Chapter 173: Grand Demonstration Assembly

Outsiders could hardly understand what Chen Ye was thinking.

After all, no one knew his true origins, let alone imagined the different eras he had personally experienced.

Many said that no matter how history changed, human nature never changed.

But Chen Ye had also heard that history always spirals upward.

Because this world never lacks clever people; schemes to fool the masses may bring temporary stability, but they can never keep all people foolish forever.

Wisdom is passed down from generation to generation.

The reason for not releasing it all at once is actually very simple: mainly to prevent others from copying and counterfeiting, since this game is easy to replicate—if you can't maintain creative leadership, you'll be drowned in the ocean of the internet.

Yu Yuan's eyes turned toward the kings of the vassal states and saw several of them eating and drinking with great enjoyment.

Not long after, the water boiled; Miao Zhiye brewed tea, called Yan Yue over, wiped his hands with a silk cloth, and had him drink.

The True Creator became the one holding onto what he had, yet because the True Realm originated from him, and the Dao's core still contained the backdoor he left behind, in a single thought, his peerless True Spirit power shattered all of the opponent's efforts and reclaimed the True Realm.

Know that the Illusory Dust Array was left behind by the ancestors of Emei; its formation is exceedingly subtle—any ordinary person entering the array could not survive even for a moment.

When Wang Ruofu spoke, Sheng Hong also understood her difficulties; since she had spoken, it was best to settle the matter quickly.

Zhang Dalong looked at Yang Zhi and his group, who appeared confident as if they truly had evidence, and felt a chill in his heart, beginning to waver.

Erwa's face had grown paler and paler; no, it had been pale to begin with, but now it was turning blue.

Just as several cultivation experts in the observation room were puzzled by the sudden powerful magic power fluctuation, Liu Haidong had already fully stabilized his cultivation at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul Third Rank.

Ever since Gu Ji entered the Seventh Prince's mansion, she had planned out her new life.

Love belongs to those who live happily; she was merely striving to survive—that was enough.

Yu Ling nodded but did not say that if she truly couldn't solve it, asking Aunt Gu for help would be easier.

Zhang Xiao charged ahead, his running force cracking the ground beneath him, then he leapt violently upward, and the Demon Dragon Sword Qi surged forth, slashing straight toward Zhu Feiyu's head.

Fang Yan and Sheng Hongying briefly discussed and decided it was best to flee from the mountain giant immediately.

These words sounded somewhat ironic, because this amusement park had opened only half a year ago.

"I didn't think you were this intolerant of spice…" Had she known, she would never have urged him.

With the information in her mind, Lin Yu felt immensely excited, as if a new world's door had opened.

Although it had been mentioned earlier that Lady Ling should be elevated, Empress De had never granted approval, so the matter remained pending.

Though this remark was cleverer than those foolish fools who only knelt and begged, the Pity-Flower Young Master was capricious—his life or death hung entirely on his whim.

What troubled her was the sudden emergence of private armies after the Fat people fled—these forces sprouted like mushrooms after rain. Among them were some with higher titles than hers, constantly demanding money and grain; worse still, some had even set lewd thoughts upon her.

"Desperate struggle…" A masked figure in purple suddenly sighed deeply, his voice filled with sorrow, "Are we really doing the right thing?" The purple-robed man murmured to himself, his eyes filled with confusion, as if questioning his own choice.

"How unpolite!" I sneered inwardly and thrust my peachwood sword forward sharply.

"Ningning, what did you say to him?" Cheng Anya felt uneasy; she could face anything calmly, but Ningning always threw her off balance.