Chapter 96: I do.

Su Tang sensed that something was amiss.

Previously, she had been able to send messages out of the imperial palace, but now her words could no longer leave the palace walls.

It was said that the Emperor was gravely ill, and to prevent the people of the inner court from having excessive contact with the outer court, everyone in the inner palace was forbidden from leaving. News from the inner palace could not get out, and only news from outside could be brought in.

The Empress Dowager remarked that it had been the same way during the Emperor's previous illness.

Yet, even though she had recovered a bit under the treatment of the imperial physicians, the Empress Dowager's complexion remained...

"He knew I hadn't returned, so what did he say?" That traitor—when the opportunity arose to meet again, she would simply have to teach him a thorough lesson.

"Oh, you, just what am I supposed to say to you? Is the stock market really something to be played with so casually?" Wang Qingyuan glanced at Chen Qimei, who wore a crestfallen expression, rolling his eyes in exasperation.

"Brother Miyazaki, please wait here for a moment. I shall go and announce your arrival right away." With those words, the officer turned and left directly.

"Meier!?" Gu Yu's words startled Ji Feng. He looked at Gu Yu in confusion, utterly failing to understand what Gu Yu meant by such a statement.

He only felt that after going through such a massive roundabout turn, ending up with this kind of situation was both utterly absurd and purely farcical.

The young man had delicate features and a gentle, scholarly demeanor, yet Yun Qianqian fancied she could see cold light flashing continuously within his eyes.

"Who told the heavens to be so generous to me? The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that others treat like precious treasures is within my easy reach." Ye Xue rudely shoved Xuanyuan Aotian aside, taking a seat on the chair behind the guqin with him.

"Commander Wang, the losses among my men are simply too heavy, and more and more are fleeing from battle. What should we do? What on earth should we do?" The leader of the Geda Red Spear Society rushed anxiously to find Wang Shijiu, the temporary commander of the Restoration Army's mobile regiment.

A faint, ghostly laugh escaped my lips. I cast my gaze over Leng Bingshuang's exquisitely alluring and voluptuous figure, looking at the full breasts tightly encased in her form-fitting uniform, feeling an urge for my saliva to practically droop down.

Noticing that the surrounding guards bore not a single wound on their bodies, Mo Erbo was just about to chuckle when he heard Long Tianyu snap his fingers in the distance.

Three high-ranking evil race warriors at the eighth stage of the Saint Realm heard Xie Wuning's telepathic instruction and charged down to intercept Long Tianyu.

"Darling, I want you." Hanyue's scorching breath brushed against Nami's ear, causing her to tremble involuntarily.

"Um... Nami, actually there's something I've been keeping from you." Hanyue said without looking back, watching Bon Clay's ship gradually distance itself.

"I said, passage through here is not permitted!" Yang appeared in front of Hanyue without missing a beat, attempting to block his path.

"Esteemed senior, might I ask what reason you have for pursuing this junior?" Song涛 took the initiative to break the silence, cupping his fists and bowing as he spoke.

Although his right arm looked somewhat terrifying, the power of the dandelion blast was not as great as imagined, and only a mere two seed bombs had managed to injure him, resulting in nothing more than superficial flesh wounds. On the other hand, the venom of the Black-Inched Viper was remarkably stubborn, leaving him unable to so much as move, let alone open his mouth to speak.

Suddenly, black flames erupted from their eyes, noses, mouths, and tongues. The nearby cultivators rapidly retreated to the side, watching as the entire bodies of those few cultivators instantly consumed by the black blaze.

"You lewd fiend, you still recognize me? You scum of the evil race, today I shall make you forfeit your life right here!" Xuefei pointed two fingers of her right hand at the blue sword, hurtling it directly toward Xie Wuhuang. She had no desire to stain her gown with the old villain's toxic blood.

The Blood Demon Ancestor's impulsiveness was well within the expectations of the Corpse Demon Sovereign and the Nether Soul Demon Sovereign. However, neither of them had anticipated that the legendary, mysterious Blood Demon Ancestor was not quite as overwhelmingly powerful as rumored, failing to reach an uncrossable realm. Judging by the aura he emitted, his strength was fundamentally on par with their own side.

Even flying swords crafted from Great Dragon Scale Steel could barely reach the top tier of Profound Grade treasures, still falling a fraction short of the Star-Slaying Demon Sword. How could inferior fine dragon-patterned steel armor possibly withstand Qin Ming's flying sword?