25 A Bedtime Stroll

"Volunteer troops? How bold!" He muttered to himself, though no one noticed the malicious glint in King Xiang’s eyes.

"Are not all sentient beings in these three realms merely making life difficult for themselves?" Taoist Lu Ya offered this cryptic remark before falling silent.

No sooner had the Emperor of Liang finished speaking than two Imperial Guards strode into the great hall. The rhythmic clatter of their swords against their armor as they moved sounded unnervingly sharp in the silent chamber.

With the loss of a Hegemonic Heavenly King—one who could have held up half the sky for the Immortal Realm—the Spacetime Emperor and his kin were forced into an irreconcilable rift with the immortals.

After heading to the front lines, he had barely earned any military merit before getting caught in an avalanche; no one knew where he had been all this time until his sudden return.

Zhong Wuyan and Huang Zhong turned back to see Zhang Liang appearing behind them. With both hands thrust forward and a rapid incantation on his lips, dozens of golden light barriers materialized out of thin air, blocking their pursuers. No matter how fiercely they attacked, they could not advance even an inch.

Lu Yu nodded. "While I do not particularly care for the title, you are correct; I am indeed the kind of immortal you often discuss."

Holding her eyebrow pencil, she walked slowly across the covered bridge toward the palace atop the peak, while the palace attendants she passed all bowed their heads to avoid her gaze.

Having consumed the Green-Veined Spirit Venerable Pill, Feng Xi plunged fully into a state of cultivation, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with remarkable speed.

As expected, just as the twelfth lunar month began, Yang Jian returned to report that friction had broken out among the troops in Zhaoge City, primarily due to the uneven distribution of rations among the various gate garrisons; the army was beginning to face a shortage of food.

The group spent the night in high spirits. Jiang Yuhan and his companions were excited by the arrival of the eight newcomers, whose help would significantly shorten the time needed to complete their mission. Meanwhile, the eight newcomers were thrilled at the prospect of entering the outside world, daydreaming of its beauty and wonder.

The Demon-Sealing Divine Blade was a weapon far sturdier than his own Ice-Fire Rolling Bead Blade, yet this man had melted it into molten iron with a single hand. Faced with such terrifying power, Shi Feng admitted to himself that he could not achieve such a feat.

Taking the water from Yu Xi, Zi Ming drank a large glass before rising to head toward the bedroom. Yu Xi smiled gently and turned toward the kitchen.

Seeing Qiao Fu, who was usually so reticent, speak in such a manner, Jiang Yuhan felt his face flush, for the man spoke the truth. Had he not been handsome, how would Mei Xiang have ever taken a fancy to a god-man like him? Besides, at the time, he had not even been a god-man, but merely at the Immortal Elder stage.

"But here, in this strange world, because of you, I can dream of the most beautiful farewell every single day."

The aura radiating from these ghostly beasts and demons was far more ferocious than before; they were manifestations of various dark thoughts.

Bai Yu’s words moved me instantly. For a woman with such a fanatical devotion to scientific research, such an honor might well be the pursuit of a lifetime.

According to the original schedule, the selection of imperial concubines was to be held soon, but due to recent complications and the need to welcome the Empress Dowager back to the palace, the Emperor decided to postpone the event.

Yuan Guogan felt a twinge of regret. Had he known, he would never have told these people he was waiting for news from Liu Lingshuang and Wang Tian. Now, the atmosphere they brought was a hundred times more oppressive than before, and the way they checked the phones on the table every few minutes was truly suffocating.

Liu Suiqing chatted happily with his peers from the Medicine King Valley. For some reason, aside from the Mo siblings, there were no other Foundation Establishment cultivators present, and the siblings were clearly there only to accompany Jian Ruochen.

"The psychological experts from the medical team have checked everyone one by one; there are no psychological issues triggered by combat. The entire unit is in a combat-ready state," Gao Xin reported as the machine initiated the summoning.

I found her staring ahead, her face filled with terror, and I hurried to ask her what on earth was going on.

Having faced adversity alone in her earlier years, she no longer blamed heaven or others, even though her family members now avoided her. She was determined to use her own strength to save her son.

Wudao spoke coldly, clad in scarlet, his mask exuding an evil charm that hid all traces of his expression.

Last time, when the Empress Dowager forced Luo Tianci to marry, he had seized the chance to request a three-month grace period, intending to turn the tide.

"You have no more excuses! You were the backbone of your lord, yet today you have committed an act of betrayal. If I spare you, how can I face the spirit of our lord? Guards, drag him out! Execute him by chariot dismemberment..." With that, there was nothing more to be said, and Zhang Yang issued his stern command.

The realm of the Imperial Heaven is truly difficult to attain; the total number of individuals who have reached it across both realms does not exceed the count of one's fingers.

In the past, staying out overnight required reporting to the housemaster with a valid reason; otherwise, academic credits would be deducted and one’s family would be notified.

One wonders what the world would think if they knew that the ancient fiends who once wreaked havoc upon the world were imprisoned within the Star Array.

"You want to keep it? That would violate the Heavenly Laws!" Mother Meng whispered a warning, reaching out to snatch the petal.