Chapter 59: Medium Range

"What, what, what's the gossip?"
"Spill the tea, master!"
"I love deep secrets of the wealthy elite, keep talking!"
"I heard it all from Fortune Media, the streamer is talking about it right now." Just as Suxi typed out a line, her account was automatically logged off, and when she tried to log in again, a prompt stated "account does not exist."
This was the method of Tianyan.
However, Suxi's mission was already accomplished, as the viewer count in her own livestream room surged past twenty in an instant.
Later, it was only because Empress Lin worried that these rumors would spread outside the palace and damage the royal family's reputation, while also aiming to protect the ministers who served her, that she issued an order to suppress the rumors, which finally allowed them to subside.
Zhou Bing'er waved her hand casually, said nothing more, and then left accompanied by her maid.
Half of the nightmare consisted of his own memories, and the other half belonged to Wei Shi. The two streams of consciousness first separated, and finally intertwined, crowding and jumbling together in his mind. In the end—Wujin could even clearly feel that he was sitting in the modification room of the R-code base, still able to see the youthful grandmaster outside the window.
Chang Xiao's body stiffened. He pondered that he shouldn't have offended Boss Bai, so why did the latter look at him with such displeasure?
Yi Yuanwei felt that it still had plenty of energy, covering three to four hundred li a day. The weather was wonderful, and the wind blew gently past the wild grass by the roadside.
Seeing his usually proud grandson looking so absent-minded, Elder Shan wore a look of utter helplessness on his face.
The next second, the master's rough palm decisively took hold of his own. Wujin squinted his eyes to adjust for a moment, only to realize that the surroundings were not completely pitch black.
Night Demon Star looked with an uncertain expression at Xiao Yingchen, who was calmly sitting to the side tapping on his phone. Just as the voice fell, a notification chime rang out from her own phone—the customized ringtone she had set specifically for her beloved Best Actor.
Qin Jinyu looked at Su Han's expression, then glanced at Su Heng, whose demeanor seemed unchanged but whose surrounding atmospheric pressure had noticeably dropped, feeling that it was quite necessary for her to speak up.
Most of the dishes on the menu were highly distinctive, with ingredients sourced almost entirely from local ranches, farms, or fisheries. Examples included Hawke's Island oysters, rainbow carrot salad, red orange duck breast, wood-fired pizza, beer-can whole roasted chicken, and wild mushroom soup.
Damn it, being more cunning than anyone else, yet deliberately putting on such an utterly innocent expression—who does he think he's fooling?
"You dare to frame brother Yijin?" Just as Ye Yi finished speaking, Ye Wei, with his prominent brow ridge, suddenly flared up into a rage, instantly consumed by fury. Yet before he could raise his fist and rush forward, he was held back by Ye Xiong, who stepped forward.
Gong Wuxie held Yun Ziqin in his arms, obediently letting her use his face to vent her frustration. After pulling his face until it was glowing red, Yun Ziqin finally let go with a trace of reluctance.
"The few of you lead the way ahead; this deity will just follow behind," Zui Lifeng said indifferently, his figure shifting as he returned onto the back of the Ice-Scaled Dragon.
"The bright moon shines among the pines, clear springs flow over the stones." Do you always yearn to stroll alone through a pine forest on a quiet moonlight night, where the babbling of spring water becomes the melody of your heart, and the poetic time pauses here just for you?
Yet at this very moment when everyone held their breath in rapt attention, Ye Feng, plunging from mid-air like a shooting star, smiled coldly.
"You haven't attended classes for a year, can you keep up if you transfer into the intermediate term now?" Su Qingrou asked with undeniable worry.
For some reason, he felt that the Wuchen sword in his hand had become even lighter and more nimble. If the previous Wuchen gave Ye Feng a gentle, warm feel, akin to an extension of his own arm...
Approaching the main hall, the courtyard's style differed somewhat from the other side halls; it was one of the very few places bearing traces of habitation, and upon reflection, it might genuinely be where the Heavenly Emperor once lived.
"The message just sent by our scouts says that Dew Town has been conquered by the Heavenly Talisman Society. Senior Yi fought three Void-Breaking realm Supreme Elders of the opponent single-handedly. In the end, by burning his divine soul, he inflicted heavy injuries on them while suffering a severe backlash himself, leaving his cultivation greatly diminished and his life..." He trailed off, finding it difficult to continue.