Chapter 46 All Rights of Interpretation Belong to Her

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However, having achieved her revenge, He Xiaodie felt utterly lost. She did not know what to do next, nor did she even see any remaining meaning in her existence.

Lu Wei noticed that the child who had lingered outside the adult's door last night without getting her wish had become even more dependent on her companion, while the child who had been taken inside by the adult was livelier yet much more obedient.

"With such a commotion and nobody around, this place must have been abandoned for a long time. You three start searching from the third floor for anything useful, and take as much of the food as you can," Lin Sheng instructed, first taking off his two large packs, holding an empty gun, and kicking a coffee table over.

Such a large-scale technique was rarely used by Tang Sanzang because it wasted spiritual energy. However, dealing with this many people simultaneously required unleashing such power; otherwise, there was no telling how long the fight would drag on.

When he was cultivating earlier, he had clearly entered a meditative state, yet there was not the slightest trace of spiritual qi in the surroundings for him to absorb.

Taking her back wasn't entirely out of the question—once she was on her turf, wouldn't she be the one calling the shots? But what if this move of hers ended up making the old lady violently angry? After all, given her advanced age, if she were to suffer a stroke... No, no, she mustn't harbor such malicious thoughts.

"This..." Yuan Yi was at a loss for how to respond, as it was not his place to interfere with someone else's personal thoughts.

Yet this person was now hanging there without alerting any of the staff, clearly having ascended the mountain through unorthodox means.

Zhou Zilin brought Han Haotian to his teahouse and handed him a cultivation manual—*Falling Moon Nine Heavens*. Since the elderly man was also an accomplished swordsman, the gift he bestowed upon Han Haotian was a set of sword techniques from a heavenly monarch-grade manual.

Nanny Wang enjoyed a good reputation among the masters; at least Jia Yingchun had never complained about her being incompetent, yet in private, she behaved with such arrogant insolence.

"These are delicious too," Zhang Zhilan thought that if she only ate this one thing, it would be unfair to all the others, so she named every single dish.

Hearing her speak thus, Yuyu knew instantly that Zhu Zhu was not merely talking about the washbasin incident earlier today, but was naturally also alluding to the princess's reckless behavior that day.

"The crimes of instigation and being an accomplice—I'm afraid the death penalty is unavoidable. As for his wife and some of the dependents from the second branch, they will likely be exiled to the frontier," Qi Qingjue slowly stated.

"No, I can just eat the beef and leave out the green peppers. Can't you just pick out all the green peppers for me?" Gu Sheng's demand was practically unreasonable.

Xu Yihang felt as though he had heard similar words from Xu Zongguo before, but after pondering for about half a minute, he finally gained some understanding.

The Second Ghost King unleashed his ultimate move, *Netherworld's Sole Sword*. A massive wave of black sword qi swept forth with world-destroying force toward Guo Lingling.

She raised her chin slightly, staring straight at Mu Luoyang, a trace of cold mockery lurking in the depths of her eyes. It was as if she were saying that if Mu Luoyang dared to throw her out, he should never expect to see her again.

Liu Liangqin also thought the poison in his body had been neutralized, but upon seeing Qin Shuiyue again, he suddenly felt a intense, overwhelming heat surging through his entire body.

For some reason, the sense of unease that had been lingering in Su Ruohe's heart for the past few days grew increasingly palpable.

Bai Xue, who had previously passed out inside the room, woke up from the smoke-filled interior upon hearing Lan Qin's calls, coughing behind her hand.

The window was pushed open, and a shadowy figure leaped inside. Shen Wei remained motionless, waiting until the person approached the bed before striking like lightning, hurling a copper coin as she sprang up.

After playing and laughing for a while, Lanhua and Heehua noticed Taohua walking over looking dejected. Without a word, Taohua simply nudged up against Shen Wei's leg.

Not only him, but the other professionals of the Zhaoyang Society were also deeply shaken. Some sat on the ground in silence, others turned pale with rage, but there were also a few who, aside from their shock, now held an extra measure of worship toward the strong in their eyes.

A mere dozen points of instant poison damage was naturally nothing to a level five or six professional. However, the subsequent follow-up damage—triggered every three seconds and scaling with the intelligence attribute—was terrifying indeed.

Lady Piaopiao's performance just then was intended not only to make things difficult for Ji Cangyu, but also to test his relationship with her. Ji Cangyu's indecision only made Lady Piaopiao more certain that her own grievances were connected to them.

The Zhong sisters shared a single mind; although they did not make the Purple and Cyan Swords merge once more, their coordinated attacks possessed formidable sword power all the same.

Ling'er finally got to walk through the gates to see what the interior looked like, and could not help observing the mountain stronghold earnestly.

Zhong Yingfen glanced at Qian Wanli and Deng Yongqi, and realizing they truly had no intention of continuing the fight, she nodded, pulled her younger sister Zhong Yingqiq and flew up the peak of Mount Jiuhua on their flying swords.

Right up until today, just as he had pushed the grand array to its absolute limit, a flash of insight suddenly burst into his mind. Overcome by comprehension, he directly entered a state of meditation.

"All units, listen up! Use fire arrows!" Shen Wei issued the command and took the lead in firing a blazing fire arrow.

"Slap!" Without looking back, Tian Li suddenly brought his hand down on Yan Shan's head. It was completely unexpected and lacked much force, but Yan Shan nimbly ducked out of the way, leaving Xian Suo, who was sitting right beside him, to innocently take the blow without daring to utter a sound.

"Puff!" With a soft thud, a pale green laser beam shot from a distant building. Instructor Li staggered and collapsed, a chopstick-sized wound appearing on the right side of his chest. The wound did not bleed, emitting only a faint, scorched odor.

Mengzhu felt a buzzing in her ears as if hearing a voice from beyond the heavens. All the blood rushed to her head, making her veins feel as though they were about to burst. The blood roared and swirled inside her skull, threatening to gush out at any moment, and the ring box she was holding dropped to the floor with a snap.

She told Ye Chengzhi everything that had happened this morning. The more he listened, the uglier his expression became, and after a while, she finally finished recounting it all.

"Awakened One! Congratulations on comprehending the soul cultivation chapter and the second level of the Melody Power cultivation chapter of the *Yinghao Fengjin Art*! May you press onward and break through to the third realm soon!" The previously vanished voice echoed once more, falling silent immediately after delivering the single remark.

Whether Li Jinghong's anger had been dispelled or not, Song Daowu could not tell. But when he heard Li Jinghong utter the word "Wing Chun," and saw Wutong's muscular yet rather awkward stance, a remark once made to him by old man Ning Hualing abruptly surfaced in his mind.

"Leader Chu, please give everyone an explanation regarding Xie Junhe's affair." Master Jiang's words were like blades, slashing through the air.

The dance music was smooth and unrestrained. The two spun across the dance floor in practiced harmony, her long dress brushing against his leather shoes with a soft rustle as they moved. Several other couples glided onto the dance floor, swirling around them like stars surrounding the moon.