Chapter 58: A Fine Performance

Since Zhuang Liu refuted He Jisheng, Gu Zhuo had not spoken another word. She was never good at making lengthy arguments to counter others, but He Jisheng’s words had been truly infuriating. Now that Zhuang Liu had spoken up for her, she felt instantly relieved.

As for He Jisheng’s stubbornness, it did not anger her in the least. Had she not encountered enough stubborn people in her life? If she were to lose her temper over such things, she would have died from anger long ago. Besides, she had always—

“Elders, I have important news to report. All the other sects have been wiped out by the Heavenly Thunder Sect. Aside from a few, not a single sect has survived—either destroyed entirely or forced to submit to the Heavenly Thunder Sect.”

Even if Leng Huatang and Leng Er harbored ill will toward Jinniang, their reach could hardly extend so far. Who, then, stood behind all this? Whom had she offended in the court, that someone would go so far as to threaten the lives of her wife and children?

Master Zhang was momentarily taken aback by his expression. He and Leng Huating had always been opponents at court, often working with Prince Yu and others to suppress him. Leng Huating usually greeted him with nothing but cold indifference, yet today he took the initiative to offer a formal greeting. It felt strange and left Master Zhang at a loss.

“Oh, of course! Their village is right by the Bei River. How could they not fish?” the boatman prattled on cheerfully.

When the pig bones hit the ground, all the noble dogs remained unmoved; not a single one bothered to approach or even take a bite.

As for those frog dinosaurs who chose their kind with unpredictable motives, I must express my utter disdain.

Clearly, the speaker was lost in memories of a distant era, while the listeners were all filled with awe and wonder.

Meanwhile, Qin Mo pursed his lips in secret, signaling Pei Yayi to look through the glass of the revolving door behind her.

Jinniang offered a few more words of persuasion to Shangguan Mei, but just then Zhang Fengxi arrived to announce that the meal was ready in the flower hall. She immediately invited Shangguan Mei to join her at the table.

Qiu and the others felt exceedingly awkward, each gazing up at the sky or down at their toes, all striving to appear unconcerned and composed.

Noticing that Lin Tian had not revealed his origins or courtesy name, Dong Quansheng frowned slightly, but suppressed his doubts and replied nonetheless.

After several futile attempts at tearing and biting, the Nine-Tone Insect finally gave up and slithered away along the path the sword spirit had deliberately left behind.

Cui Yu took a tablet from his pocket and handed it to Zhou You, who glanced at it and saw several photographs displayed.

Everyone present knew that Shi Lan’s family was quite ordinary—there was no way they could afford such expensive clothes.

Lin Tian was completely oblivious to Lin Qingxin’s displeasure. All he could think about was meeting Han Jiang to inquire about Mist Flame Island.

Ma Tang, with his limp, walked in a peculiar manner, yet as the others watched his retreating figure, he suddenly seemed so much larger than before.

The Dragon Guard Ring was an exceedingly useful artifact—so much so that, after acquiring it, Qin Wuyan felt that even most divine weapons paled in comparison to its effectiveness.

Drawing upon the monarch’s aura, the powerful energy in the dim space condensed before everyone’s eyes like a flat, tangible surface—like a canvas made of emerald.

Beyond the principal’s office, the scent of perfume became faint, barely perceptible—so different from the places he’d passed before. Ye Hao knew this was where Jia Yimei had finally stopped.

His mind raced, replaying scenes from the day spent with Thunder Puppet Xiao Yan.

Ling Cheng’en was startled. He knew Song Chen’s talent for alchemy was extraordinary, but to recreate a pill from scratch—that was almost unbelievable.

First of all, Jiang Yanfeng must have had a fortuitous encounter. No one could possibly progress to the peak level in such a short time through conventional cultivation.

“Oh my, are you two dating? That boy is quite handsome, you know. He really suits you!” the dormitory supervisor teased, her tone full of gossip.