Volume 1, Chapter 63: The Vinegar Jar Has Toppled Over

Yu Yansui: "I am a little emperor?"
As soon as Yu Yansui finished speaking, she picked up a miniature imperial crown, placed it on her head, akimbo, and struck a proud pose. "Alright, we can begin conferring titles to the imperial concubines. Little Feng Ge shall be the Noble Imperial Concubine, and Consort Wan, why don't you come over and support His Majesty?"
[(Covering face.jpg) Why do I feel like the Princess is becoming an absolute social butterfly with each broadcast? Who still remembers the timid little cub from the very first stream?]

They were not so naive as to think that Xu Wuyou truly had no backing at all; rather, they had completely failed to spot their trump cards, which was why he remained so nonchalant.

Clusters of colorful stems intertwined with one another, resembling thick, knotted chains, gradually forming the base shape of the Abyss Python. Wild snakes danced wildly across the heavens and earth, and the colorful stems frantically merged into it to aid in its stabilization, taking shape with both head and tail as if about to be fully formed.

A chilling twilight shrouded the earth, blanketing Jiangnan Academy and casting a serene, tranquil atmosphere.

Mother Shen had grown wiser this time and avoided mentioning her plans altogether, but even without her saying anything, Shen Shi sensed that something was amiss and immediately refused.

"That's fantastic! Captain, you simply must grant me this wish; for the rest of my life, I'll only acknowledge you as my brother-in-law!" Seal jumped three feet high in excitement.

Logically speaking, as long as the Temple of Years obtained the eight array foundations, it should immediately open the path to supreme strength. After all, hasn't their goal for countless ages been precisely this opportunity? How could there be any reason not to bite after catching the fish?

However, after a brief moment of thought, Ling Hao paid no further mind to the matter of Lu Jiufeng. What caught his attention was that the old man's soul seemed to have retained its memories all along. If he could find out how many years the old man had existed, would it be possible to deduce the timeline of the ancient era? Moreover, whatever had happened back then might also be uncovered.

There was no sound between heaven and earth; the morning was dead silent as a brilliant purple radiance enveloped the entire estate, vanishing in a flash.

Inside the room, as the vortex suddenly appeared, a thick and peculiar bloody stench began to permeate the air, as though countless ghostly figures lingered within that vortex, and severed, withered hands were about to reach out from it. Yet all of this also seemed like an illusion brought on by this divine ability, carrying an aura of death as it descended silently with an unstoppable speed.

Qing He also slowly rose to her feet, the crimson hue on her forehead fading slightly. Upon closer inspection, butterfly-like patterns were quietly taking shape on her shoulder blades, spreading upward from the scapulae to bloom abruptly like an enchanting flower against her snow-white skin. Fiery red flames still swirled around her slender form, making her delicate visage appear all the more alluring.

Tohka looked at the bread with a hint of vigilance, then took a bite, her eyes lighting up with an incredible brilliance.

"What Azure Dragon? Just a stinking swamp loach, get destroyed!" The Asgardian pillar suddenly expanded to the thickness of a bowl and stretched a thousand zhang in length.

Yan Bingchen sliced off a thin piece of sheep tail fat, followed by a slice of sheep liver, tucked in a cluster of wild chives, sandwiched them together, and swallowed them in one go.

"Heh heh, Sea-Overturning Holy Sovereign, you might as well stay right here and wait for the medicinal potency to melt your sinews and bones," said Amoghasiddhi Buddha.

In stark contrast to Great Peng's attire today, Lu Ya had also broken from his usual habits—he wore neither a Daoist robe nor a kasaya. Instead, today he was dressed in an ochre imperial robe embroidered with a nine-clawed golden dragon on the front and a nine-day colorful phoenix on the back, and upon his head sat a flat-topped imperial crown adorned with strings of pearls reserved exclusively for sovereigns.

In an instant, everyone collapsed to their knees. Doctor Cui could no longer hold his ground and slumped to the floor, dragging his apprentice down with him as he fell.

He paused for another few seconds. Then, casting aside all distractions, he thought the way Vere Shaw had instructed, closed his eyes, and concentrated his focus.

"However, I love fools like you the most. Very well, bring it on." Karamay drew his sword from its scabbard. Kiba also drew his gleaming silver sword.

Jiahao seemed to have a great deal to say to Su Ruoyao. As she slowly finished eating a rice ball, Jiahao asked, "Will Auntie Sister often come to my house to make rice balls for me?" He looked somewhat expectant, yet also slightly afraid that Su Ruoyao would say "no."