Chapter 36: Legend of Zhen Huan, An Lingrong

"Not necessary."

"Does the master intend for Zhen Huan to follow the original plot?"

"I don't care for Zhen Huan's double standards. The wretched Emperor dotes on her as a substitute, and she has already committed emotional infidelity with the Fruit-Cousin, yet she still acts as if the Emperor has betrayed her."

Xiao Huzi replied, "Come to think of it, that is true."

"When she suffered a miscarriage, she insisted that the Emperor execute Consort Hua to be buried with her child. When the Emperor refused to comply with her wishes, she simply abandoned her husband and daughter, running off to..."

"If the Grand Secretary were to resign, is there anyone capable of succeeding him?" The Emperor Tianqi did not grant approval in court, as the protocol of three resignations and three refusals had to be observed. However, since the Emperor had posed the question, it was tantamount to approval in his heart.

"Between teacher and student, there is no need for thanks. I only hope that you will revitalize our Soul-Refining Cliff lineage in the future and make it the leader of the ten major sects!" Master Sanpo comforted Muyuan with a few words before turning to leave.

She knew it was him kissing her. She knew she should resist, but for some reason, she did not.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." On the golden bricks of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the muzzles of many soldiers' guns were still emitting wisps of smoke. As the formalities concluded, everyone's gaze shifted back to Li Mu and the Chongzhen Emperor.

Now, Chai An'an felt a sudden sense of relief. Although Yang Luo treated her like an enemy, she was still grateful that Yang Luo had been honest about not having lost her memory. At the same time, Yang Luo's capabilities made Chai An'an feel as if she saw a powerful, fresh force lurking in the shadows, solely to ensure Lu Cheng's safety.

The three immediately restrained their auras, dropped to the ground, and crept toward the location indicated by Muyuan. Within half an hour, they had reached the edge of the formation.

After hearing this, Mo Ruyang walked over slowly, but he did not say anything to Cui Han at first. Instead, he fell silent and retrieved an object from his robes.

The Yaling race severely damaged the pursuit fleet, destroying a large number of Human Federation warships, including two thousand advanced, black-painted vessels. Their own fleet suffered minimal losses, with a kill-to-loss ratio approaching fifty to one.

With a flash of light, Tan Tian appeared behind Pei Qian. As the broadsword swung like a windmill, a figure plummeted to the ground.

Resentment, obsession, all the reluctance to let go, the inability to part, and the unwillingness to accept—all will turn into a point of no return. One thought leads to heaven, another to hell; this is destiny.

After Meiga left, Yu Weilan told her father about the Chanyu's demand for Meiga to enter the palace and her refusal. King Yuqian knew that his brother and Wei Lu were treacherous and could not sit still, so he changed into plain clothes and went to the Shaman's medical clinic.

At this moment, although Zi Ming's eyes were filled with madness, his body seemed unable to withstand such exertion and began to tremble.

Therefore, after agreeing to Elder Han's request, he rolled up his sleeves and began to direct the dozens of doctoral-level research assistants without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing the branches wrapping around it, the insect was terrified and immediately drove its power of laws to the limit.

Subsequently, through the mediation of Noble Consort Rong, Huangfu Lanyue finally walked out of the imperial palace and headed straight for the Prime Minister's residence.

This winter was not lonely. Every ten or eight days, someone would come to invite the Shaman to heal the sick. Whether it was for people or livestock, Su Wu happily accompanied Meiga on these trips.

The position of president automatically fell to Yang Qingshan. This news brought great joy to Yang Qingshan and the others in the Sect Alliance.

"I will find Tu Li. I will convince him not to trouble you anymore," Chen Ling'er said in a cold tone.

Traveling without pause, a moment later, an auction house surrounding the massive black tower appeared before the three of them.

He had originally thought that since such a connection existed, he would make use of it, but who would have thought he wouldn't even be able to find the person.

The mother sword is as heavy as a mountain, capable of easily cleaving mountains and seas, while the child sword is light and versatile, embodying the essence of the sword path.

"It's fine. If it really comes down to it, I'll take some cold medicine tonight. I have to set up the exam rooms tomorrow, and the exams start the day after. There's enough time," Dai Yiman said with a smile, offering comfort.