Chapter 055: Zhou Jingyi’s Blind Date

The old man asked, "Why?" His question was naturally about how Bai Xue could tell he was not the king of the Miao. Qin Cang and the others turned around to see an enormous demonic phoenix hovering in the air, its entire body wreathed in violet-red flames. Its beautiful feathers shimmered like crystals, and its long tail glowed brilliantly as it floated in the sky. When Ziyue revealed her true form, strange phenomena appeared throughout the world—space itself seemed illusory, while the wind and clouds surged in response.

With the competition approaching, any damage to her soul power would make an otherwise easy contest become difficult, but it would also offer her more opportunities for tempering and growth.

Still, he truly felt that Mu Ye's attitude toward Jiang Mingchuan was different from others; not only did she love to stick close and chat with him, but she also gave him such precious gifts.

Now that Jiang Mingchuan had gone there, was it perhaps because he, too, could not let go of those memories from back then?

"How could this be!" Not only were the four elders shocked, but even the residents of the ethereal Holy City were in an uproar.

This discovery made Chang Yuan recognize a trace of wariness toward Ye Jinmu, overturning all his previous assumptions.

I rambled on and on, not even sure what I was saying. Just as I was about to get up, something heavy landed with a smack on my back.

In the past, though Bi Gan had a heart as ingenious as a seven-aperture jade, even he failed when he tried to deceive the heavens by force. He was undone by a single phrase: "Water spinach grows heartless and thrives, but a man cannot live without a heart."

"Be at ease, my loyal subjects! It is a day of celebration—there is no need for excessive ceremony. Take your seats and enjoy yourselves!" The clear, melodious voice of Emperor Xuanzong echoed through the hall, shaking the carved beams.

As for why Yuxin did not ride his Thunder Mustang, it was because he had already sent Zhao Yun to take it back to Youzhou. He did not want to show off a peerless steed in Luoyang, mainly for fear it would be lost like 'throwing a meat bun to a dog'—then he would be left with nothing but tears.

On either side of the wide road stood rows of tall plane trees; everywhere were fountains and rose vines climbing along the walls.

Although Dennis was a world-famous painter, perhaps due to his team's strategy, he always maintained an air of mystery. People had only ever seen his paintings, never his face.

Later, maybe it was Jing Xiangyang's peaceful sleep that affected her as well, so she too drifted off into a deep slumber.

"This soup looks good, but what's in it turns my stomach." Mu Yun did not drink the soup like everyone else; instead, he stirred it with his spoon, only to scoop up a golden eyeball. The sight made Cheng Zhi spray out a mouthful of soup in shock.

Always composed, even now, faced with such good fortune, he showed no sign of excitement—his expression was actually a bit grim.

"I'm fine, just a little tired. I'll be alright after some rest," Lan Ziyue said calmly. It had to be admitted that Nangong Chenxun was very attentive to her; even such subtle changes did not escape his notice.

Tonight was their wedding night—why wasn't he waiting in the bedroom for her, but had come out here instead?

Yang Ling was a master of insults. Not only did she point at Xiao Cheng's nose and curse, but she also took jabs at him for being an old man chasing after younger women.

Secondly, the three assassins initially had no intention of killing him, but rather wanted to stop him from meeting the big boss. Why was that?

When Lan Yu reported this unexpected news to her superior, Ivan suddenly asked about it. Surveillance required official approval, after all, and he was worried Lan Yu might have overlooked these necessary procedures again.

"No need to trouble yourself; I'll just stay here and watch," Su Jun replied honestly, despite her many thoughts, answering the old man's question.

"If you like it, have some more," Mingjing said, watching the two eat with relish, tears sparkling in her eyes. How long had it been since she'd felt this happy? She glanced at her two brothers—Ming Lou and Ming Cheng—who quietly ate their own meals, saying nothing.

Luo Shang, sharp-eyed, noticed that Xiao Zhen was about to wash his hands. She suddenly stood up and quickly followed behind him, startling the four lucky geese into honking loudly.

An Yixuan remained calm, glancing around to make sure no one was near. They were in the middle of a pitch-black forest. "Where is this...?" He pulled out his IP and quickly checked the map, which showed they were in the forest near Stutown.

"What are the names of the waiters in our room last night?" Ye Zhen casually handed over two red bills.

Even the Soul Refiner did not expect me to possess such power, though to him my attacks were still insignificant.

The deputy captain explained that in the morning, when it was light, the cameras provided clearer footage, so they captured the man in the shirt outside the rental. With this new timeframe, they checked all the nearby surveillance and found traces.

Suddenly, the dim moon in the sky turned bright and silver-white. Xie Mao took out the Mirror of Supreme Unity and aimed it at the moon, reflecting its image. In that instant, the passage of time and the world's changes flowed within the arched moon in the mirror. Yi Feishi leapt away and vanished without a trace.

Ping Lan was always efficient in her dealings. Since she had decided to explain the matter to Qin Fengyi, she would not delay.

Before issuing the new policy, Zhang Sheng summoned the magistrates of all the counties under his jurisdiction, explained the imperial edict and its details, and specifically selected a favored county for focused implementation.

"Seize her! No matter who commits such acts in our clan, they are treated equally! Such shamelessness cannot be allowed—how can we let her leave freely?" The second elder, upon hearing the responses of several young clansmen, issued his order coldly.

Just then, a crackling sound came from the stove, and at last her heart was set at ease.

When the heads of the He and Kang families took their leave from His Highness the Prince, their steps were a little unsteady. Old Master He invited Old Master Kang to his home for a visit, and Kang understood his intention. The southern tribes' summer was never too hot, as sea breezes regularly swept through, so that even at the height of summer, the weather was pleasantly temperate.