Chapter 31: The Chaotic Capital

The Fiercest Man of Great Xia Rain falls on a southern night by the river. 1233 words 2026-03-20 12:24:26

After Su Qi and Eunuch Feng left, Murong Yun turned to Tang Yu and said, "Your Majesty, I fear the capital will not be peaceful tonight. We had best return to the palace early."

Su Huan hurriedly agreed.

Tang Yu rose to leave, but noticed Tingqin standing motionless where she was, and called, "Miss Tingqin..."

Earlier...

The Elemental Conversion Technique of Silun had become a unique system precisely because it could alter the user's elemental affinity. But the technique truly belonging to Xiu Zeer Yibai went even further—not only could it change which element a person wielded, it fundamentally transformed the very nature of that element.

The Zhou family, on the other hand, behaved admirably. They did not blame He Chuan completely for what had happened. Instead, they hoped he would treat Zhou Xiaoling well, so she would not have to suffer any more hardships.

So, if at all possible, there was no need for the general's assistance; it was better to take things one step at a time and find a way as she went along.

How could ordinary cat demons possibly be a match for the two of them? In just a few exchanges, those cat demons were swiftly dispatched. Seeing its minions defeated so easily, the cursed cat demon let out a furious roar, abandoned its current opponents, and turned its attention to John and Saya.

"Take this back with you," John said, producing Kaino's pelt. After Kaino summoned the lightning strike, its flesh and blood had been utterly consumed by the thunder, yet its pelt remained completely unharmed, much to Yuhan's amazement.

"Child, have you been delayed by student council work again?" asked a familiar aunt nearby, looking at us with some concern.

It felt as though an invisible hand had clenched tightly around her heart. She wanted to break free, but the harder she struggled, the tighter the grip became.

Even if Hong Zhengang felt any discontent, he could not argue against Lin Feng's decision; he could only accept it.

Helian Nuo was sent flying by that kick, landing heavily on the ground. This time, Kang Cheng had used his full strength. Even though Helian Nuo’s body had been fortified by the Arm of God, he still felt as though a thousand-pound boulder pressed upon his chest, making it hard to breathe. Blood flowed freely from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the sound of the zither changed. It was as gentle as moonlight, spreading silvery radiance across the ground, yet also like a murmuring stream cascading over stones. After half a cup of tea’s time, the melody rose and fell, swirling through the air, and in an instant became desolate and piercing, as if flowers had withered and willows drooped, leaves falling as autumn neared. Sadness welled up, bleak and stirring, tugging at the listener’s heartstrings.

"Th-then you’re driving without a license!" Driving without a license was frightening enough, but what was even more terrifying was that this was a plane. Mido looked out at the not-quite-white clouds and was suddenly filled with regret. Why had she, on a whim that morning, agreed to fly to the Xuanwu Base? Why, oh why?

As with all the other rules, His Majesty expects the same: kneel when you must, and rise when you are permitted.

"Let Payne try." Yahiko instantly linked his soul to Payne, who trained almost mechanically at the house in the Western Capital. A torrent of souls poured in, and in the training hall, Payne vanished in a blink.

Nangong Yuner was completely unable to react. Mo Liang had spoken so much at once that she found herself at a loss for words. Most of what Mo Liang said was true; how could she possibly argue with that?

"They attacked me as well—this is my battle too." Halibel gripped her massive shark sword, leveling it at Aizen and the others.

With a head full of black lines, he exclaimed, "Wife, just what planet did you travel here from?" Why couldn’t he understand a single thing she said?

What should have been a simple meal, finished by one o’clock, turned into a marathon of questions and answers that lasted far longer than the meal itself. The group monopolized an entire dining hall until evening fell.