Chapter 38 An Invitation to Dinner

Only then did she notice that the decorations in the private room were even more exquisite and elegant, with every detail imbued with symbolic meaning.

"Come, have some tea." Yang Lin placed the cup in front of Lin Xiaoyan.

"Thank you." Lin Xiaoyan picked up the cup and was greeted by a delicate fragrance. She took a small sip and discovered that this tea did not have the bitterness of the leaves she was accustomed to drinking. Although she knew nothing about tea, she found it delightful, and after finishing it, her mouth...

It was precisely because the late Emperor understood this that he added a final condition: if things were otherwise, the throne was to be taken away. He would not tolerate his son being an incompetent monarch, so he would rather bestow the throne upon someone capable.

To the three men, Old Wu included, it felt as if their very mouths were on fire.

Extracting these items had cost only a little over one gold coin—mere pocket change. Yang Rui was wealthy now and didn't give it a second thought.

The master's sword, said to be capable of warding off evil and changing one's fortune, also fell to the ground and was snapped in two by the foot of someone fleeing in a panic.

Sui Xiaotian watched, dumbfounded. Only then did he realize the true power of a martial artist.

"I advise you not to have any other thoughts. Just honestly forget about this matter; otherwise, I will make sure you die a miserable death. I mean what I say!" Seeing Yun Jiefeng’s reluctance, Yun Nuo issued a threat.

After all, Song Yue had never expected much from them to begin with. His parents were consumed by their work and their own relationship; he was merely an afterthought.

Of course, Supervisor Luo did not announce the Celestial Master duel immediately. After all, the primary purpose of this gathering was to summarize the developments of the past year and strengthen the ties between practitioners, sects, and families—though, naturally, there were always conflicts that arose over the course of a year.

Peach Blossom Village was located over a hundred miles west of Sword Arrival Town. The journey included twenty miles of mountain paths, with the rest being official roads.

Kara was a Kryptonian hidden within the world of ordinary people, the second-to-last survivor of her race in the entire universe. Her true name was Kara Zor-El.

"These two of yours don't have any standout qualities. And this one—look, he’s been passed over for several years in a row. I still have an impression of him; are you sure you think highly of them?" Gray Wolf said with disbelief. How could Lin Feng’s judgment be so poor?

Li Ziran and Ke’er exchanged glances. Although they had performed the marriage rites, they now stood like strangers. Looking at her graceful figure, he could not help but feel a sense of unease.

If the entity behind the scenes currently overturning everything was of a level even higher than the multiverse... then everything made sense.

Ye Mu reached out and retrieved an exquisitely packaged food box. Upon opening it, he found a type of pastry he had never eaten before.

The Left Chancellor frowned deeply. No one knew what Marquis Jun intended to do next. As a precaution, he immediately ordered his men to clear away items that should never have been in the Left Chancellor’s manor in the first place; besides, given his current power and status, those things were no longer important.

They all knew Zhuang Xile had a tiger, but they had never actually seen it. They had been looking forward to it ever since the invitation from the Marquis’s manor was delivered.

Upon hearing the commotion, the Stone Spirit immediately emerged from the ground and came before the Sword Cave, gesturing incessantly. After a while, the Sword Cave was finally repaired.

Waiting a few seconds, he looked back at the eternal flower, only to be astonished to find that the human face had not disappeared.

When the God of War strikes, the heavens and earth are destroyed, and the stars are crushed. And that is not to mention the presence of so many other deities. This was a war of the gods.

If that were the case, given Wang Mingchun’s seniority in the Xin family, Xin Jianyu’s life in the family would certainly not be easy from now on.

They could hardly believe that Tang Yan had truly crossed blades with Master Zhuo, and that the result was Master Zhuo’s defeat. Furthermore, Tang Yan had defeated Master Zhuo in a single move.

At this moment, the Thirteen Ghostly Fiends knelt to pay homage to their king. It was clear that the corpse which had appeared belonged to a powerhouse of the Heaven Martial Realm—a figure capable of turning clouds and rain, and even toppling a nation.