Chapter 47: Lowly and Inconsequential

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Lanzhi unleashed her second move in a fit of rage, but the sweeping long whip this time was merely a diversion, closely followed by a concealed set of thorny barbs. The barbs gleamed with an unnatural pitch-black hue, seemingly steeped in deadly poison.

Zheng Xiaoyue clenched her fists tightly, the usual gentleness in her eyes replaced entirely by cold calculation and malice.

According to Duan Fei's original expectations, this trip should have been uneventful. Once they reached the middle reaches of the Tengjiang River, he would disembark and take a stroll around Nandu Temple.

Her freshly washed hair fell softly over her shoulders as his large hand wove through the strands, stroking them gently.

Thus, while moving forward, Duan Fei generously enhanced his attribute values, effortlessly spending five thousand righteousness points and leaving only four hundred and seventeen in reserve for emergencies.

She stepped into a very ordinary farmhouse. Entering the main room, she saw two rooms separated by curtains, one to the east and one to the west. Anxious, Lin Nuannuan headed straight for the western room closest to her, only to abandon all hope at a single glance.

Neither the onlookers in the front nor those on the sides could see what was happening inside; they could only catch a glimpse of clothing.

Then they saw Jun Wuji's figure transform into a streak of white light, instantly vanishing into the depths of the room.

"Mom, just now Ji Anqi bullied me! You and Dad must drive her out of the Ji family!" Ji Nuanxin complained, acting as an informant.

Chen Zhengcai's experiences and memories began to project onto the wall through the True Mirror in Mingxiao's hand. When the scene they had spoken of appeared, the truth proved to be precisely as Chen Zhengcai had claimed.

"There are only two left, let's finish them off quickly!" Le'er chuckled and immediately lunged toward the cyan-robed demon lord closest to him.

"She can play matchmaker all she likes; no one can force you!" Yu Haochen said with a faint, pleased curve to his lips. Xia Ning seemed to be thoroughly enjoying playing matchmaker—did she go up to discuss strategies with Mu Zishan?

Having served Lu Mingxuan for a few months, Danqing had never seen her speak with such sharp severity and was so frightened that she immediately dropped to her knees, repeatedly stammering that she "would never dare do it again."

Katrina hurriedly translated for Luo Zhiyuan, while also introducing his credentials as a master of traditional Chinese medicine and a visiting scholar, as well as the fact that he had treated Dean Amir.

Lingmiao Zhenjun, waking slightly from her daze, began for the first time to truly take seriously the sallow-faced youth before her, rather than merely regarding him as an outstanding junior as she had done before.

Shen Danni smiled and nodded, her gaze remaining fixed on the spot until Xia Ning's figure vanished from sight, at which point the warmth in her eyes gradually cooled.

"Step aside!" Refusing to hear another word, Ling Mengqi bypassed Xiangyuan and continued striding outward.

Time flew, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. The integrated Kangqiao Enterprise Group was gradually getting back on track, yet during this period, the Mechanical Industry Bureau had remained completely silent.

Simple as it sounded, putting it into practice was by no means something that could be achieved overnight, which explained why Qingming harbored doubts about it.

Perhaps the strict training of the past few months had borne fruit; under Zhangyi's command, soldiers at all levels began to form battle formations, stabilizing the chaotic situation across the entire region.

Watching the uncompressed pine snow scatter, Luo Zhu hastily broke free from his grasp and gathered the snowball back together.

Gu Jianghe looked up at him in shock, her eyes filled with utter astonishment. She reached out to push him away, but found herself completely devoid of strength.

As for the soldiers of the new army, they were uniformly rewarded based on military merit. If a suitable official post was unavailable, silver was awarded instead, strictly upholding the principle that every achievement must be rewarded.

"Zheng'er, since you are here, come in yourself. Prime Minister, you may do as you please; this king has some matters to discuss with Zheng'er." The voice of the Azure-Scaled Dragon King drifted from within the bedchamber, though the Dragon King still remained unseen.

They clearly heard that undead creature cursing them as parasites, vampires, gold, and power. Yet the undead was not wrong in the slightest, for that was precisely what they were.

It was just that... Rong Xun pondered Qiu Mi's words from earlier: a poison carried from the womb? He remembered his mother's health had always been robust; how could she have contracted a congenital poison?

For the first time, he began to doubt whether he was truly suited for this job... to the extent that he even wondered if he was depressed. This god-forsaken three-hundred-word passage had, for the first time, filled him with misanthropic thoughts.

Seeing that the attributes of this necklace were exceptionally formidable—completely matching the Thunder-Swift Chain I currently wore—I figured selling it would easily fetch over a million. Delighted, I stowed the necklace away into my inventory.

Since Madam Chuxiu could accept such a violation of conventional ethics as Yun Rong marrying his stepmother, could she perhaps also accept remarrying someone else, or even marrying into the imperial family?

At this moment, if he lacked such an army at his disposal, the mere fact of his collusion with Prince Fu and his participation in Prince Fu's rebellion would have guaranteed his absolute death.

Was this the awe brought by war? Was this what people referred to as the regal aura of one who rules the world? This sensation could only be described as a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

Chen Langya's words instantly turned Chen Zhoujian's face green. Mobilizing thirty thousand troops pointing straight at Ezhou, and expecting him to lead the vanguard—what of Chen Langya himself?

The team in the stone array began blind-firing. Lu Feng casually discharged a single shot, forcing them to cringingly conceal themselves.