Chapter 146: An Awkward Dream, An Awkward Encounter

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A few night-watch servants, impatient at the noise, walked in to investigate, but the moment they stepped into the mourning hall, they saw Lu Yanluo.

"Oh, no!" Luo Chen suddenly realized he was trapped within a cylindrical steel ring and could not escape.

How did Father catch the Emperor’s eye back then? The Emperor had intended to promote him to Prefect of Yun Prefecture in the Northern Province, which was why this past year had been so busy. Otherwise, Father would surely have accompanied Miaomiao to take the examinations.

There was no record of Chu Xuan’s past in the original owner's memories, so Lu Yanluo had no way of knowing the truth. However, Concubine Lin’s words did not sound like a fabrication, and Chu Xuan… showed no sign of denying them.

Three cries of alarm rang out in unison. Chu Xuan followed the sound and saw Lu Yanluo rushing over in distress, witnessing the scene.

"Thank you, Eunuch," Chu Jinghan bowed slightly, gently pushed open the doors of the Hall of Diligent Administration, and then slowly closed them.

A figure shrouded in black arrived; the dark attire served as perfect camouflage within the night.

Turning to the second screen, there was a "Lucky Reward" icon, but it was greyed out and unclickable, with no number marked above it.

Later, Jia Ren managed to extract the identity of the thugs from Feixue—a group of spoiled youths led by Su Youtian. However, because Su Youtian was the nephew of the Chancellor and the younger brother of a concubine, Jia Ren dared not arrest them and had to petition the Emperor for orders. Yet, five full days passed without a single word from the Emperor.

"Big Sister Miaomiao, Big Sister Miaomiao, I won’t do it again! I won’t say those things about you anymore! I’m already six years old, how can you still spank me, especially with all these big brothers watching? I’m angry, hmph!" Kang Kang began to wail, though not a single tear fell from his eyes.

Outside the window, the afternoon sun shone. An Yiyi looked around, recognizing the hospital room from before. She froze for a moment, then quickly lowered her head to look.

Last night, Mo Xiu had sent men to investigate Ye Fusang’s background. Rumors claimed she was an ordinary person incapable of cultivation, but based on what he had seen under the cliff and the way she handled those servants, if she were truly a useless weakling, then what did that make the cultivators?

"Ten True Martial Seven-Transformation True Demons—that is enough!" Ye Xuan clutched the Universe Bag in his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

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Lu Bu was perplexed. After fleeing Chang'an, he had wandered aimlessly until, by a stroke of fate, he met Chen Gong. Captivated by Chen Gong’s talent, he recruited him, and now Chen Gong served as his strategist and a key figure in the Lu Bu faction.

Shen Jie had reached his current level of cultivation, so he was naturally brilliant. He knew there was no way he could deal with Ji Yuan, and he understood that even the Great Master he revered would likely struggle, otherwise, he wouldn't have spent these years avoiding Ji Yuan like a plague. That did not mean, however, that Ji Yuan could not be dealt with at all.

Shang Situ and Yang Zhi had slaughtered over three thousand enemies, seizing nearly forty thousand shi of grain along with various weapons and leather armor.

This spot on the second floor appeared to have no windows or solid walls; aside from low wooden railings that reached one’s chest when seated, there were only wooden pillars and some straw curtains.

But it was too late. This zither music could bewilder anyone below the level of a Sage, and could even confuse a Quasi-Sage for a time, but against a Sage like Li Jing, it had absolutely no effect.

The National Championship winning team, the "Tech Team," was a title so renowned that it was essentially synonymous with the strongest team officially recognized by the nation.

The Golden Scale Guard always maintained a strength of three thousand, so joining them sometimes depended on luck.

Ye Shi had just broken free from the "Earth Realm Binding" only to be trapped by the "Water Prison Technique." Unlike the rigid "Earth Realm Binding," the "Water Prison Technique" possessed the suppleness and elasticity of water, making its defensive capabilities even more astonishing.

"His fate will be no better than Shen Wansan’s!" Lin Haoran picked up his teacup and remarked with a bitter tone.

However, Chancellor Zhang kept his household under extremely strict discipline. He Ruo’s foundation had been too shallow, and before she could infiltrate his estate, Zhang Ying’er had already married a scholar of modest means and some literary talent.

The resolve to burn one's bridges might lead to an extraordinary performance, but failure meant total ruin, leaving no chance for recovery.

Surrounded by the pleasant scent of Qi Junze, Ming Nuan placed her other hand behind his back and, imitating him, held him tight.

"My wife is a director at the People’s Hospital. Shall I have the hospital send a doctor and a nurse over to treat you? At this moment, rest is what you need most! You must not walk around anymore," one of the directors suggested.

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Upon arriving in the capital, he had thought that by keeping his record clean, he would remain safe. But Xu Jie had prepared for many things from the very beginning; the gathering of Li Yinshi, Prefect of Yuan Prefecture, Guo Jianchen, the Magistrate of Yuan Prefecture, and Lin Run, the Imperial Censor for the Jiangnan region, was no coincidence.

Only Xiao Gangxing stood to the side with a mocking smile. No matter how much was said, it had nothing to do with them—why bother?

This way, more people could be left to fight, and the wounded could be evacuated, though the speed would be slower.

"Spirit blood has the virtues of spirit blood, and spirit feathers have the wonders of spirit feathers; how could they be optional?" Liang Chen asked again.

The architectural style of the fifth floor was no different from the four below it, save for the fact that everything before the eyes was bathed in white light, and the structures themselves were white.

Ning Yue thought this to himself; though it was quite useless, he could not deny it had some marginal utility.

Upon hearing his words, the others ceased their slack behavior, their expressions turning grave.

Chu Ming gasped for air, spat out the seawater from his mouth, and immediately steadied his internal energy, once again using spiritual power to shield the boat beneath his feet.

Luo Yutian looked at her helplessly. He pulled Lin Guoguo away from Luo Yutian. As he reached out to touch the hand where Lin Guoguo wore the Sumera Ring, a golden light flashed, and the ring returned to its place.