Volume One, Chapter 47: To Insult, Expose Their Weakness

"What is a Fei?"
Montage caught the excitement in Dang Kang's voice and asked curiously.
"The Fei is an ancient monstrous beast, terrifying beyond measure. Wherever it passes, not a blade of grass remains, and it brings pestilence in its wake. Even a Qilin is no match for it—by today's standards, it would be considered world-ending." Dang Kang spoke with barely contained enthusiasm.
"World-ending?"
He said she could bring down a kingdom, yet in their past life, he never uttered such words. Bai Li Shengxuan watched this scene, his expression darkening, then suddenly sneered, "Can’t take it away? It’s not as if I haven’t taken things by force before—whenever I desire!"
Here is the first update—there will be nine thousand words today. Isn’t that something to be happy about?
Qiao Jingxuan’s solution was remarkably simple—almost brutally so: just go find Xu Wenjuan. If the Emperor speaks, who would dare make a fuss?
At first, her words were laced with playful petulance, but as she continued, her voice grew increasingly anxious, until at last it was genuine worry.
After a short while, the two slipped quietly into a secluded courtyard, then made their way to the main house.
Through the connection in his right hand with the Golden Crow, a ray of light shot over, instantly merging into Xia Tian’s body and igniting a blazing fire.
Nightfall knew that Night Dawn now had a child of her own; she was no longer merely helping Night Dawn, but helping protect her child.
She wrote out a prescription and sent it over, saying that after taking a dozen or so doses of the medicine, he would be fully recovered within a month or two.
As soon as Xia Tian leapt into action, a violet barrier blocked him in. Despite surging forward with ferocious strength, he could not break through.
He was familiar with palace banquets—once the lords of the palace were seated, who would dare eat their fill? Most people would leave hungry, hence his question.
Everyone was at first both shocked and delighted, then they pricked up their ears, faces solemn, afraid to miss a single word.
If Ye Taoling ended up fighting Xue Dongyi because of him—well, just imagining the chaos was thrilling. Bai Shu grinned, teeth stained red.
Thus, Lin Yu speculated that to further transform the pearl, it would require an even greater lightning element, or a power of thunder higher than that of the Illusory Thunder Realm.
When Bai Shu arrived in Yanjing, it was in the afternoon. Seeing the city walls from afar, she couldn’t help but recall her first visit to Yanjing.
"Liu’er, you take Lingmei inside first. I’ll wait here for you—it’ll be easier to report back, and Young Master Yu won’t worry." Standing by the sedan, Liu’er quickly nodded in agreement and then asked Fenger inside, "Mistress, please don’t worry about my handling of things. May I ask you to wait a moment? I’ll escort the Third Madam back, and then I’ll return with you to report in."
Inside a stainless steel cabinet was an array of the world’s most advanced medical instruments. The medical facilities here were so well-equipped that in any emergency, they could be used for first aid—even surgery—rivaling the most advanced hospital emergency rooms.
The Supreme Saint Path is the highest level attainable by mortals on the Guangwu Continent. Its power is so profound it cannot be divided into nine tiers like the Inner Path, Immortal Path, or Saint Path.
A thunderous roar shook the heavens; the air itself seemed to freeze, clouds gathered and dispersed on the horizon, and the shadow of death fell across the land. A Shura appeared among mortals—this was the embodiment of Ji Mingruo’s Heavenly Dao. Within its pitch-black, hollow eyes, mist churned, and heaven and earth quaked. Shura and Ji Mingruo were spiritually linked; she received its blessing.
Although he initially disliked Yang Yan’s arrogance, upon reflection, Yu Bai realized that it was friendship that had brought him to such a state. Yu Bai’s view of him changed.
His heart felt empty, as though hollowed out. He tried once more to summon his energy and recall the past, but was cruelly interrupted by pain—a feeling so despairing and agonizing it seemed endless.