Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Arrival of the Eldest Grandson and the Imperial Expedition

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Early morning, Chang'an City was veiled in a light mist, and the towering halls of Weiyang Palace shimmered with golden light under the rising sun.
Liu Xie sat upright on the dragon throne, the beads of his imperial crown swaying, his gaze sharp as a torch. Civil and military officials lined both sides, the atmosphere solemn and heavy. Today's morning court would decide on matters of great importance.
"Proclaim—Yuan Shao's envoy, Tian Feng, to enter the hall!"
The hall doors creaked open, and a middle-aged scholar clad in Confucian robes with a stern expression strode in.
His steps were steady, his gaze resolute; though standing within the Emperor’s hall, he showed no sign of fear.
System, time to work.
Tian Feng, courtesy name Yuanhao
Command: 72
Might: 29
Intelligence: 95
The seventh year of Guangping saw massive personnel shifts. Ye Mingjing had carried out sweeping replacements of many officials; some were in the capital, but far more were local officials across the various regions.

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"Hungry... I don't know how to use that. When I was using computers, you didn't even know where to play with mud." Wang Chen, hearing Hu Xiu's words, pointed a finger at Hu Xiu's head.
"Young Master, would you like a refill?" The waiter approached the table by the door, carrying a kettle.
This abrupt and nonsensical remark caused the old Daoist's expression to falter. Behind him, the fat monk Can Shang reached out to close the door. As for Falong, he had long since been sent away by the fat monk halfway and had not followed them here.
"What? A Cavalry Commandant from You Province? How did you know? Where are they now?" Liu Tianhao was truly shocked. What kind of situation was this? How could his own people have kidnapped his own people?
Gongsun Zan shook off the ropes on his body and climbed up from the ground, yet he did not understand what game Liu Tianhao was playing, staring at him with a face full of suspicion.
The moment she entered the Cining Palace, she saw the Empress Dowager dancing and waving her arms with a eunuch in his thirties, as if they were doing gymnastics.
Smiling as he looked at Lu Ming, Parker did not reveal his true age. However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that for Parker to possess such formidable strength, he must have been tempered by the passage of time.
However, what these people had not yet noticed was that Zhou Wuji had appeared at the entrance of the training ground with his hands behind his back. Listening to those youthful voices, a lingering smile appeared on his face.
This was precisely Qin Yi's 'Yin' energy. The 'Yin' energy was the extremely cold and dark energy of the Nine Netherworlds. Under its refinement, anything would be corroded into nothingness, possessing the essence of devouring everything in the world.
One does not fear an opponent like a fox, but rather a teammate like a pig. Cen Biqing had a visceral realization of this.
"Hehe, for those who wish to achieve great things, what does this matter? Among those in the martial world, whose hands are not stained with blood, and who has not taken a few lives?" Hong Renhai did not feel there was any problem at all.

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Upon hearing the words 'Red-Clawed Shrimp,' Zhang Biao seemed stimulated. His movements were swift, striking first by acting last; he actually raced out the gate ahead of everyone else.
Susu leaned into his embrace, closing her eyes with peace of mind. One last time... let everything just be this way.
The deepest part of Mount Yuanchu was considered a forbidden zone. Even those great masters in history who were near ascension faced the danger of perishing once they reached there—it was not as if such things had not happened in history. And the opportunity he was searching for, or more precisely, the once-in-a-millennium miracle, lay right within Mount Yuanchu.
Next, something suddenly appeared in Xuanyuan Yulong's hand; it was a talisman with flowing runes.
After a while, Julong came running back carrying clean vegetables. Xueyuan rested lazily on his shoulder, too lazy to even fly. By this time, Yiyao had already cleaned up the courtyard, and the water to the side was boiling.
"Fear looking back, fear looking back. In the end, a wisp of blue smoke, a shadow in the river. Dreams are boundless, dreams are boundless. Who picks up the sad moonlight of the initial ballad? All is illusion, all is illusion. I urge you to cherish the time of affection, and see all the beauty of spring and the jade of autumn." Yiyao mumbled, unable to help herself from savoring Julong's romantic words once more.
Meditation in the Pan Si Cave was not about reflection, but rather practicing a technique called the 'Bewitching Heart Art.'
In that instant, Lei Zi suddenly charged forward, appearing before Huang Yuan in a flash. The speed was such that Huang Yuan could not keep up for a moment, and even though he had pushed his speed ability to the limit, he was still struck on the chest by Lei Zi's palm.