Chapter 43: The Great Forest

“Yun Yun? What are you doing here?” Ye Feng spotted Man Yun Yun hesitating at the entrance as he descended. “I saw you drinking, so I came to help drive. I didn't expect... you... Disgusting!” Man Yun Yun said. Ye Feng didn’t pause his steps. “Ye Feng, why are you so disheveled? Are you... involved in something...”

Perhaps Xumi Zi would help Chu Yiyun, but how could he do so with the other eleven saintly beings present?

Since they knew each other, Yuan Shao didn’t make things difficult for him, merely placed him under guard. Afterwards, Yuan Shao didn’t consult the other lords, but discussed matters with his strategist Xu You.

If Sheng Luo Xiu threatened Chu Yiyun to expose Sheng Luo Xiu’s secrets, even with help from that place, it’s likely that the Martial God Sanctuary would eventually decline.

It was obvious who lay on the ground—it was Zhu Liangzu and his son. Everything played out just as history had foretold, except this time, Zhu Liangzu’s younger son had taken the place of his eldest.

“There is a way, but it will cause you some harm,” Bai Lu Xi hesitated.

It was simple—not only did Linglong Drunk feel as miserable as if she’d swallowed a fly, but it was also necessary to prevent Long Qianyi from actually marrying Linglong Drunk.

He had considered intervening, but there were too many of the emperor’s spies around him. If he acted rashly, he might only push Ye’er into even greater peril.

One by one, biochemical doctors entered the battlefield under the army’s protection, collecting mysterious crystals scattered everywhere.

Ma Fengming wanted to follow, but as soon as he took a step, Chu Yiyun’s gaze stopped him cold.

If one isn’t careful, silt will accumulate in the middle reaches of the river, the water level downstream will drop, and the upstream waters will stagnate in the midstream.

“Let’s not talk about this. Since the path is set, we must walk it, mustn’t we?” Roger didn’t attempt to explain his actions; some things simply couldn’t be explained.

This wasn’t mere clay or wood—it was a specially designed piece of advanced technology, able to emit peculiar simulated waves at all times, creating a brainwashing and hypnotic effect on believers.

“But I clearly remember being swallowed by the parasitic mother... Was it you who saved me, Mentor?” Roger recalled his last moments before losing consciousness and asked in confusion.

Ten minutes later, Hua Yaozu returned, reporting the numbers and equipment, and selected a few capable subordinates for Liao Yang to deploy.

“Out of your control? The Town Hall once offered generous terms to recruit you, but what did you do? Instead of joining, you stationed troops at various fortresses and incited villages to rebel!” Usami Sadafumi had seen enough fence-sitters and was completely unmoved by Wenjing Jinglong’s excuses.

Just now, Tian Ji Zi learned that Zhu Qingyun was already in seclusion deep within the Xuan Sect, and was a direct disciple of the sect’s patriarch Liu Chengfeng. That alone was enough for Tian Ji Zi to risk everything.

If he didn’t care about the fate of the three Vajra gods and simply escaped, he would surely face punishment from the Vajra clan.

Hearing his words, I was speechless. When did I say I came to challenge the dojo? If you weren’t so guarded, refusing to notify your head instructor, would I need to use such methods?

“If Director Li hadn’t come in person, things wouldn’t have turned out like this. At least I wouldn’t have known. The hotel has a back door. If I hadn’t known about it, why would I have checked? If there’s any credit, Director Li deserves more than I do,” Yu Lafei said modestly.

At Lillian’s inquiry, Sonia shook her head, continuing her work as she spoke.

“And stop doing those pointless things. Don’t keep testing my limits. When I lose control, even I’m afraid of myself,” Gao Yang said coldly, hands wrapped around his wine glass.