Chapter 1225: Yamen Inspects the Rooms

"Why did you send him a voice transmission?"

"To add an air of mystery."

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Five days later, the secret realm opened, and the bustling Quyi County once again returned to its former tranquility.

Lu Yang and his companion couldn't be bothered to join the crowd at the Siku Secret Realm; standing in the courtyard, they could see the happenings on the Western Mountain perfectly, as the dense fog surrounding it failed to block their vision in the slightest.

They watched the cultivators gather into their respective factions, rife with what appeared to be numerous personal grievances and power struggles, a tangled web so tense that a single word out of turn seemed capable of—

Shen Mengmeng smiled radiantly and said, "You are even more beautiful than he described, and your aura is even better; even I am completely enchanted by you." Her social skills were exceptionally refined; just moments ago, she had merely been stunned by Xu Ningxin's unique beauty, losing her composure briefly, but she had instantly recovered her footing.

Believing himself born solely for the purpose of subduing demons, Lin Zhixiao had already severed any lingering thoughts of marriage and children from his heart.

Honesty could be considered a fine bargaining chip for cooperation; once I witnessed the natural trembling of their bodies, a sense of balance was instead restored to my heart.

Tian Xue was on the verge of a total collapse, the tears upon her face streaming down endlessly to seep into the freezing ground, utterly devoid of life, as even the air itself grew heavy with a frigid aura.

"Fifty cents a catty?" Zhu Yuan extended a hand with five fingers spread toward Qin Dandan; this very Zhu Yuan was the one Yan Feitian considered a madman.

Because of the Lunar New Year, not only the princes but also the imperial clans and nobility entered the palace to pay their respects; to avoid unnecessary trouble, the consorts of every palace would gather together in the Weiyang Palace, sparing everyone from wandering back and forth. By the time they arrived at the Weiyang Palace, a vast crowd had already assembled inside.

"I am asking you whether you intend to eat inside the old castle; who doesn't know your virtue, with a lifestyle so disciplined, who would ever force you to work overtime." Tang Long was truly left utterly speechless by Li San time and again.

As for Long Linfei, he was a "chameleon" hidden beneath a hypocritical mask, constantly changing, at any moment and in any place, into whatever persona would best serve his own interests.

Inside and outside the grand building, the positions of attack and defense between the two sides had reversed, yet both stood fully prepared for the final decisive battle; the two surveillance cameras above the main entrance scanned back and forth warily, intensifying the sword-drawn, bow-bent atmosphere of tension.

As the sword light erupted in all directions, his blade had already arrived behind She Yao, and just as She Yao's body was engulfed by the sword light and forced to contend with the absolute strike, his blade pierced directly into She Yao's flesh.

"May I ask your surname, sir?" Hu Xixi looked at the spot where her beloved car had originally been parked, which now held nothing but an empty space; however, since the vehicle had full insurance coverage, if it was stolen, then so be it, as it provided the perfect excuse to ask the hero to give her a ride.

Left with no alternative, Lin Wei could only pick up the coffee before her and take a sip, realizing that today's negotiations would likely yield no results. What on earth was this man thinking? Lin Wei concluded that she still hadn't done enough preparatory work.

"How could he not be doing well? He managed to hook our class beauty, and he has such a gorgeous younger sister. But that's not all—they say he's been driving an R8 lately." Wang Yanbin chimed in with a cheerful smile.

Since she would be performing on stage shortly, Mo Yueling had chosen a pair of jeans as her attire, which made it far easier for her to move. With a swift lift of her long leg, Mo Yueling kicked straight toward the first burly man, who happened to be the bald one.

"Qiqi, today is your birthday, do you have any wishes?" A moment later, Liang Xuan's rice bowl was also piled high with an assortment of dishes; he let out a soft laugh, quietly gazing at Yan Shuangfei as he asked.

By now, he had a fair idea of who the opponent was, though it caught him somewhat off guard; he had initially expected the other party to endure a while longer, but to his surprise, they could no longer restrain themselves, which defied his expectations.

"What... are you doing?!" Hong Yu was clearly startled; opening her eyes, she looked at him in shock, her two hands tightly gripping the hand that was accosting her through her sweater.

Yet the God of Demons did not retreat; confident in his own power, he believed himself a match for the Space Beast, and furthermore, the awakening of the Space Beast was extremely dire news for him, making it imperative that he resolve this trouble as early as possible.