Chapter 81: The Dispute

"Are you out of your mind?" Qin Yu stared at Qin Shanhe before him, his face full of confusion.

"You're the one who's crazy. I'm from the main branch of the Qin family, and you're from a collateral branch. If I ask you for something, you must comply. Don't you understand the rules?" Qin Shanhe was ablaze with fury.

...

Su Wanqiu was already like a ripe, scarlet peach, bursting with juice and utterly enticing. Several maids were startled by this fleeting scene, letting out shrill screams, but after Qin Marshal's murderous gaze swept over them, none dared to utter another sound.

"What’s happening now? What is that tulip doing?" I asked, gazing at the strange spectacle before me.

Due to the destruction of the hidden task, almost no cultivators in Huaguo could earn the qualification to ascend the tower. Out of thirty million cultivators, fewer than a thousand were lucky enough to obtain this right. Fatty, Qiao Yinuo, Li Baihao, and Xiaosa were among this rare few.

In his mind, the one who would cause him endless trouble was the Second Prince, Lin Xuan. As long as Lin Xuan was eliminated, then Cui Jiu'an would have nothing left to worry about.

Sinan Zhi snorted coldly and tore the black cloth from the face of the man drugged with knockout powder. Instantly, many around them drew sharp breaths.

If Su Wanqiu were here, he would have wanted to grab her and kiss her fiercely as a token of thanks.

To say he was unmoved would be a lie. However, upon hearing what she wanted Xi Yingzhi to do, Xi Yingzhi's gaze suddenly turned icy.

But Xiwei raised a finger, signaling Zhou Xuan to be silent, and pointed to the side. Zhou Xuan then saw three people approaching.

Braised wild pheasant, wild boar bone broth, and a stack of sorghum flatbreads—probably more than a dozen.

"As an assassin, you sure talk a lot," Ye Yuxi’s nerves were taut, making her oblivious to the pain in her leg.

When the beautiful lady gave a faint, affirmative nod, the prince unconsciously swallowed.

"At the last family banquet, he quarreled with the family. Last month’s banquet, Mo Yan didn’t even come home..." Jun Wuchen lowered his eyes, clearly worried.

Likewise, Wang Feng and Li Ziqian were equally excited, quickly approaching Ling'er and offering their respects. At the same time, Wang Feng gave Ling'er an inexplicable look, which vanished in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Tianxue felt no curiosity at all. What intrigued her most was Ling'er's identity. The 'sir' Li Ziqian referred to—could it be that the forces behind these two held significant power in the Celestial Realm, and they themselves served official positions there?

"Are you missing me?" That effort to hold back tears tugged at Jun Mo Yan's heart.

Within just a dozen moves, Ke Qingqing was unable to defend herself. She cried out in pain as Shang Yu Huang struck her right wrist with his sword. Thankfully, he used the scabbard; otherwise, she would surely have been crippled.

Once inside the car with the doors shut, Ye Yuxi intended to confront Yin Tianqin, but suddenly she calmed down. She realized this was neither the time nor the place—it would only bring her harm.

"It hasn’t reached that point yet. My senior sister hasn’t agreed to be with him. But this must be kept from Xin-jie. If that lady finds out, who knows what trouble she’ll cause? For Cheng Yan, she’s capable of anything," Jin Che said anxiously.

Lord Wei had just finished speaking when Li Ziqian and Xiao Qianqian’s expressions changed dramatically. The spiritual energy around Li Ziqian surged, ready for action.

"Yes, the three juniors have no spiritual roots. We only began cultivating after accidentally obtaining a body refinement manual," Jing Yan nodded; this could not be concealed.

At the instant Yun Ruoyan’s spiritual power entered the serpent ring, a pair of crimson demonic eyes appeared in her mind.

The demon seed in Chen Fusheng's sea of consciousness was also absorbing his cultivation and power, growing stronger as it did.