Chapter 37: Righteousness Over Kinship?!

After repeating the formal procedure, Wen Miaohan’s answers were even more impeccable, and the two officers left after going through the motions.

As soon as they were gone, Mother Wen said with dissatisfaction, "Hanhan, let's not get involved in things like this again, and stop that livestreaming nonsense too."

Wen Miaohan shook her head vigorously. "No, Mom, you can't take away the last bit of joy I have left!"

How could she stop livestreaming? If she didn't livestream, how would she disrupt the plot?

Even so, Mo Fan’s state was harrowing; there wasn't a single patch of intact skin on his body, yet his dark, bright eyes still flickered with divine light.

To put it bluntly, if they were piloting the plane, they would certainly gain a certain amount of speed on the runway before taking off steadily.

A clear, long whistle erupted directly from Chu Ling’s throat. The sound was sonorous and rolled like thunder, instantly echoing over the Sleeping Buddha mountain range and spreading to every corner of the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountains.

After all, the current Extinguish Silver Sect was at the height of its power, arguably the greatest force among humanity. Without the protection of the Extinguish Silver Sect, even cultivators at the God-Sealing Realm risked falling; therefore, many such cultivators were either looking to join the sect or curry favor with it.

"Sister Ling Yuan, what exactly is this so-called Biyou East Palace?" After marveling at the scene, Chu Ling looked at Ling Yuan beside him and asked.

In a trance, Qian Cangyi found himself back in the darkness. He could see no light in any direction—left, right, front, back, above, or below. As time passed, he found himself beginning to adapt to the dark, even able to distinguish different shades within the near-identical blackness. A feeling both familiar and strange rose from the depths of his heart.

"Of course, that is another reason I sought you out," Mu said in a low voice. "But before that, there is something else you should know first; perhaps there is some connection between the two." After capturing Gilth’s attention, Mu recounted what had happened in front of that hideous, giant maw.

A few minutes later, Qin Yan was covered in ghost eyes, looking like the hanging accessories on an Indian garment.

Just as countless people were struck with horror by the terrifying fluctuations of aura, that figure had already appeared before the lightning claw and punched out. The powerful force of the fist tore through the air and collided heavily with it.

"Flower Spirit, what is wrong with you? Why are you speaking like that? Apologize to Young Master Zihan at once!" the Flower King said sternly.

Outside the window, lightning and thunder persisted. The ticking of water droplets fell like a melody, rhythmic and steady. I spent the entire night in endless hesitation...

Exposed on the spot, Han Anyi’s face turned deathly pale; conspiring to murder fellow disciples was a capital crime punishable by having one's bones ground to dust.

"Clang~" The main gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony swung wide, and Head Imperial Chef Zhou Daxing directed his servants to carry out bowl after bowl of blood-red liquid.

Upon hearing this, Bu Ru’s eyes lit up. In his view, a hollow reputation was inconsequential, but if it could provide a layer of protection, that would be quite nice.

"It’s a long story; I suffered a head injury and have already forgotten everything from the past," Tang Zheng said.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, as if she had only just remembered that the man before her was merely a live-in son-in-law of the Origin Sect, surviving only because the sect provided him with his daily bread.

Compared to the sudden "immortality" temptation presented by Guo Ping, Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan were more inclined to believe Wei Zhongdao, as he was the disciple of the Divine Grace Instructor—a disciple the instructor had publicly acknowledged.

"Yes, I know. Let’s go; first, find a place to settle the army." Saying this, Tang Zheng rode his horse toward the city gate. Leng Qianqiu and Han Dang were already waiting there, and upon seeing Tang Zheng’s party arrive, they hurried forward to welcome them.