Chapter 51: Green Emerges

The family was both astonished and delighted as Yanxuan brought out dish after dish. Each plate was beautifully presented, radiating delicious aromas—just the sight alone promised a wonderful taste.

“Son, your cooking skills are amazing! When did you learn all this?” As everyone sat down to eat, Old Ding took a bite and couldn't stop praising him.

“I never expected I could…”

In her heart, Li Xue now admired Yang Qianfeng even more. She had never dreamed that his prediction would come true: the usually proud Qian Zufan had indeed done something foolish on a sudden whim. Afterward, he acted decisively by ordering the door to be broken down and calmly administering first aid once inside. He was truly remarkable.

This village, though not as orderly as a city, exuded a peaceful and natural charm. The atmosphere was harmonious, the residents lived simply and closely to the land, and the sense of joy was palpable. Along the way, people greeted them cheerfully.

Sweat had already soaked through his clothes, and he felt on the verge of collapse, his vision swimming with exhaustion. Yet he continued, repeating his motions like a machine.

The initial interrogation of Hua Dongshu did not go smoothly. However, after the interrogators explained the law—and especially when the morning phone call was mentioned—her psychological defenses crumbled entirely. She confessed everything she knew.

“Our purpose should be the same as yours,” Leng Bukeng said coldly. The three of us were taken aback by this revelation.

Even an adult couldn't withstand such treatment; Man Luolan burst into tears, covering her face with her sleeves, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Although the system sprite hadn't explained, Huang Yu was instantly excited—what man wouldn't want to be a little longer? Yet he failed to notice the mischievous grin on the sprite’s face.

“Next, I'll give you a general introduction to the situation in this village outside the Divine Realm. I hope it will be useful to you.” After saying this, Feng Bugu looked at the three, and seeing they were listening, continued his explanation.

“This…” Emperor Shitian was momentarily lost for words. It was one thing to lose a regular demigod, but Aladdin was his trusted aide—he had been counting on him to make money.

“I heard that this underground palace is actually a palace of fire. The ancient architect who built it used the natural gas here underground to construct a tomb of flames. There is natural gas behind the stone walls on both sides of the corridor where we’re standing. If there’s a single spark, it will all go up in flames!” Mina said.

Shi Qingqing opened her eyes. The man who had disgusted her was now standing with his back to her, opening the curtains and smoking a cigarette. His clothes were perfectly neat; he had never taken off a single piece the whole time.

However, within the heart of the imperial palace, I could not display the slightest arrogance. I arranged myself with the utmost care, adopting a solemn bearing as I made my way towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Ru Jiu shivered. Oh heavens! Such a hateful glare—she did not dare take responsibility… But she was not someone to be frightened easily.

At this point, there was no way he would risk his life against Zong Yun over this. After their exchange, the outcome was clear. To linger any longer would only bring shame upon himself, so Lord Yu gave a cold snort, released the bamboo tube from his waist, and turned away.

What’s more, he and Xiangzhi came from the same hometown. Xiangzhi was a few years his senior, and when he first entered the palace, she had taken good care of him.

Taking off clothes was an action suitable for many situations, but most often, it occurred in ambiguous or intimate moments. Since Cui’er said it so earnestly, it was hard not to let one’s thoughts wander.

As for Mi Zixuan stepping in to snatch the opportunity, even if those above had their reservations, they wouldn’t really make trouble for him. After all, with Old Master Guo Hongli backing him, and since he hadn’t committed any truly heinous crimes, he was safe.

The Great Shaman was undoubtedly one who inherited ancient arts of witchcraft and poison. Her medicines and methods were simple, pure, and deeply rooted in tradition. When she brought out the flower spider parasite this time, everyone felt a chill, but they had already been mentally preparing for such things.