Volume 1, Chapter 24: There Is Nothing You Can Do About Me

Chu Yunze did not seem particularly interested in the matter, so Ruan Yingying said no more.

She had not wanted to come in the first place, but with Princess Yaohua staying here these past few days, she had to attend to her properly.

After all, she was the person most highly valued by His Majesty.

That was why she had begged to accompany Chu Yunze. She had even arranged for word to spread that she had come to seek an imperial heir. If she truly became pregnant, her position as empress would be secure.

To achieve an equitable balance between these two paths, one had to ensure that hardcore players could obtain every reward in the game through time and effort, while paying players spent money to reduce the amount of grinding required. In that sense, it was also a form of balance.

Qin Luo opened Yan Siqi’s livestream and used his computer to send her a voice message. Yan Siqi answered at once, while the countless players in the livestream waiting for Qin Luo’s explanation watched in silence.

Chen Jiang followed Li Hao’s gaze. Near the glowing gate on the map, a green point of light had suddenly appeared.

At that moment, they even wanted to use several global loudspeakers to taunt Feng Jiutian and teach him what was distinctive about the human race.

Thus, they all knew that Caisang City had launched its general offensive. If nothing unexpected happened, the battle should now be proceeding very smoothly.

Just then, the four-clawed beast suddenly threw back its head and let out a long roar. Its voice was as deafening as thunder, and the sound waves carried so far that even Chen Tianlang and the others could hear it clearly.

Watching vast sums of money pour into China while having no way to stop it, people found themselves with no recourse beyond cursing in fury.

Although the cavalry had suffered grievous losses under the barrage of arrows, they still barely obeyed Masuli’s commands, and hatred had begun to rise in their hearts as well.

He picked up the saplings he had hurriedly left behind earlier and delivered them, together with the rice he had brought back that day, to the Oak Grocery.

Clearly, two hundred years later, his own body would probably have long since become bones. No true physical form would remain.

Even if the emperor had learned that the empress had been having an affair, he had not caught her in the act. To preserve the dignity of the imperial family, he could only make Zuo Feng the scapegoat, have him beheaded, and punish him for the crime. Even though Zuo Feng was close to Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, they would not have dared risk incurring the emperor’s wrath by stepping in to help him.

The Thunder Heaven Staff pierced smoothly into the Earth Soul’s waist. In an instant, lightning flashed, and the Earth Soul let out a horrific scream.

Fortunately, no one had testified that Shen Ling had personally committed the deed. At worst, she could be charged with ordering a trusted servant to commit murder. It could even be argued that the servant below had acted without restraint and accidentally killed someone. The worst possible outcome would not cost her life.

No one knew what Prince Chen had been busy with these past few days. Every day, he merely stopped by Zhaode Court for a hurried visit before heading to the Willow-Questioning Studio, where he slept through the night. According to Matron Jin, Prince Chen stayed up extremely late each evening. Once, he had even fallen asleep with his head on the desk.

She told him that his self-righteous concealment and his refusal to explain, as though it were only natural, had turned her into a fool and caused her endless pain.

The Black Nether Emperor’s laughter thundered through the air like crashing lightning, stabbing painfully at their eardrums. High above, the clash between the two Imperial Dao Supremes was gradually revealing a clear victor.

She had thought that with Prince Chen away, she would finally be able to sleep peacefully. Yet when she lay in bed and suddenly found the sound of his steady breathing absent beside her, an inexplicable panic seized her heart, and she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

It was only two brief words, spoken in an obscure manner, yet their meaning was perfectly clear. The three people before her all understood without a word what she meant.

Ke Bineng nodded, agreeing with Yan Rou’s assessment. “Yan Rou is right. My tribe can use this opportunity to recuperate and rebuild its strength.” By then, Ke Bineng’s attention had been fully fixed on the tempting prize that was Youzhou, and he no longer cared much about Suli.