Chapter 110: Why Did Big Brother Smoke Again Today?

Huo Qingjue had now grown accustomed to wearing glasses.

He found that having an extra pair felt like an additional layer of protection.

Although the lenses were transparent and revealed nothing, he inexplicably harbored this subconscious feeling.

At this moment, under the cold white light, the light gold frames rested against his skin, which itself took on a richly textured pallor of icy white.

Soon, he...

No matter how skilled the Demon Sect’s martial arts, if they failed to grasp this truth, they would forever remain merely a Demon Sect, never the so-called Sacred Sect.

The matter had come to an end; Hua Yuye had no intention of lingering further. Releasing Fu Yanyi’s hand, he prepared to leave.

Judging by Sima Chengzhen’s attitude, this Wu Tianxing was far inferior to Shao Dagui. However, Chen Wanrong cared not for such distinctions; anyone who came to help was a guest, deserving of equal warmth. He greeted Wu Tianxing politely.

The night deepened, and at some unknown hour, the wind rose outside the window, bringing a refreshing coolness to the sweltering summer evening.

Such an imperial summons to the inner palace was exceedingly rare in this dynasty! What merit or virtue did he possess to prompt the emperor to make such an unprecedented exception?

Because this meant that the pirates not only possessed supercomputing power akin to artificial intelligence but also the ability to create and imagine—this was evidently more important than anything else.

Instantly, everyone present, including Shi Yue, turned pale. Though they were part of the underworld, such circumstances were hardly common.

The Heavenly Emperor was no fool; he fully understood the difficulty of this decree. To command all the feudal lords to assemble their troops in the capital meant relinquishing their previously held territories. Would they ever agree to such a surrender?

Empress Wu had already learned that Lady Wei had been bestowed the title of Wei Virtuous Consort. She was indeed a bit jealous and displeased at this moment. To him, Wei Virtuous Consort Helan was merely a tool to bind Li Zhi. Since she was just a tool, why would he ever regard her as a person?

As for Shang Xiufang, Shi Qingxuan’s renown throughout the world was at least partly due to the enchanting arts of the Cihang Jingzhai, which bewitched all beings. Shifei Xuan was even more so. Could Shang Xiufang’s ability to captivate the masses also stem from such an entrancing, otherworldly skill? Without this power to confuse hearts and minds, it was hard to imagine that level of influence.

Yet, matters had not reached an irreparable point. To flee now would mean bearing the stigma of guilt. Why suffer such hardship?

At that moment, a sweet voice suddenly rang out. Xia Yufei and Long Jiayi hurriedly turned toward the sound. What they saw startled Xia Yufei greatly.

Yang Feng turned and walked backward without paying Liu Da any mind. Liu Da stomped his foot furiously, glanced back at Chen Fei with eyes full of hatred. Whether from debts unpaid in a previous life or lingering grudges, it was unclear, but he seemed unable to let go.

“Madam, do not doubt the boss. His affection for you runs deep. He would rather trade the entire world for a single smile from you, and he would never agree to such an exchange,” Miranda said, convinced that her words were far from exaggerated.

“No, no, how could I expect him to come to my aid?” Xiao Mengya shook her head desperately, chasing away the fantasies clouding her mind.

However, when faced with reckless fools like Dongfang Yuping and the demonic scions of Wanshan Residence, even they were momentarily at a loss, merely standing aside to watch the spectacle of Dongfang Yuping being repeatedly hurled across the celestial realms.

He, on the other hand, calmed his mind. Since that was the case, he would respond to all changes with constancy, waiting for the truths that would emerge later. Such an elaborate display surely had a deeper purpose.

Without unnecessary chatter, Chu Xing coldly swept his gaze over the countless eyes watching. Then, he moved decisively, seizing the leader of the Black Blade Society midair—a figure cloaked in black, his aged face entirely hidden.

As the saying goes, extreme misfortune begets great fortune; things inevitably reverse when they reach their limit. How could a perfectly good plane suddenly lose control? The stewardesses on the intercom screamed in terror. How could one expect the passengers, who relied on them, to remain calm under such circumstances?