Chapter 51: Profound and Elusive

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Yet she did not know that, of all things, marriage was precisely the most difficult and insurmountable hurdle for him.

The Ghost Whistle let out an eerie, cackling laugh, its different frequencies of sound waves escaping through its broken, gappy teeth. Some of these sound waves I could not hear, while others I could, yet they sounded precisely like an old dog panting heavily, wheezing back and forth.

Madam Zhao remained silent. She naturally knew how chaotic that household would become once she left; the shrewd Dowager Matron, realizing she was about to lose both people and wealth, would likely move to her second son's mansion.

How could this be? Lu Yunzheng had clearly doted on Lu Jingyu so deeply, clearly obeying his every single word without exception.

At the command of the Ancestor of Corpses, the rumbling of battle drums shook the heavens and the earth. Eight thousand massive-bodied giants stepped forward in unison, their synchronized march carrying them in a direct, ferocious charge toward the Great Wall defense line.

Even though Li Fan had prepared himself for the worst-case scenario, he never expected that facing this reality would still cause his heart to ache so profoundly.

Qianli was right there in his arms—the fierce intensity of battling a shark in the open sea, the sheer triumph of victory, and a deep, enveloping sense of happiness.

Yet now, when I recalled those fragments of our time together, it felt as though I were a total stranger watching from the sidelines. Though tears would still fall, my heart seemed as though it would never beat for them again.

At the moment of her death, she had even gotten into a roaring argument with Zong Zhiyi in her dream, standing on a cliffside with crashing waves below, furious at his damnably vacant expression at that very moment. Who on earth were you looking down on?

She knew that the former Ling Yuwei had been a foolish and dim-witted person, but she simply could not manage to feign madness and idiocy. If she acted unconvincingly, it would only expose her flaws; besides, since she had bumped her head earlier, suddenly recovering her sanity should be a reasonably acceptable explanation.

The old man showed not a shred of fearful flattery despite the visitor being a Lieutenant General. After opening the door, he simply went right back to sleep.

"Very well." Cheng Xia forced a calm composure as she took the bath towel. Glancing at the undeniable symbol of his manhood, a flash of panic crossed her eyes, though it vanished in the blink of an eye. She could not afford to yield; if she showed fear, then this battle would already be lost before it even began.

Xia Nanyuan stood frozen there until they completely vanished from her line of sight, only then coming to a hazy realization of what Xia Liangjun had just said. Yet, why on earth would she possibly need to seek out a meeting with the Princess Consort Duan?

He had seen right through everything she tried to conceal? Li Wenyan was momentarily startled, showing a shy and awkward embarrassment as he gave a light, masking cough and said, "It is nothing at all. As long as our son likes it..." Still, a trace of lingering disappointment remained in his heart as she deftly dodged his unspoken confession of love.

"I will make them pay the price for what they have done." Ling Yuwei had originally wished not to stoop to their level, but rather than relenting, they had only grown more relentless, framing her time and time again. Since that was the case, she would ensure they received the punishment they richly deserved.

"Nangong Ye has already decided to execute Nangong Yi by beheading at high noon tomorrow." Ling Yufei's face was etched with worry, for she knew how cruel such news would be to Ling Yuwei, yet she had no idea how to stop Nangong Ye's sinister plot.

"Where is the Prince? Where is he right now?" After finishing her morning ablutions, Qin Qianjue turned her head slightly and asked with a furrowed brow. Zhuansun Ji should already be aware of this matter as well; she wondered what his thoughts might be on the subject.

However, before she had even taken a few steps, her path was blocked by three figures descending abruptly from the sky.

"So what if they are?" Although Andrei held high hopes for these two youths, they were still far too green. Perhaps only setbacks could truly temper and mature them.

Shen Wu produced a can of beverage, popped it open, placed it before her, and sat down right beside her.

In the past, with Lu Hao's life or death completely unknown, she, along with Zhang Jiande and Shao Qing, not only had to struggle to keep the Taotie Legion afloat, but also had to push themselves through grueling, life-risking training day and night. For her back then, getting injured was simply a part of everyday life.

At present, this was the most critical juncture, as well as the most agonizing moment for Master Niu. Lina kept a watchful vigil by his side, constantly reminding Master Niu not to let his focus waver, to remain single-minded and guard his spiritual altar.

"It's not like that. I don't know why either, but the game keeps matching me with trash teammates, and the opponents on the other side are ridiculously overpowered." Li Jinxuan shook her head as she spoke.

"Yanniang, after all these years, do you still remember this Prince?!" Xiang Guyixuan rolled his eyes in utter disregard for dignity. With a redoubled force in her grip, Banxia glared at Yanniang and demanded aloud.

Back then, she had been accidentally swept into the Baize Continent. After drifting for half a year, she had spent a full three months surviving solely within a demonic beast lair—and at that time, she was only around ten years old.

Consequently, owing to their innate physical advantages, this clan rightfully secured a place within the top ten of the Myriad Clans Ranking.

Recalling this memory, as she gazed upon the deeply devoted couple clinging to each other before her, the agony in the heart of the Xuanming Sovereign surged over her once more, leaving her utterly unable to breathe.

Walking right beside Jiang Sheng, Mu Qiancheng was startled when she suddenly collapsed to the ground, and hastily reached out to lift her back up.

"It is not too late to speak of it now. I am known as Elder Yao. Though I carry the title of the All-Knowing, I am not a peddler of medicine." Elder Yao said slowly to Tianye.

After all, probing for information from a normal person using ordinary methods was already difficult enough, let alone when Mengniya was a reincarnation traveler who had survived at least two reincarnation副本es, making it arduous beyond measure.

"What the hell!" Tianye hastily scrambled to his feet, but a bead of sweat had already trickled down his face, feeling as though it had been brushed by some filthy entity. Tianye frantically wiped it away with his sleeve.

Before the heavy snow could blanket the area, Su Chen and August took the lead in entering the 'secret base'.

"But..." After listening to Song Zheng's words, the hesitation on the old man's face remained unchanged. Although he felt that Song Zheng's logic was sound, the slightest miscalculation on his part would plunge all the villagers into deadly peril. How could the old man not hesitate?

In other words, Tianye's current cultivation level was indeed on par with the Hegemon of Western Chu, but much like how two apples might look identical on the outside, one could only truly tell if the fruit within was sweet and delicious by tasting it.

Like fierce tigers rushing down from the mountains, drooling profusely and brandishing their weapons, they charged forward without a single backward glance.

As for Su Chen, he was dressed in a sharp blue suit that perfectly accentuated his flawless physique.

Yet he seemed to have completely forgotten that shortly before, Su Chen had single-handedly taken on four opponents and successfully counter-killed a peak tier-nine werewolf.