Chapter 56: The Fastest Risers Fall the Hardest

Weibo is currently one of the top-ranking social networking applications in the country, deeply beloved by internet surfers. Its advertising revenue alone amounts to hundreds of millions every year. Users have also gradually grown accustomed to the fact that whenever they open Weibo, the first thing that appears on the screen is not the application itself, but a three-second sponsored advertisement. Only after those three seconds disappear does the Weibo home screen finally load.

However, tonight, when everyone opened the Weibo app, something unexpected happened.

"Naturally, it has immense utility." If one could burrow underground, they could silently enter the imperial city unnoticed, and furthermore, eavesdrop on top-secret intelligence known to no one else.

Originally, it was meant to be a chant of scenic beauty, but having just been dismissed from office, he could not let it go for the moment. Therefore, the last two sentences unconsciously began to lament the current state of court politics.

Yu Weiyin pushed him away, sitting up straight, and experienced a sensation akin to riding a roller coaster.

It was also from that time onward that the rule forbidding monks from eating meat was established. However, the Southern Dynasty only lasted a few short years and never truly unified the entire country, so its influence fell far short of affecting future generations.

When she saw Baili Wuchen standing safely before her, astonishment was plainly written across her face.

Besides, regardless of how one looked at it, Daoism remained the state religion of the Great Tang at this time. If so many privileges were granted to the Zhan Sect, where would that leave Daoism? Let alone Daoism, Buddhism, as the second-largest religion, would likely object as well.

The manager took the box, and the two men in black gave a few more instructions. Seeing that the two were about to leave, Sylvia nodded toward Xing Tianyi, pushed open the door, and walked right in.

Compared to her, Shangguan Fei's situation was far more perilous. To ensure Le Bing's safety, Shangguan Fei had directly drawn away all three pursuers. At this moment, he was under siege by the three of them; although his strength allowed him to hold out for now, the situation was far from optimistic.

Except for the roots, most of the Anbu lived as ordinary ninjas except during missions. When night fell, many shadowy figures first sprinted toward the Hokage Building, while a smaller number who were already on duty received more immediate orders and rushed toward the Forest of Death.

To give an example, the pagoda is made of clay, while merit is the fire. Through the firing of the flame, the clay figure transforms into pottery. The pagoda at this moment was precisely like this; having successively absorbed the merits of several emperors, grain by grain, it finally transformed from a quantitative accumulation into a qualitative leap.

Calculated this way, April had not seen him for quite a few days. He was still clad in black robes and black boots.

For a moment, aside from Huoyun and Huohai, every single disciple within the clan was moved, their gazes locking onto the two of them simultaneously.

Huo Feiyang wore a complex expression; he desperately wanted to pursue and kill Han Bin, but remembering Han Bin's terrifying power, he held himself back.

Empress Duanjing fulfilled her filial duties to the Empress Dowager to the utmost, assisted My Person, and thoroughly regulated the inner court. I look up to her benevolent guidance and fondly remember her virtue and gentleness. All funeral and sacrificial rites shall be handled with utmost generosity, yet I cannot restrain my grief with ritual, and everything has been excessive—how could this not be lawless? This is my first fault.

As the Elf race's supreme divine statue, the primordial energy possessed by Shenyou was incomparable to anything others could muster.

I do not want to return to that unfamiliar house. With no family members inside, the dwelling possessed virtually no vitality, making it far less comfortable than simply staying on the streets.

The ministers chattered all at once, unable to reach a consensus for a time. Some even suggested emulating Emperor Jing of Han in his handling of the Rebellion of the Seven States—"purge the imperial court of bad ministers and execute Chao Cuo"—negotiating a peace treaty with Wu Sangui, dividing the territory, and laying down arms.

April knew that if she claimed there was no connection, the Empress would discover the truth with a single investigation; but if she admitted a connection, she would be subjected to endless, detailed questioning.

The matter of generational transition had been temporarily set aside due to the construction issues of the new headquarters. This did not mean it had been forgotten, but merely shelved for the time being. Entrusting Su Yishui's young team to take office was an inevitability that could not be avoided, only advanced or delayed slightly in terms of timing.

Unable to withstand the immense pressure, the Heavenly Emperor of Death abruptly dropped to one knee, his right hand still gripping the bone sword while his left hand propped up the earth.