Chapter 124: The Power of the Dead

Upon hearing these words, Su Li was first stunned, then consumed by rage.
The other ministers, meanwhile, were struck by shock, followed by regret, and finally, a sense of guilt.
What shocked everyone was that Chief Secretary Qu had been so unyielding; he had truly taken his own life.
Su Li’s anger stemmed from the fact that he had clearly spared Qu Mingyuan, yet the man had died nonetheless.
Why had Qu Mingyuan died?

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Just as Xia Jian was beginning to feel the darkness closing in, Li Dongmin had finished preparing the cooked food, arranging it into plates and bowls, and had even prepared instant noodles. Seeing that there were three portions of noodles, Xia Jian realized she intended to send one to her mother-in-law as well; it was clear she was a dutiful woman.

"No, that would make the target too obvious. Call me a car and have the driver wait fifty meters past the villa’s side entrance," Xia Jian said. He walked over, planted a kiss on Wang Lin’s cheek, then turned abruptly and strode out the door.

However, in an instant, the wind blades vanished! Without a sound, Wen Xin was momentarily at a loss as to what had happened, so he did not rush to trigger the seal and depart.

Shangguan Bixiao pressed herself against the stone wall, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on Yang Yunhan’s resolute face, secretly hoping he would achieve another breakthrough.

Wen Xin pondered silently. He stopped absorbing and refining spiritual energy, turning his focus instead to stabilizing his body after the breakthrough and familiarizing himself with his newfound power.

Lü Xuan, however, possessed a treasure—the Ruyi of Illusion. It was the finest artifact in the mortal realm, with countless uses. With a flick of a spiritual incantation, the Violet Lightning Sword vanished into thin air, stored safely within the Ruyi of Illusion.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, a family of three was similarly gathered around a dining table, eating their evening meal.

Lü Duan and Chen Zai urged the Prince of Xu, Zhao Yuanxi, to lead his troops in a breakout and return to Guangzhou. The Prince of Xu, already in a state of panic and confusion, quickly agreed.

Deep in thought, Wen Xin suddenly felt a pair of metallic wings—a flight apparatus with black and white plumage—emerge from behind him.

After the duel between Wen Xin and Teacher Meng Yunyan, the remaining matches among the students concluded without much delay.

"That’s a good idea, and I fully support it. By the way, Yue’er, since I am to propose to you, there must be a ring, right? Why don’t we go pick one out first?" Although I was internally dead-set against her suggestion, I could not voice my opposition. To steer the conversation away, I hurriedly sought a diversion.

Qi Qi was left at a loss by this, but upon hearing that the other party was looking for Xiao Yan, her brow furrowed.

Following his instincts, Machoke lunged at a Murkrow, his hands crossed in a strike. With a sharp "whoosh," Machoke passed right through the bird, and it vanished; it had evidently been nothing more than a decoy.

"Why? Your Charizard is already so powerful; why stay here to train?" Jike asked, looking at Shinji.

"Optimus Prime, forget about Ouyang Jue, who is currently drunk on his own happiness. See if there are any other good pieces of equipment left. That wretched Arkena Desora—he had to leave us some spoils of war!" Qisha waved his hand at Optimus Prime, speaking with great excitement.

Ling Yi looked at Bai Yao. She had once been moved by this elegant gentleman, but after seeing his true nature, she knew he was not a man to whom she could entrust her life. She resolutely decided to return to her role as a 'Needle,' where at the very least, she held the power of life and death in her own hands.

I covered the distance in three long strides to open the door. As I expected, it was indeed Qisha and the girl Ziling. They were holding hands, and when Ziling saw me, she shyly lowered her head. Goodness, that single gesture was enough for me to guess the outcome.

The Essence Spirit Bird was a manifestation of true energy and spiritual consciousness in the realm of cultivation. A powerful cultivator with wood-attributed energy could condense their essence into various animal forms. While these creatures possessed no offensive power, they were excellent choices for scouting paths or delivering messages.