Chapter 60 Infrasound

"Now that the country is plagued by chaos, talented individuals should step forward and make themselves known, but personally, I have no desire for an official career," Wei Lin said.

After some thought, Lin Chuyue concluded that she must find a way to leave Linglong in the East Palace. After all, with Linglong stationed there, she would be able to keep abreast of everything happening within the East Palace even from the outside, and stay better informed about the recent developments concerning the Crown Prince, who was far away on the frontier.

"Elder brother, to be honest with you, we've only known each other for two days, and I..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Lin Xuan's expression of utter shock.

"As you command!" The guards behind Li Chengqian rushed forward and swiftly carried the heavily injured Fang Xuanling out of the main hall.

Choking back her tears, Lin Chuyue questioned Zhang Anze. After all, shouldn't the Crown Prince be busy assisting Zhao Hanliu with the arrangements for Grand Tutor Zhao's funeral? How was it that he was already by her bedside now?

However, Liu Jiahuan, who was driving the bulldozer right at the front, paid him no heed whatsoever. Instead, he adjusted the steering and drove straight toward the second row of factory buildings in the courtyard, crushing everything in his path. Perhaps due to the deafening noise of the bulldozer, he completely failed to notice Pan Hongjiang's shouts.

Inside the royal palace hall, three distinct factions each harbored their own hidden agendas. Though the tension between them was already sharp as drawn swords, they still had to force smiles onto their faces and maintain an appearance of harmony, creating a deeply eerie atmosphere.

Fighting was certainly an option, but he was unfamiliar with the terrain, and there was no guarantee he could successfully escape.

Many of the Golden-Armored Pandas, Immortal Martial Troops, and even the Mountain Dwellers sent to foul and unclean realms had, decades before heading into battle, fought to varying degrees in the Underworld of the Yellow Springs.

Fortunately, Zhang Anze possessed a resilient destiny, otherwise he might have been implicated in the grievances of the older generation. After all, the imperial family dreaded nothing more than siblings turning against one another; while the Emperor's ascension had not quite reached the point of outright fratricide, it had nonetheless cast a fatal shadow over his own brothers.

The remaining dozens of people stepped forward one by one to place the freshly gathered herbs onto the brocade tray beside Cheng Mengyuan.

Zhuang He spent the vast majority of his time lost in thought. The elderly director did not have many days left, and lately, he had become exceptionally talkative, repeating certain words over and over again.

Since the Marquis and the Dowager were blind to this, their attitude toward Gu Xi would never change. Everything they had done over the past few days had completely exhausted whatever lingering familial affection remained.

However, the city lord standing nearby simply assumed that Bai Yanran was weaving falsehoods solely to escape punishment.

Shen Qingrong, whose face had moments before been filled with terror, seemed instantly ignited by those words. Her gaze brimmed with stubborn defiance, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably, whether from anger or fear.

The sensation of teeth piercing her skin was bizarre. Tang Mumin felt as though half her body had gone numb, and the wounds being licked and kissed tingled with a mixture of numbness and itchiness.

The doorbell rang again. Xuxu rinsed her mouth, walked out, and this time, without asking who it was, she directly opened the door.

With that said, Liu Jinhove turned her head and exchanged a helpless look with Zheliu. Finding that the other woman wore the exact same expression, Liu Jinhove let out a faint sigh and said no more.

"Don't panic yet, just buy me a little time to hold her off, I'll be able to recover in a moment!" Qinglian's voice echoed directly in her mind.

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Over a hundred martial artists were preparing to close in for the kill. After all, the temptation offered by the Life and Death Floating Slaughter Mirror that Long Hao had just used was right there; to claim they didn't want to get their hands on it would be an outright lie.

The car continued moving forward, carrying Su Ziyan and her companions all the way north as they drove further and further away from the urban area.

Neither Paper Kite Mountain nor Yindai Mountain had ever been found to possess hot spring pools. For Shiniang and Shuaishuai, the hot spring located behind the main sanctuary held an irresistible attraction.

Upon seeing this, Zhai Xiying remained deeply displeased, because Ruoruo was a full head shorter than Qu Lishang; the moment she reluctantly draped her arm around Qu Lishang's shoulder, her body pressed terribly close to his.

Looking out into the distance, everything appeared hazy and chaotic. The Ten Directions Ancient Realm was boundless and vast; though more than ten thousand cultivators had rushed inside, they were like stones sinking into the vast sea, showing no signs of crowding whatsoever.

After all, he had just arrived and had yet to make any achievements; even if Yan Xiuying found out, what of it? It would only shatter whatever illusions remained in her heart.

Looking at Zhao Hua, Patriarch Mu Dongcheng and the other senior members of the Chen family wore expressions that shifted through shades of green and purple.

Director Zhao Yuan, Criminal Police Brigade Captain Zhou Bohou, Deputy Captain Liu Qi, and the other detectives of the criminal investigation brigade were all present.

"Xian'er, still want to go study abroad at Harvard?" Yang Nan asked softly, blowing warm breath against her ear with a smile.

A middle-aged man in white who was watering the flowers and plants before him seemed to sense something, abruptly halting what he was doing.

This river was not large, and had it not been the middle of summer, it might have dried up completely at any moment.

The voice of the Great Constant Divine King sounded as though it came from the highest heavens, carrying an inspiring and convincing majesty, yet it was also as ethereal and elusive as heavenly music.

Come to think of it, Asia Invincible in the film undoubtedly won the love of Linghu Chong, but what about Shui Linghuai?

The wind grew stronger and stronger. When Chen Hu saw that even that massive boulder was showing signs of loosening and swaying, his heart leaped into his throat. He even reached out with trembling hands, pressing his back against the stone to brace it.

Upon second thought, something felt amiss. Brother Monkey was not a reckless person, and Brother Li was even less of a coward who feared death. The only logical explanation was... Brother Li was currently leading people to lay an ambush outside the door, waiting for the right moment to rush in all at once.