Chapter 161: Bai Yue Enveloped in Love

Sensing that Feng Xiu's aura had vanished, Bai Lingxuan shook her head and said with a helpless sigh, "Yue'er, why must you be like this? After all, he is your father."

Bai Lingxuan, of course, could tell that Bai Yue had done it on purpose. Her actions clearly betrayed her deep resentment toward Feng Xiu.

"I..."

Bai Yue lowered her head and murmured, "I know, but I truly wish he weren't my father."

"Mother, I've really tried hard to step out from the shadows of the past—"

Hearing the commotion, Xian Yue and Zi Tong rushed out of the room instantly. Upon seeing Qi Zhenhai slumped across my back with a pale, ashen complexion and blackened lips, Xian Yue's legs went weak and she collapsed directly onto the floor.

That being said, because of his status as the tournament champion, the three elders clearly had no intention of letting go of this juicy piece of meat served right before them, even if it was just for the sake of reputation.

Guan Yu stopped in his tracks, narrowing his eyes to look. It was a refined youth, but Zhuge Liang merely smiled—it was Cao Chong.

"Old bastard, you've tried to kill me many times. Now it's time... to pay your debts." Ye Kuang's expression was indifferent as that nine-tiered pagoda slowly rose into the air, drifting toward Elder Qing.

Yet, Ji Manli appeared even more terrified than the others, her face written all over with panic. Amidst the tug-of-war, the electrical wires sparked, and some of the sparks splashed onto her body. The pain was minimal, and she was uninjured, but it was something she had neither noticed nor been able to dodge.

Su Caiyin had already harbored this intention on the day of the newcomer tournament, but before she had the chance to act, the incident involving the Ninth Prince occurred, leaving her helpless.

"Why tell her such a cruel truth? Wouldn't it have been better to let her go in peace?" Li Changlong asked softly, his brows furrowing slightly.

The wind talismans took effect. A great number of the densely packed Rouran soldiers were knocked down by the gale, while many others got dust in their eyes, throwing their formation into utter chaos. Finding a prime opportunity to break through, Zhu Mu fought desperately against the enemy, a stirring and heroic sight.

This Phantom Art was truly a most peculiar technique; through the shifting of separation and reunion, it could actually enhance one's power by such a vast margin.

All around the grave bloomed masses of deep red flowers. Amidst the white snow, they were as crimson as fresh blood, brilliantly dazzling and alluring, resembling blazing fires that no howling blizzard could ever extinguish.

That went without saying. At the time, Gloria and Sandy had not yet accepted Claudia, and Will wouldn't dare bring a son home even if he had one. Therefore, no matter how overjoyed he felt inside, Will dared not show the slightest hint of it.

On one side was a big stick, and on the other was a piece of chocolate. Choosing between the two should not have been difficult, yet Eddie Hausman had still not made up his mind.

She looked as though she had stepped right out of a painting, or an elf fallen into the mortal realm. The cut diamonds shimmered under the lights, casting a dreamy halo of radiance around her. At that very moment, the entire world was forced to pale in comparison.

Before long, everyone on the boat was revived by Silver Scale, and they all grew to hold a deep sense of affinity toward him.

The city lacked its usual bustle and tension of the past few days; many cultivators had quietly and silently withdrawn from the capital.

Wei Renwu found a key in Lin Xingchen's bag and unlocked the front door. Without even turning on the lights, he swaggered into the pitch-black apartment and carried Lin Xingchen into the bedroom slung over his shoulder. It felt as though Wei Renwu were in his own home, so familiar with the layout that he didn't need any light to walk freely through the dark.

Yue Ming was extremely curious about what was in that photograph, but from the angle of his seat, he couldn't catch even a glimpse of it.

Yun Qiyue sat restlessly in her room, pondering for a long time before finally getting up and walking toward Su Yuwan's room.

As the national power of Xiqi grew strong, having assimilated the forces of Jizhou and the hundreds of feudal lords surrounding Xiqi who had surrendered to them, the mortal kingdom of Xiqi finally possessed the strength to contend with Yin-Shang. With Xiqi now ready to face the decisive battle against the Shang Dynasty, Wang Ming finally decided to completely unleash the Battle of Conferring the Gods, setting the armies of Shang and Zhou upon each other in war.