Chapter 1130: Returning to the Imperial Court in Triumph

"Is Lu Yang truly the center of this epochal contention?" Emperor Xia gasped inwardly, marveling that his ancestor's insight indeed bypassed conventional wisdom.

The more Jiang Ping'an pondered, the more reasonable it seemed, pacing in continuous circles around Emperor Xia with hands clasped behind his back.

"Back during the Battle of the Imperial City, I discerned that young Lu Yang was extraordinary, even desiring him to marry into our Jiang family, though Yun Zhi unfortunately intervened."

"To think Lu Yang's significance far exceeds my imagination, unexpectedly drawing the attention of both..."

It was already mid-August, and considering Zhang Yue would start school in September, she had been tutoring her in foundational courses over these past days.

"Ah Mi, how are you faring?" Li Bai inquired with concern, looking at Zhen Ji, whose countenance had already grown somewhat pale.

Gu Moyang took the item in hand and glanced at it; it was a candid photograph taken when he escorted Lin Qian home, though his own face was hidden.

Ten silhouetted figures, accompanied by the whistling roar of sword cries, shot directly toward the numerous enemies by the side of the Soul-Transforming Pool. Ao Xue and Chi Yue joined forces, their dual shadow-moon blades transforming into a dragon and a phoenix that struck directly at the Black Corpse Ghost King with tyrannical, void-tearing power.

Guiguzi was inherently an old man detached from worldly strife, usually preferring to immerse himself in scholarly research; being suddenly dragged into such affairs left him with quite a headache.

Yet that was not the primary concern; what the two of them just said was entirely correct—going to that place in the dead of night, they could not have possibly gone merely to watch the moon or breeze through the autumn wind without purpose; there must have been an ongoing operation.

If the concern was exposing the other party's identity, wouldn't it be simpler to just avoid saving his phone number altogether?

The instructor assigned to Ding Ning's class was tall and dark-skinned, his facial features exuding a powerful aura of masculinity.

Tian Xuanzi stood agape with astonishment; was this white giant an idiot? If he wished to steal the kill, he should have measured his own strength first.

"Help me." His face was completely written with helplessness, and as he reached out to tug at the corner of my clothes, his expression shifted into one of pleading.

At that time, Teacher Chang beneath the stage was entirely caught between laughter and tears; a drama teacher naturally hopes students can cast off restraint, but he had cast it off far too excessively.

Aunt Feng spoke in a robust, deep voice; her disguise as a man was truly flawless, and seeing her in this state beside her now left her completely filled with admiration and newly opened eyes.

Wu Fan was thoroughly bewildered now; the Ice Dragon was too consumed by obsession, insisting on personally slaying Han Bingzi with a single blade, which ultimately resulted in its own demise. Had he known earlier, he would have extracted the specific location of the Ice Flame Lake from the Ice Dragon's mouth first. By now, Bai Lingbing might have been obliterated to nothingness, given that everything within a hundred miles had been reduced to fine powder.

Yan Wei held her breath, sensing that the hand pressed upon her head had not yet been removed, and dared not make any reckless movements.

He rarely indulged in sleeping late, but upon waking, he purchased some high-priced imported fruits and supplements, carrying them along as he headed toward his maternal uncle's house.

"It has been a long time since I last saw you smile." Xu Gu whispered against her ear, his warm, moist breath causing Mi Shu's ears to flush with heat and her neck to crimson with bashfulness.

"You need not concern yourself with this. Bai Yu, take him down first while I bring up the rear." Ximen Li dared not allow Bai Yu and Yu any opportunity to be alone; he strongly suspected that Yu was the mastermind behind the exposure of this matter.

Simultaneously, he dialed the headquarters of the coastal missile border defense force, beginning to deploy every available weapon capable of delivering a nuclear strike.

"Oh? You struck me with nine-fold force yet feigned it as a casual punch. Are you making sport of Fatty here?" Di Hao barked in anger. Who did he think he was? Knocking a descendant of gods like Fatty back ten Zhang with a mere casual punch?

Yu Tuo was the premier city of renown in the region; though the Qiao family served as its guarding clan, their true profession lay in alchemy, medicine, and the art of disguise—in other words, their martial prowess was quite ordinary. Consequently, following that arrest warrant came reinforcements from a neighboring sect.

The acute agony seemed not to have passed yet; Ling Hao's meridians throbbed with a faint ache, and the flow of that dark legal energy felt as though it inflicted torturous pain. Needless to say regarding these lingering sensations, the moment Ling Hao opened his eyes, he was also confronted by an immense wave of sound and scrutiny, while a wave of nausea welled up within his stomach.