Chapter 102: Am I Really Such a Despicable Person?

Siemen gave a soft cough.

Lu Zhixia turned around.

She did not look particularly flustered.

The person on the other end continued, "I won’t keep talking now. Siemen and I are heading back first."

After saying that, Lu Zhixia hung up without the slightest hesitation.

Siemen asked, "Calling Zhiyin?"

Lu Zhixia answered with a hum. "Zhiyin has been so busy lately that she has no time to visit Mister Zhou. I’m really afraid that someone will take advantage of his illness and slip in while he’s vulnerable."

Siemen asked, "Do you mean Fang Zhiyin likes Zhou Jingyi?"

Lu Zhixia said amusedly, "Isn’t that an open secret? I thought you all knew. So you didn’t?"

Siemen pressed his lips together.

He stepped forward...

"Jing'er, sometimes I keep wondering whether you truly love money, or whether you agreed to this contractual marriage back then because you had some hardship you couldn’t speak of." Cao Ge’s gaze at Li Jing'er grew ever deeper.

Jiang Huan clung to him shamelessly, acting coquettishly. "Just help me, please!" As she spoke, she wrapped the fullness of her upper body around Ming Luo’s arm and shook it insistently. Even then, one could hear a series of greedy swallowing sounds from behind the two beauties.

But she understood that in the future, Sun Isle would no longer help her as it once had, for that would put Chen Zicheng in danger.

"Your Majesty, I was carrying out the imperial command to undertake the thousand-year patrol in the netherworld, when unexpectedly Zhulong escaped from the Demon-Suppressing Tower. However, Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha has already traced his whereabouts..." Li Jing reported everything in full detail.

Chen Shaojun stood at the summit, staring dumbly at the vast canyon river before him, his heart shaken to the core.

The immense body of the Supreme Blood Corpse swayed, and in an instant it split into nine Supreme forms.

Yunzhu began to chant that obscure and difficult sacred hymn. Perhaps because it was being played in reverse, the song was harsh and grating to the ear, as though someone were sawing wood.

"They truly never harmed me, but before, they were far more ruthless than they are now. I could only be driven away, completely unable to get near the imperial palace. I think they’re not on the same side as the people outside." Leng Bingxin nodded; she thought the same. This time, perhaps they had received orders to deliberately let them go.

The two of them secretly slipped into the imperial kitchen of the palace. There were too many guards around, and the sleeping chambers were even surrounded three layers deep. Only the kitchen was relatively safe.

The black-clad figure emerged somewhat disheveled from the void. By then, the surrounding space had become highly unstable under Xu Tian’s power, making it impossible to hide in the void at all.

And this was only in the case of cultivating a single path; if one cultivated two, or even three, the time required would become all the more terrifying.

Jiang Wei remained on the city walls, continuing to watch the enemy forces outside the city and speculating about what scheme they were plotting.

Arina was somewhat puzzled by the staff member’s words. He too could see Yu Hao’s symptoms; this was the kind of condition most easily seen in someone like Yu Hao, who had not yet awakened an elementary gene.

"This child of destiny is one who has gathered the entirety of the plane within a single person. At that time, the entire plane will be intimately bound to him. When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer. And yet... many still choose to create a child of destiny.

It was a pity that the previous plan had not succeeded. Afterward, Tai and Youchao and the others had also repeatedly tried to draw this person out, but all of those attempts failed.

Along with Ye Chu’s stern shout, a pitch-black demonic aura—vicious and frenzied as chaos itself—enveloped him. In an instant it spread outward, swallowing every divine art that came surging from all directions and converting them into its own power, forming a demonic pillar thousands of kilometers in radius that shot straight up into the heavens.

"How many men are with the supply convoy? How many wagons?" he hurriedly asked the scout returning from the east.

Just as hundreds of spears were about to strike Yun Tianyang, he suddenly moved. Yun Tianyang planted his foot in the void, and immediately ripples spread across the space beneath him. With his right foot as the center, his entire body spun violently in midair. The four wings behind him also flapped at high speed.

Guan Yu and Xu Chu entered Liu Tianhao’s camp, and before Liu Tianhao could even speak, a figure darted out from behind the two of them.

One must know that even the weakest poison he had prepared could threaten an emperor-tier magical beast, and poison made to deal with an emperor-tier beast used on a king-tier beast hardly needed explanation.

Rama Zhuoya’s expression changed as she stepped back several paces, while remaining on guard against Caesar and Amu. Yet it was clear she feared Amu far more; even the long whip in her hand was trembling.

Liusha was nearly driven mad. She struggled desperately, yet could not even force out a cry. As a favored one of the gods, her body and soul belonged to the Eternal Dragon of Time, and before her value had been fully drained, that old dragon would never allow her to sacrifice herself for anyone else.

"I came because I wanted to. He has no say in it. Also, this is an active mission, so please call me by my codename: Fox Hunter." At the words, Luo Fei frowned faintly, a trace of coldness flashing through her beautiful eyes before she spoke in a calm, indifferent tone.

"Hm? That shouldn’t be as simple as merely an internal struggle among the Huns, should it?" Jia Xu said after a moment of reflection.

Even more than that, this surging power caused the void all around to contort uncontrollably. It also made the gazes the crowd cast toward one another, at that very moment, twist and blur with shocking speed.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan leaped straight into the lake. Once at the bottom, he searched repeatedly but still found no entrance. With no other choice, he sent word to Ling'er and had her stir up the mist above the lake from outside.

These waterskins had all been seized from the Xianbei people. The Han army had not yet adopted waterskins, still relying on clay jars, which were quite inconvenient to transport.