Volume 1, Chapter 33: She Is the Princess of Our Family

“Did Li Shen bully you? Or was it someone from the Li family? Have you run into trouble at work?” Shen Limin asked, going through one possibility after another.

Shen Zhi’en only wept, unable to speak.

That was why Wu Ming’s admiration for Liu Wei had reached its absolute peak. He practically regarded Liu Wei as a god.

And now this genius was standing right before him—and he was only seventeen years old. If Wu Ming posted the news online, he wondered how many people would be utterly dumbfounded.

The man’s display of skill terrified Murong Yuyan, for she was merely an ordinary person.

Tian Qi had not even seen what sort of monster it was before discovering that all it had left behind was a deep pit in the ground and a pair of boots blasted free.

A scarlet robe wrapped around his tall, slender frame. His carefully trimmed, sword-like brows swept obliquely toward his temples, while his brown eyes were bewitching and mysterious. His nose was straight, his thin red lips lightly pursed, and a jade crown bound his ink-black hair. His exquisitely beautiful face possessed a touch more wicked charm and a touch less domineering authority.

Ye Huai’en felt his blood surge upward, leaving his mind in a haze. Had the last remnants of reason not urged him to calm himself, he would likely have fainted on the spot.

“Xuanyuan Liye, you only recently suffered a relapse of the poison, yet you used your lightness skill!” Feng Qingyu snarled under her breath. Had he taken anything she said to heart at all? He was to avoid using his internal energy whenever possible.

“As far as I know, Her Highness Consort Yu and Her Highness Consort Xian are jointly overseeing the imperial seal, managing the inner palace. The Prince of Qing also wields considerable influence. He can be considered a capable man, and he ought to keep his word. He will uncover the truth and restore our innocence.” Mo Heng looked at him as he spoke.

Long Yun’s mother was the softhearted one. Afraid of hurting her son, she first shot her husband a glare, then gave Long Yue and Wei Chengxue a warning look.

Song Junxiao looked toward the stage once more. He did not mean to bolster another’s prestige while diminishing his own, but in his view, Yan Gu’s foundation was simply more stable.

By then, all traces of a smile had vanished from Zuo Jun’s face. He reached out and accepted the silver from Gu Li’s hand; it felt unexpectedly heavy.

The ship was filled with renowned cultivators from every corner of the realm. The Jade Pool Sect would naturally not be foolish enough to divide them deliberately into rigid ranks, yet the subtle distinctions could still be sensed.

Nie Duoshi laughed inwardly. “At last, I’ve finished this pot of wine. Surely you’ll get up this time.”

As he thought this, the stern face finally broke into a smile.

When the man arrived, waves of sword energy radiated from him, unrestrained and oppressive. Yet he was not a pure sword cultivator; rather, he belonged to the Taoist school of swordsmanship.

He fell silent in sullen embarrassment. This was no longer a matter of losing face. If he continued acting arrogantly, even his father might not be able to save him.

Chen Yi dropped to one knee beside another rock and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression was listless, and he swayed as though he might collapse at any moment.

They were disciples of the illustrious Heavenly Profound Sword Sect, the finest among men. They probably never would have imagined that one day they would fall into such a wretched state.

With a long howl, Wang Hao’s soul force swept directly toward Chu Chaoge, whose face was filled with terror.

Xue Tu looked around. There was no trace of triumph on his face, only profound confusion, because the Bloodthirsty Blade bore not a single stain of blood. Then, as though he had suddenly realized something, his expression changed drastically, and they all retreated toward the rear.

“This Heavenly Demon is truly despicable. Why not devise a permanent solution? Once we locate its lair, we can storm it and eliminate the threat forever!” Yi Xuan said, deliberately feigning righteous indignation.

Mu Chenghuan restrained himself and stopped thinking about him. Since they were in a foreign land, it was impossible for him to seek that person out anyway, so there was no point dwelling on it.

Moreover, Zheng Xuan had never truly liked Sun Ce and Zhou Yu. Before the two arrived in Jiangdong, the region had been home to many factions, but they had always coexisted peacefully. After their arrival, however, they began attacking here and there. They had already killed Liu Yao, the Governor of Jianye, and now they intended to eliminate Yan Baihu, Wang Lang, and the others as well.