Chapter 70: Wounded

The Heir to the Duke of the State gazed coldly at him. "How is it that I heard the Grand Court of Justice found you at the Grand Tutor's mansion?"

Lu Jingyuan’s lips tightened slightly. "Is the Heir implying that this relative of mine is at the Grand Tutor's mansion?"

"Ha! Hahaha!" The Junior Minister of the Grand Court of Justice burst into laughter. "Good, very good. This talent for feigning ignorance is quite impressive."

The Heir to the Duke of the State let out a scoff and turned away.

Watching the Heir’s retreating figure, the Junior Minister said, "Alright, you can rest easy. By tomorrow at the latest, your belongings—"

Satan pressed his hand firmly against the drops of essence blood, then sliced his palm to release a large amount of ordinary blood. These two types of blood, sharing the same origin, fused together perfectly in an instant. As they writhed, they transformed into a lifelike blood-construct of Satan.

Of course, this alliance was loose and initially ineffective, but as everyone’s understanding of the Ghost Domain deepened, their coordinated strikes grew increasingly powerful.

"My lineage of sword cultivators has always been about contending with the heavens and the earth, using our own strength to break through every obstacle, reaching that supreme and boundless realm, transcending the three worlds and six paths, escaping the cycle of reincarnation, and roaming the universe at will," Sword Venerable Green Lotus said with a faint smile.

Seeing Cheng Tiexuan’s strange expression, Qiu Wuyi reached out from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

Seeing Sun An fighting with such ferocity, Pang Wanchun found it improper to use hidden arrows against him. Instead, he kept his bow drawn, ready to save Li Kui should he prove unable to hold his own.

As everyone gathered and took their seats, Yan Mei’er found that she had a place of her own, which naturally improved her impression of the situation.

After the coroner and his son left, Qiu Min became even busier, practically in a state of disarray. Although Qin Tai came to help, they were still severely shorthanded.

"Let’s go. We shall head to the Luojia Hall now to meet this Cao Yuanyuan." Dan Chen’s lips curled into a faint smile as he stood up and pushed open the doors of the stone chamber.

Nonsense, of course she didn't know any of them. Lan-jie barely recognized a hundred characters as it was, and that was only because Wu Qi had taught her hand-in-hand.

Gongsun Sheng and Chao Xiong immediately returned to the camp. Over the next few days, Chao Xiong led the naval forces to build temporary piers and lighthouses at the harbor, while Gongsun Sheng led two hundred cavalrymen to survey the island, focusing on understanding the terrain, topography, and the distribution of the tribes.

The palace gates of the divine temple remained open, and the entire temple was bathed in golden light, as if illuminated by the radiance of a Buddha. The Heavenly Emperor rushed into the temple in a single stride; sure enough, that Heaven-ordained thread of fate was shining with a golden glow, even more intensely than before.

Before long, Xiang Long returned to the forest. Upon seeing him arrive, Wendy and the others could not help but feel a bit annoyed.

Seeing Su Yue’e’s nervous appearance—she looked as if she had been frightened—he found her quite adorable.

"Just some business matters; he’s looking to move some high-demand goods," Xin Yi casually made up an excuse, hoping to gloss over it.

Moreover, he felt a deep curiosity about A-Xin. This young man radiated a fierce, violent battle aura that rivaled his own; there must be something lurking within his body—something that even he, Single Claw, had reason to fear.

"White Eagle!" Shaoyan launched five bolts of Nine Heavens Thunder directly at Han Yaori and the others. Knowing the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder, they immediately scrambled to dodge, but this move unexpectedly left White Eagle in a vulnerable position. The four iron chains tightened instantly, and White Eagle let out a roar, but it was to no avail.

Things had finally made some progress, which gradually lightened Sawen’s mood and seemed to broaden his train of thought. He considered a second problem: he needed to find people skilled in calculation. Finding such a group at present was quite difficult, as he had never paid much attention to such things in the past.

It seems that sometimes, even with the best living conditions and the finest education, it is not guaranteed that one can raise the best children.

There were many people lurking in the room, most of them wearing cloaks to conceal their faces. As the leopard-man assumed an offensive stance, they drew their blades one after another, surrounding him with cold, sharp edges like a ring of thorns.