Chapter 127: Purple Immortal Palace

"Where are they?"

The old man scanned the surroundings, then dove straight down, pursuing Dao Sansheng and his two companions.

Dao Sansheng walked out of the tavern and headed toward the Purple Immortal Palace. He still remembered that Xue'er was there, studying the arts. It was time to take her away; no...

He clutched his chest tightly, coughing violently as blood welled up from the corners of his mouth. His breathing sounded ragged.

He Sheng remained calm. He had always imagined he could do something for others, and perhaps now was the time.

Gu Liangxi had assumed that even if not for her sake, Yan Jingshuo would at least suppress this matter out of respect for his late grandfather, or at the very least, issue a statement to the outside world.

He groaned inwardly. It seemed he couldn't win a fight and could only flee. It was such a pity to miss this opportunity, and knowing the mission was about to fail left him with a lingering sense of reluctance; he was still held back by his own limitations and unable to do more.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire council chamber fell silent. Yan Tianhong, in particular, furrowed his brows deeply; he had been too excited just now and had forgotten this point.

Gu Liangxi found it difficult to refuse. After a polite smile, she sat down and let the other person begin to fuss over her.

It was clear that Gu Liangxi knew exactly what was going on today, but she was unwilling to settle the score with Wu Zhixian entirely. Yet, unable to suppress her indignation, she had come to stir up trouble.

Over the next few days, the capital suddenly fell into a state of tranquility, and there was no news of Ye Wushang.

However, Hao Yan had not visited Guo Zhengnan for a long time, nor had he provided him with any medicinal pills. Taking advantage of his emergence from seclusion, he headed to the training grounds and sent a voice transmission to Guo Zhengnan.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake, and dozens of puppet guards erupted from beneath the surface.

The beast hovered in the air, its health bar reduced to a mere sliver of less than a hundred points. Timing his move perfectly, he unleashed the Wolf Sword Slash, which whistled through the air. As the stomper spun in place, it shattered two of the five bats.

A collective gasp rose from the onlookers. If the Third Mistress of the Earl of Jing'an's mansion truly went to the front hall to apologize to the old Marquis of Dingyuan in front of all those distinguished male guests, the entire Jing'an household would likely never be able to hold their heads high in the city of Shengjing again.

My aunt and uncle have left. I saw them off to their car—it was their own Lamborghini. I truly wonder if I will ever have the luck in this life to drive such a luxury car. Back home, driving a BMW is enough to make you show off for half the county, let alone a Lamborghini.

Hearing Han Zhao's words, the doubts in everyone's minds were instantly resolved. Since it wasn't yet seven o'clock, we could only farm ghouls in the vicinity. I must say, the experience points from these ghouls were no joke; in a flash, Li Shanruo and Liu Hong each gained a level.

Upon hearing that booming roar, Tang Feng immediately sensed that something was wrong and ordered the Spirit Dragon to descend at once.

Violent winds ravaged the underground palace once more. Tang Feng launched his chains of restraint, bypassing the hurricane to snag Ye Lin, who was in the middle of casting a spell. With sword in hand, he unleashed a Wild Charge, the brilliance of his sword-sweeping strike cleaving through Ye Lin’s robes at the waist.

Just thinking about it made Hua Mian feel as if the clouds had parted, and her mood instantly lightened.

Over the next few days, Emperor Chengping’s complexion was poor during the morning audiences. A day or two later, he abruptly suspended the morning court session for the day.

With a sharp tear, the already tattered clothing could no longer contain the Fire Phoenix’s fiery body, and the two snowy peaks of her chest broke free.

Pei Gongcuo hugged her from behind, contentedly burying his head in the crook of her neck. His warm, gentle breath stirred the hair by her ears, a sensation that made her feel surprisingly comforted.