Chapter 138: Li Yuan's Astonishment and Anticipation

Under the cover of night, a carriage slowly pulled up to the gates of the Grand Administrator's mansion. Attended by a servant, Li Shimin, carrying a slight flush of wine, stepped down from the carriage.

Inside the residence, Li Yuan was seated kneeling behind a wooden table, enjoying the ministrations of two beautiful concubines who were massaging his shoulders and legs. Seeing the family servant guide Li Shimin into the room, Li Yuan signaled for the concubines to wait in the inner chambers, as he wished to be alone with his son.

"Father!" Li Shimin knelt on the ground, watching—

The son of the Noble Consort was the Emperor's eldest son and was fifteen years old this year. Ouyang Heng ranked third and was eight years old. There was still ample time to reclaim the status that rightfully belonged to Ouyang Heng.

Fu Qing was currently serving as the garrison commander in Guyuan, but owing to an imperial marriage decree, the Emperor had granted him a month's leave to return to the capital.

Things were different now. In the past, he only ever caused minor commotions in Jianghai, with Judge Xia shielding him, keeping everything peaceful and calm.

She was truly exhausted; before long, she had drifted off to sleep. Sihan, however, sat beside the bed watching her for a long time until the soft sound of Lianqiao's cough drifted in from outside, prompting him to rise and step out.

Hearing the bid of eight hundred million quoted by Lin Mutran, Xu Binghui and the others immediately wore expressions of mocking derision.

One could easily imagine such a situation; against it, there was simply nothing one could do. Sometimes, when looking back, even he himself was unsure of how it all came to be.

This Western-style suit was one he had asked a staff member for in the fitting room at Patek Philippe. Li Youcai estimated that it was very likely the staff member had tampered with the clothing, or perhaps that person was even in league with this gang of thugs.

When had Imperial Noble Consort Yu ever surpassed Imperial Noble Consort Shu in the Emperor's heart? Ever since the day she was conferred her noble title, Consort Shu had practically been ranked ahead of Imperial Noble Consort Yu all along.

Yet, relatively speaking, the shock brought about by this made his treacherous deeds appear utterly negligible.

Of course he was aware of the fact that he had defeated Song Moran and risen to great fame. With Pang Da, that walking intelligence network, coming to report every day—even if a dog in the capital's West Gate raped a cat in the East Gate, he would know it at the very first moment—let alone a matter of such magnitude.

Furthermore, the Mountains and Rivers Pearls distributed to each participant before the grand tournament were crafted to match the Mountains and Rivers Monument. There existed a close connection between the two that spanned different dimensions, sufficient to bypass the binding of the five-element Dharma artifact, the Mountains and Rivers Scroll, and reflect the spiritual energy contained within the pearls back onto the monument in real time.

Hou Junji's confidant, Helan Qiaoshan, was the Grand General of the Left Jinwu Guard, commanding twenty thousand troops outside the city. Guo Ye seemed to understand Li Jing's implication, and his expression grew correspondingly heavy.

What surprised him was that the Emperor, who had always been opinionated and fond of arbitrary rule, could so effortlessly retract an imperial decree and bestow these honors back upon Zhangsun Wuji.

That black liquid was the corpse-wrapping water prepared after the fall of immortals to preserve their physical bodies from decay, harvested from the deepest, Yin-suffused depths of the Netherworld River in the underworld.

"Buddhism?" Yang Fan furrowed his brows slightly. Buddhism and the God of Death were absolute opposites; if he claimed any connection to Buddhism, this evil god would surely tear him limb from limb.

As a peak Nirvana giant who had half-stepped into the Heavenly Immortal realm, how vast was Shen Huangzi's divine sense? Without any restraint, a territory with a radius of one hundred thousand miles was completely enveloped within his divine awareness.

Zhong Tao was a robust man with an extraordinary bearing. Despite being only in his early twenties, he had already practiced martial arts for over twenty years! Having started his training at the age of five, he enjoyed considerable renown in the martial arts circles of Kai'an City, which was why he had been recruited by the Martial Alliance.

Subconsciously, he picked up the Zhenlu Yama Blade. The originally dim and lusterless blade suddenly burst forth with a brilliant black light, and a sharp, frigid glare slashed horizontally outward from the blade's body, reaching a distance of over a hundred yards.

He recalled the information imparted by the Elven youth Liao Hui, which stated that an unknown force was manipulating the Beicang clan behind the scenes, driving them to wage bellicose campaigns of conquest in all directions.

At this moment, Wang Chao and Hong Xuanji had eyes for no one else. There was only each other. Under the perception of their five senses, two towering torrents of blood and martial aura soared into the sky, resembling two peerless vicious beasts staring each other down.

Just as He Yu wanted to ask with debonair flair, "Young lady, are you alright?", he saw a crimson wolf, even larger than the previous one, suddenly leap out from behind the boulder, its sharp claws lunging straight for his back.

The powerful wave of air forced everyone within three meters of Moyang to involuntarily step back a few yards. From within it, Shishi Da sensed an aura of dread!

In addition, the two most profound and wondrous Dao essences in that world were the Dao of Space and the Dao of Time.

Xiao Zhenlei narrowed his eyes and stared at western Romania, the Transylvania Plateau! It was right here; once he devoured the seven hundred thousand Austro-Hungarian and German troops deployed here, he could then rely on the natural strategic advantages of the Carpathian Mountains to deploy heavy forces to block the German army from moving south from the northern Eastern Front battlefield.

Whether directly pointing out Daniel or using pretexts such as investors to lay a false trail, the media instead whipped this romance—which lacked even a trace of a lead—into a bustling frenzy.

In the Netherworld Realm, Netherworld City, within a hall of the Lich King's castle, the Lich King wore a stern expression. A black staff appeared in his hand, and he chanted an extremely obscure incantation, striking a beam of black light from his staff into the void before him, where it vanished.

Moreover, the Super God Planet at this time was merely a semi-energized world, having not yet truly formed a material world. If players entering this world possessed a sufficiently high mental power level, they could completely see through the true essence of this world.

Later, lured into an illusion by the Demon of Alchemy on the Divine Dan Peak of the Ziyou Sect, he experienced over twenty years of unforgettable, bone-deep mortal love, hatred, and entanglements, which finally allowed Huaxi Jiu's character to undergo an essential transformation, truly granting him a complete personality.

To others, it was simply impossible to catch a glimpse of Li Mochen, unlike her, who spent every day side by side with him.

Xing Shijie took a deep breath, not expecting the main storyline to arrive only after the better part of a day. This uncle's storytelling was truly bizarre.

Hearing the name Ye Linghui, Luo Juan and Lin Xunmei exchanged glances, both wearing displeased expressions on their faces. Even the exquisite steak placed before them suddenly looked unappealing.