Chapter 62: Unease
Within the high walls of red brick and green tiles lies a world entirely different from the one outside. The Imperial Guards, clad in heavy armor, reveal faces of striking handsomeness, barely a third of which is visible beneath their helmets. With their uniform height and build, Su Tang could not help but lament that, regardless of the era, the finest men in the world seem to be dedicated to the service of the state. From the palace gate to the Emperor’s side hall, she waited for a while in a small chamber, as the palace maids explained that the Emperor was currently receiving court officials.
Mu Hansheng opened his eyes and unleashed the nascent cold flame within him. In an instant, the entire courtyard was frozen over; crystalline and clear, shrouded in a frigid mist, it felt as though they had been transported to the polar extremes. Even the blood in one’s veins seemed to congeal, and the circulation of spiritual energy slowed to a crawl.
Meanwhile, Madam Lu had already approached to take An Cheng’s hand, plucking an exquisite hairpin made entirely of mutton-fat jade from her own hair—it looked like a piece meant for imperial use. Jun Qianche spoke in a low voice, afraid to look up at Luo Yunxi’s expression, dreading the disappointment he might find in her eyes.
It was late autumn, and the weather had turned chilly; at the very least, a long-sleeved shirt or a light jacket was necessary to stay warm. Luo Yunxi showed her a vision: He Bai appeared in those desolate hills and gullies, then performed a forbidden technique to save them all, only to eventually depart from this world forever.
Lei Mao recalled the times they spent together. At first, Mu Hansheng had been resistant, but as time passed, he came to accept Han Qiuyan. The two would laugh and talk, like a pair of celestial lovers. Yet, when he was with her, it was only his own one-sided sycophancy; she had never once smiled at him.
A burst of cheering erupted. Xun Han immediately looked toward the gallery and saw a man in white, with the character for "Artifact" embroidered on his chest, appearing on the stage. The Empress Dowager had made meticulous preparations, so this was merely a formality. She noticed that neither Li Renzhi nor Jiang Ning showed any signs of surprise; only when she saw Jiang Yan did she look slightly taken aback.
Almost simultaneously, on the Demon clan’s command platform, a figure moved like a wisp of smoke, instantly blocking the path before Li Ruoshui. With a tone of utter disdain, the figure remarked that such palm force would be enough only to crush a mere mud-pellet palace.
The sky collapsed and the earth crumbled. Wherever the force passed, a space storm surged, transforming into a giant dragon that swallowed the heavens and the earth, roaring as it engulfed that single punch.
The middle-aged man, knowing he was in the wrong, took Meng Shuang’s scolding without a word of protest, turning around to fetch the car.
"But you were the one who asked us to take you to the Sealing Assembly, and we have already come to regard you as a member of our team," Wu Yong said, coaxing her gently.
"Two hundred and ten thousand—this guy has drained my entire fortune! If this Sealing Assembly doesn't succeed, I won't know how to live after this," Jiang Gan said with a grimace.
Sensing the turmoil deep within Emiya Kiritsugu’s heart, Maiya Hisau kissed the man who intoxicated her with tenderness. She hoped that even if she could only help a little, and even if she were a burden in battle, she could at least offer the comfort of her body to this man afterward.
However, this incident showed Wu Yong a way to resolve the situation. Perhaps this was an opportunity that could be well-utilized; if handled correctly, it could lead to the capture of the terrorists within the Beggar Sect in one fell swoop.
"Alright, don't be sad. Let’s call it even, shall we? You nearly killed me last time, and this time I saved your life. You have to repay me, don't you?" Yu turned around, his hand stroking the Grim Reaper’s hips, while his other hand grabbed at her chest, offering comfort with great earnestness.
Because she was floating in mid-air, Huang Quan had a superior vantage point compared to Zheng Yi, making it easier for her to spot anomalies.
Under the influence of the scattered demon souls gathered in the valley and fused into baleful energy, it was as if a deathly entity was about to awaken from that spot.
Because of the notifications from other team members, Yaman and Rex knew that what Chen Yin said held no exaggeration. In this world, many had already guessed the effect of that scroll, and many large teams had begun to send out invitations to talk to the reincarnator before them.
The proprietress of the Jade Shop recognized Shangguan Ling'er. Was this not the precious daughter of City Lord Shangguan? There were rumors in Tengzhou that Shangguan Ling'er’s beauty was such that one smile could captivate a lord, two could captivate a city, and three could captivate a nation—a rare, icy-cold, and brilliant beauty known throughout the world.
The unknown is terrifying. Facing this horrific unknown, Liang Xiao did not know where his path forward lay. He could only walk step by step through the darkness, moving toward an uncertain future.
Tons of damage landed on the Talon, killing Sao Nan’s champion instantly, but the follow-up output couldn't keep up. Liu Wei’s LeBlanc was mercilessly flanked and forced to use her Zhonya's Hourglass while waiting for the end. The team fight lasted less than ten seconds.
The opponent had banned Rek'Sai, Azir, and Kalista. Talon harbored a deep hatred for that young man, yet he could not refuse the other’s request, for the man had also sent a cassette tape recording Talon’s conspiracy with the vice president of the Yizhongcheng Group.
Hearing this, Qin Junxi frowned, casting his divine sense into the forest area.
"Bingbing, I’ve noticed that ever since Li Long arrived, you’ve become more and more wicked!" Chen Xue laughed.
Yu Xiao’s train of thought was interrupted by pain, and his anger flared. Adding his previous reflections to the mix, he made his decision.
If these people had good guns, it would be fine; piercing the carriage might even cause a secondary explosion. But the muskets in their hands were simply useless.
Having just controlled his body to mimic a move, Qin Junxi felt his body gradually undergoing some changes.
She had never expected that the stone which caused her to lose her tent in the violent winds of Ghost-Crying Pass had been kicked by the scarred man behind her.
Linda seemed familiar with the place and took the group of five for a hearty lunch, asking the owner to arrange a rental car, saying they were heading to Lhasa and that money was no object.
Left with no other choice, Zheng He had to patiently blow on the remaining roasted meat to ensure Nanxiang would not burn herself.
The roast duck shop owner had some impression of Zheng He; it seemed the young man was a scholar who had been at the examination hall for the past few days.
Ever since she was at the Prince Regent’s mansion or brought out by Jia Yu, she had never gone hungry. Now, seeing an annoying person, she certainly couldn't let them delay her meal.