Chapter 50: Meng Qinian: Doesn't that mean I can openly snatch people away?

Hearing this long-unfamiliar name, Jiang Juncheng froze for a moment before recalling that his father had indeed mentioned the matter to him previously.

However, he had been too busy at the time, and coupled with the fact that his relationship with Bai Wenyin was far from close, the matter quickly slipped to the back of his mind.

He never expected that the child raised by Bai Wenyin would be so unruly, bullying Xinxin the moment he returned to the Jiang family.

Jiang Juncheng frowned deeply, his expression exceptionally displeased: "Where is Bai Wenyin? Give me her contact information; I want to ask her how she taught—"

"My lord, Princess Moge has such a wonderful temperament." Making conversation out of nothing, the Crown Princess looked at the Crown Prince, who was staring blankly at his cup, feeling a faint ripple of apprehension in her heart.

Qin Xie had been sleeping soundly when he suddenly sensed something and woke with a start, instinctively looking toward Qin Zheng. His spiritual aura had become obscure and hard to discern as he gazed at Qin Zheng's calm face. Even with such an enviable, perfect shell, the soul within was already riddled with decay and countless scars.

Li Yue turned her head stiffly, only to find the surroundings transformed into a sheet of glacial blue. A vast, overwhelming coldness pervaded the air, reminiscent of ancient ice that had never thawed for a millennium, carrying a soul-captivating aura.

It was naturally impossible for him to make a move against Lolth at present, so Helm also joined the siege against Talos.

At this rate, her royal consorts would have to queue for five days just to share a meal with her.

It was now April, less than a month away from the premiere. There was a multitude of tasks to handle, including arranging for film critics and media personnel to view the film in advance, and then organizing early screenings for a group of lucky audience members to gather feedback that could be used to tweak the plot or make other adjustments.

Unable to care about the fleeing assassin or the pain wracking his body, Feng Yong sprang directly forward and pulled Luo Qing into a tight embrace.

"Your Excellency, the deep sea is far more important than you imagine, and the Cornerstone System is far more fragile than you think."

Amidst the gaze of the multitude, Kael'thas involuntarily straightened his chest. Compared to his previous self, he appeared much more confident this time.

With her identity exposed, her attacks instead became even more vicious, aiming straight for fatal spots with every single strike.

"Who are you? Why is there such a massive demonic aura concealed within you?" Zhang Zheng asked slowly.

They did not yet understand what the Heavenly Emperor represented, but they simply felt that Emperor Qin was immensely powerful. Watching that fire dragon, their primitive impulses were stimulated, and they joined in the roars, as if caught up in a wild frenzy.

Xiao Kuang raised his head to look at the projection above, realizing only then that his earlier grandiose acting had been witnessed entirely by these three fellows. There was not the slightest trace of embarrassment in his eyes; instead, a smug and triumphant expression surfaced.

They had mentioned that the Mingxin Pavilion focused on refining the physical body first before cultivating the mind. With their formidable physical prowess, would they really need to fear even Tao Yingcai?

Once the ghostly claws emerged, wailing souls and weeping ghosts echoed through the air. Demonic winds rolled in all directions, conjuring the grim reaper claiming lives—a deeply eerie spectacle. The surrounding crowd turned pale with fright, crying out in alarm as they fled in all directions to hide afar.

To think that an army of the dignified East Sichuan Kingdom had just captured a city, only for someone to come and attack it right at this moment—and the enemy force consisted of a mere thousand men. If they couldn't even fend off this thousand, how could they possibly preserve their reputation if word got out?

Qin Jun witnessed everything through the Soul-Suppressing Monument, but he could only watch; he was powerless to intervene, given the immense distance separating them.

"You dare mock me like this? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now," Tian Ermiao said with a furrowed brow.

"Indeed, Master, you are entirely correct. However, I hope Master will avoid exposing your identity for now. After all, no powerhouse possessing the bloodline of the Tenfold Ten-Rank Yang Stage has emerged yet. The more such powerhouses appear, the more beneficial it will be for Master," the Blood Spirit immediately reminded him.

At present, he had no fear whatsoever of the Tianyuan Imperial Clan, making this a prime opportunity to test the might of the Myriad Creations Creation Realm. Taking Daji along meant he didn't fear being weighed down, especially since he retained the ability to elevate deities and demons.

Such fruits, when transported over vast distances to the north, would undoubtedly command exorbitant prices. Yet here, they could be seen everywhere, accessible to everyone, and could hardly be considered a rarity at all. Conversely, the common apples, pears, and dates frequently seen in Jiangnan and the capital were not produced locally; they were extremely scarce and quite expensive here.