Volume 1, Chapter 47: The Mistress's Attempt at Reconciliation

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Jue Wushen's left eye was struck instantly. An unimaginable, piercing agony shot straight to the depths of his heart, yet Jue Wushen endured it stubbornly. Filled with an overwhelming intent to kill Nie Feng, he immediately changed his target, abandoned Bu Jingyun, and lashed out with a backhanded punch directly at Nie Feng's chest.

At that moment, the audience watching the voting curves saw the votes for YG trainees such as Zhang Xueru, A Yuan, and Xiao Yuzhou skyrocket in a J-shape, engaging in a fierce and closely contested battle.

"E-Elder brother, is this thing real? Have I been killed?!" Li Yuanji asked, his mouth stammering as cold sweat broke out across his forehead.

In particular, both of them possessed immensely profound internal energy. Even though he had made another breakthrough this time, the gap remained far too wide. If they chose to engage him purely with long-range Qi blasts, it would spell serious trouble.

Ye Zheng's body merely swayed slightly before he regained his footing. Given his current physical might, knocking him airborne with ordinary attacks was truly no easy feat.

"I told you long ago that you were naturally born to work in the entertainment industry. Why bother with scientific research? It's both exhausting and grueling."

"Mother, my eldest sister's matters are my matters. I guarantee that in the future, men lining up to propose to her will stretch from here all the way to the eastern entrance of the village."

The Medicine King Valley nestled within the Huaxi Mountain Range—a picturesque realm of lush mountains and pristine waters, resembling an absolute paradise. Many influential figures had constructed secondary palaces in the Huaxi Mountains, drawn not only by the scenery but also by the skilled physicians residing within the Medicine King Valley.

Long Yi, the tall and slender red-clad ninja, clearly held a higher status than the previous red-clad ninja named Saito. After Hamada Ryoko departed, the dozen or so red-clad ninjas present obeyed his command without exception.

The monks gazed at the He Shi Bi, sensing the wondrous and formidable power pulsating within it. Suddenly, they found Ye Feng's current expression of feigned modesty utterly infuriating, and each of them wished they could tear him to pieces.

Ma Xiaotian said, "I was just guessing. Don't take it seriously." He then offered a lewd, knowing chuckle.

The old man pierced through the mystery with a single remark, leaving Liu Yuanzhang with no choice but to nod in admission. Though he was still inwardly struggling, since he had already cast caution to the wind, he simply decided to stop hiding and covering things up.

Nan Ruochen managed a weak smile, yet it looked so joyous and blissful, as if she had received the most precious gift in the world. It made her heart skip a beat—was he truly content with just this much? Nan Ruochen was such a fool.

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"Brother!" Xue Hai's face flushed crimson in an instant. With a glare and a pout, she scampered far away behind the house.

Old Fu led the six of us through corridor after corridor until we reached the grand hall. Once we were seated, I noticed a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall right in the center of the hall, which turned out to be Emperor Ming of Tang's *Viewing the Spring Terrace*.

"Lin Yan, we have summoned you here today because there is a matter that leaves us deeply puzzled. We called you here precisely for an explanation; can you clarify it for us?" an elder demanded in a chilling tone.

Wei De was gravely injured, his yellowish-green uniform soaked in blood. Supported by two two-star Gold cultivators, he descended downward.

"All grudges and grievances ultimately amount to an inescapable knot. I simply wish to untangle a knot that has been tied for a very long time." Chu Tong's voice was neither loud nor soft, neither hurried nor slow, as if everything was unfolding precisely as he expected.

Regarding the affair between the two of them, Zhao Gan felt entirely speechless. Yet everyone has their own aspirations; towards such a rare breed of infatuated man in this modern era, Zhao Gan could hardly find fault with him.

Song Duanwu knew he could not absolve himself of his involvement in the past events between Xiang Yu and Ye Zhiyi. Yet, as ill luck would have it, Song Duanwu happened to bring up those very memories. Therefore, when Song Duanwu offered a somewhat detached apology, to his surprise, Xiang Yu proved to be far more broad-minded about the matter than Song Duanwu himself.

Listening to Yan Qingfeng's incessant babbling, Xia Da could no longer restrain himself and delivered a vicious slap across his face. Yan Qingfeng's right cheek swelled up instantly, perfectly balancing the other side and turning him completely into a pig-headed mess.

"What if what I want is your life?" Uttering these words softly, Wu Yuling gazed at Wen Qiyan with eyes brimming with hatred.

"Is that all the strength you possess?" Lin Xi walked forward at a leisurely pace. With every step he took, Zi Que felt the defensive pressure she had to withstand grow a fraction heavier.

Yang Xi's spirit stone searching team in the west had been completely wiped out, caught in a pincer attack between ice and fire from front and rear. No matter how monstrous their abilities, escaping was virtually impossible. Yang Xi's expression before his defeat had been utterly ferocious, yet in the eyes of the two, it meant nothing at all.

"You're courting death!" The old man let out a low roar and waved his massive hand, signaling his subordinates to charge once again toward the Yu family residence.

Here, towering ancient trees blotted out the sunlight, casting a rather dim gloom over the surroundings. Yet the diffusion of immense vitality was undeniable—this place harbored living entities! The very creatures that appeared the gentlest were often the most terrifying, extreme, and destructive.

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Meanwhile, taking advantage of the momentum from Yi Ling's push, Feng Rong stumbled into Tianjun's arms and swiftly traced a single character onto his arm: *Ren*.

As the words fell, Emily and Christina's eyes radiated an inexplicable excitement and anticipation.

"Reporting to the Crown Prince and Heavenly Khagan, dozens of officials from the Tokugawa Shogunate wish to surrender and pledge allegiance to the Crown Prince and Heavenly Khagan," Song Xiance said upon seeing the Crown Prince granting an audience to the Go-Mizunoo family. "Tokugawa Tadachaga and Tokugawa Masayuki are among them, along with officials dismissed by Tokugawa Iemitsu. Whether they should stay or go is entirely up to the Crown Prince and Heavenly Khagan's wise decision."

Cheng Lingsu's expression darkened. Unwilling to exchange any more idle chatter with him, she patted Tuo Lei's shoulder, stepped out from behind him, and stared intently in silence.

Right at that moment, beneath the final streak of distant afterglow, dust suddenly billowed into the sky as if tens of thousands of troops were charging toward them. The vanguard of Targutai's forces, closest to that sector, instantly fell into disarray.

Forget the spiritual strength of modern people; even the formidable spiritual power of future neo-humans could only bow in submission to a melody capable of awakening humanity's yearnings for the cosmos and willingness to shed every drop of blood to conquer the unknown expanse.

Right now, they were merely pathetic wretches begging for shelter here, devoid of any leverage to contend with Li Ye. Li Ye could easily drive them out of the base, or even execute them on the spot—could they possibly offer any resistance?

When he originally crafted this bamboo flute, he had never imagined that a casual creation would command such an exorbitant price. However... the money was not going into his own pockets.

Though he uttered those words in a calm tone, Fang Qi's eyes revealed unyielding determination and conviction.

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