closing act, the sword-wielding Li Cheng, and sneered at the calm Li Cheng.

Though they had never met, after hearing Xiang Nanfei say it was fine, Ji Dao Zhunai inexplicably trusted his words completely.

Fu Ling recognized the voice as familiar but didn't think much of it; she turned to go about her business, took two steps, then turned back, staring at her in shock, nearly reaching out to lift the gauze veil of her cloak.

By then, Huang Taiji would face not a unified Ming like an iron slab, but a Ming shattered into pieces—he could easily form alliances and destroy them one by one. By that time, even the arrogant Five Elements Guards might not be his match.

The earth-shattering roar reverberated endlessly within this sealed world, yet could not tear space apart due to Xiang Nanfei's divine power reinforcement.

Lin Yue's physical condition, though superior to ordinary people, was only about 1.8 times stronger than a typical adult male; though since he was still in his growth phase, there was still room for improvement.

Previously, Lin Yue needed to hold his breath and focus to perceive these details; now, with the live-stream's godlike perspective, he lay on his side, simulating unconsciousness as closely as possible with his bodily functions.

This time, Bai Fei refused to remain obscure any longer; showing weakness in Beijing would only let others slowly devour her, and besides, her ability was so unique that exposure was inevitable.

"Will you send me in?" Ma Qingyi asked, head bowed, voice devoid of emotion.

An Yi nodded, but noticed a flicker of disappointment in Aorike's eyes; after a moment's thought, An Yi seemed to understand the other's intention.