Chapter 56: Keeping Composure

After the last encounter with the Fatty Ball, Xianyu could no longer resist reaching out to her.

Xianyu remained calm.

Du Ruanruan was now pregnant; even if she had committed a crime, she would not be punished.

If Liang Youjia was willing to protect her, she wouldn’t face imprisonment at all.

But what about Zhu Yue? Was she to suffer those injustices for nothing?

Xianyu dared not dwell on it, fearing she might not resist the urge to grab a knife and confront Du Ruanruan in the dead of night...

When the Ascended Immortals were still present, the Seven Great Sects of Jiuzhou could only enslave ordinary spiritual beings. However, cultivators are driven by greed. After the Ascended Immortals departed, the Seven Great Sects turned their covetous eyes toward the enlightened spiritual beings.

Through the iron-fisted rule demonstrated over the past few months, Tian Beixi had already established absolute authority in the hearts of the island natives. Especially after she used her magic to tear thousands of soldiers from the island coalition into pieces, all mortals looked at her as if she were a demon.

While Zhu Ziming was explaining, the opponent’s flagship once again raised the “crossbow volley” signal. Hundreds of crossbows, already primed and ready, unleashed a barrage like a torrential downpour toward Zhu’s merchant ship.

At such high speed, there was no time to adjust course. The flame-shaped flying vessel couldn’t change direction in time either.

In that instant, Chen Sanye and the others felt the surrounding temperature plunge below freezing; goosebumps rose all over their skin from the cold.

Little did he know that Jiang Cheng had compiled and organized dossiers on most members of the alliance.

Thus, Yang Lu personally came to the Lord of Seacliff City’s residence to report the request sent by Yun Tianhua.

According to He Mingyuan’s explanation, it was no simple matter for the runaway mine steward to escape and flee to a faraway land.

Note: This plan is tailored to the host’s current situation and will be adjusted or supplemented according to actual circumstances.

Seeing that his full-strength punch did not instantly defeat Ren Yi, Ye Chen was quite surprised. He had not held back with that punch; he intended to decisively eliminate his opponent.

He also sought to seize the Divine Farmer Cauldron. Remarkably, he could control the Blood Pill within others’ bodies, making him the bane of all zombies.

Before her coronation, Yufan Xiang was a princess. It was only natural for a princess to have her own personal seal.

Yet after these battles and the dark reign of the Nine Holy Lords, they fully recognized that Ye Qing was the true leader, capable of governing the chaotic world well. They no longer cared whether Ye Qing belonged to the Chaos Clan. The two realms were essentially beginning to merge.

She spoke for a long time, only finishing reluctantly as dawn broke, barely managing to calm herself.

Because if Ren Lin had fabricated it, it simply wouldn’t stand up to scrutiny—and it was unlikely to be false.

Creating the illusion of ghostly apparitions dancing wildly by manipulating light and tree shadows was no ordinary feat.

Although pretending to have a boyfriend, Mu Qingyu wished to find a man who seemed quite suitable to play the part. However, before meeting Lu Feng, Mu Qingyu didn’t even feel that any of the men around her could convincingly fill the role of a fake boyfriend.

“Go back and tell Haotian: before recklessly causing trouble in the mortal world, you should weigh the power of the mortal realm. The Five Turbid Evils are just beginning to rise, and it is already very dangerous. Don’t flaunt your lofty attitude at every turn,” Bai Qi said as he grabbed the general’s head, electric sparks stimulating the general’s soul.

An Liang looked at Su Zhen with concern. Su Zhen waved him off. Swallowing his words, he lowered the curtain, drove to send Xia Chu home first, then turned back to the palace.

In his view, a soul attack was the best way to strike Yang Feng. This way, Yang Feng’s body would remain unharmed, the flesh would stay fresh and delicious, and there would be no risk of shattering Yang Feng’s body outright.

This was a debt he owed Elder Yan Siyu. Had she not stood firm against the cloaked man’s fierce assault that day, he, Li, and Duanmu Rong would have perished long ago.