Chapter 110: Exposing the Identity

Ye Rou was desperate, gasping for breath, filled with unwillingness. She couldn’t believe that Ye Cheng was so powerful—that in front of him, she couldn’t even block a single move.

“If Lin Yaoxue weren’t my woman, I would have killed you already! I advise you not to play any tricks in the future. It’s very dangerous,” Ye Cheng said coldly.

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Shen Longyu was certain something was wrong. He couldn’t recall when he had last smelled this scent. In the past, it was instinctive—he could remember without thinking. Dragons have excellent memories; they remember both grudges and favors.

After the call, Peng Cheng remained unsettled for a long time. Jian Ning saw him with Lin Wanru, so she had gone to City C out of spite?

Yin Dayin couldn’t shake off the young man, and there was a reason for it. He couldn’t break free because the man carried an inexplicable power that made it impossible for Yin Dayin to refuse him.

As for whether this person before him was infected by that evil disease, Long Tian wasn’t sure, but it was definitely connected. It seemed the only way to leave this place was to kill all these people first. Long Tian didn’t believe anyone could sneak away unnoticed.

Listening to Jian Ao’s words, Jing Peng’s eyes lit up. “What a brotherhood of the RB Three Sworn Brothers! From now on, you’ll be my eldest and second brothers! Eldest brother, second brother, please accept my salute!” He even mimicked the gesture of kowtowing.

When I told them about Sister Yu’er’s situation, their attitude was the same as mine: whether or not to have a training match was irrelevant. The important thing was not to lose face, and going to the Korean server was also a good option.

We stayed up all night tossing and turning, barely slept. Today there are many people, so it’s a perfect chance to rest well.

“That’s right. Also, I’ve collected various spiritual herbs that I can’t use for now. I can plant them in my spatial realm and harvest them when needed,” Li Yu shrugged, speaking calmly.

“Attack!” Yang Tian shouted loudly. Above his head, the blazing sun erupted, countless red rays shooting up, pressing down on the mountain-and-river scroll as if to crush it.

Within the dragon vein, vast energy flowed. The mysterious yellow qi flickered intermittently, and at this moment, a figure appeared amid the dragon vein’s energy fluctuations. Sitting cross-legged as if immersed in magma, the figure was as calm and still as an ancient monk in deep meditation.

Even with greatly enhanced strength, the body couldn’t endure it. Helpless, Ling Tian abandoned his attack, swiftly dodging with a flash, no longer engaging the old man. Then, pushing off the tower wall with both feet, he shot toward the exit below.

In front of him, a silver-white wolf-shaped beast stood quietly in the carriage. Its massive body was a full circle larger than the previous beast. Its long claws were half a foot in length, gleaming coldly. Just now, it had clashed claws with Lin Xiao.

In the Ming Dynasty’s more than 270 years, it was rare for people to be punished for speech. The famous official Hai Rui scolded Emperor Jiajing but ended up unharmed and even promoted.

Ling Tian glanced indifferently at the countless cultivators densely packed in the sky, their presence obscuring his view. He slowly closed his eyes again, waiting patiently for the Purple Jade Morning Sunflower to mature. Before it matured, Ling Tian would not allow it to be harmed in the slightest.

Before the sentence was finished, Master Cat snapped his fingers like performing a magic trick. Then, a business card appeared in his hand. He flicked it into the fireplace.

Wen Tiren himself was a jinshi graduate. Having experienced the hardships of passing the provincial exams and then the imperial exams, he understood the difficulty and therefore didn’t insist further.

“Should I beg Chief Steward Shi?” Empress Wang asked nervously. Like the other concubines, though she was the ruler of the six palaces, she still feared Shi Zhongchen deeply.