Chapter 110: The Truth Revealed (Combined Two-in-One)

Although Su Lan always played the role of negotiator and messenger, this did not mean she held no power within the Yao Guang Sect. On the contrary, her position by the Empress Dowager’s side proved that she was one of the few individuals Meng Qingyuan could trust implicitly within the Forbidden City.

Because of this, Su Lan naturally knew that the young lady of the Yu family before her was, in fact, a fox spirit from Qingqiu.

Thus, the princess herself openly admitted it.

Zhao Qiqi and Jun Yiyao exchanged a glance. What kind of divine beast was this? And how exactly did it “supervise” them?

Two months later, the film premiered. By then, Song Zhiying no longer worried about the box office; her level of public attention was low, allowing her to focus entirely on the film.

She touched her belly, determined that this time, she must give birth to a child to secure her life’s stability.

One morning, while Song Zhiying was still asleep, her mother woke her, handing over the phone. It was a call from Xing Chao.

Director An understood immediately. Watching the scenes between Rong Ye and Song Zhiying, he felt that whenever the two appeared together, the background seemed suffused with dreamy pink bubbles.

“In that case, finding the divine beast’s essence becomes absolutely crucial,” Ming Hua said more composedly than Shen He, pausing before speaking.

Their earlier battles with the golden beetle and the red-headed bird had been effortless—upon encountering them, they were swiftly beaten to death.

The watchers discovered Rong Mu’s disappearance at night, but this did not mean he vanished then; he might have disappeared in the morning, at noon, in the afternoon, or any other time.

Was it narcissism? That seemed unlikely. So, there must be some special reason behind it.

“Alternate candidate number nine? ... He was someone Zhao Tong suggested I recruit… uh… seems to complement her knowledge system, but I’m not very clear on the details…” Fortunately, Nangong Zhi was rather distractible, making it easy to divert attention, which they did successfully.

“Alright, it seems they have perished in the forest,” Elder Cheng Qiang stated without a hint of regret or emotion, as if recounting an ordinary event.

“My surname is Luo. I am a mere wandering cultivator from the Jilei Sea region. As for my origins, they are truly insignificant—I doubt senior has ever heard of them,” Luo Yu said calmly, though inwardly uneasy.

In the virtual life-and-death battlefield, within the city where Yang Yulei resided, a late-stage sage with faint green armor on his skin spoke.

However, when the intense stench of blood hit her senses and the ceaseless sounds of battle cries rang out day and night, Zhou Yue was finally dragged back to reality—the fierce assault of her own faction continued unabated.

Zhang Ziyi’s answer was vague, only mentioning that Qian Linda and Wen Chun had frequent dealings, but she was unsure of the exact transactions.

“Enforcement Hall! The cultivators of your Cui Xia Sect rely solely on the Enforcement Hall for support. But today, Feng is not here to stir trouble. I heard your Formation South Plate is superior to those in the city. I would like to see for myself. If true, purchasing it would be no issue,” Feng Luan said disdainfully.

Almost all the houses in the city were built with two stories, except for a few taller ones, including the Shuiyunjian Restaurant here.

They were allowed to rest while watching the eunuchs extinguish the lights before leaving. Yet shortly after, the lights in the Government Affairs Hall were found to be lit again.

No wonder the young master Fusu was taken down by Zhao Gao, Hu Hai, Xu Fu, and others—he was simply far too naive.

Having said that, the Fifth Mo did not wait for the Fifth Feng’s response and left immediately. He was not the only one who wished to unify the realm in these chaotic times; thus, before others could achieve this goal, he intended to eliminate them first.