Chapter 31: Total Blacklisting

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The Su Estate.
Su Qianxue, draped in a custom-made gown, stood on the second-floor balcony, a glass of red wine in hand, gazing down at the grounds below. An aura of regal, queenly nobility emanated from her entire being. Her cold, delicate face was set with a domineering air that looked down upon all living things.
"Chen Xing, you know my temper. I can tolerate you once, even twice, but absolutely—"
The speaker was a youth who appeared to be fifteen or sixteen, with bright eyes and white teeth, possessing the cultivation of the early Life and Death stage. Of course, he only looked that young; to reach the Life and Death stage, one would have to be at least over thirty.
Lu Yu turned to look, only to see an old woman with a cane walking slowly toward him. She was thin and frail, yet her gait was steady. A natural, awe-inspiring presence radiated from her, making anyone who faced her feel instantly diminished.
"Do not call me Madam." An Jiche felt a surge of irritation at the title. Others addressed her as Madam or Mistress, and she could usually feign deafness, but when Qin Xuan said it, it genuinely annoyed her.
The Emperor of Shi Zhao fell silent, no longer mentioning the Northern Expedition. Everyone below knew that the Xianbei had truly struck fear into the Emperor’s heart this time.
Ye Shuitong and the other personal disciples widened their eyes in shock; the unprovoked attack by the Xuangu Tribe and the Soul-Severing Mountain had caught them off guard.
It was pitch black by now. Though the air in the mountains was fresh, it was impossible not to feel a sense of dread. The lush, verdant trees of the daytime now appeared as bizarre, distorted black shapes, and the low growls and cries of unidentified beasts echoed all around, sounding exceptionally terrifying.
I suppose that even if, after rushing toward him, the memory of the cruelty he inflicted upon me occasionally gnaws at my nerves, I am still willing to compromise with this harsh life for the sake of the life growing within me.

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He glanced at Qin Shou outside and suddenly felt a twinge of guilt toward this illustrious Prince Rong.
Back then, he had been of some use to Murong Xu, at least while there were still battles to be fought. Once Murong Xu believed that all formidable enemies had been eradicated, he sidelined him. Unfortunately, the surroundings were filled with wolves, and his son was not the kind of ruthless character capable of keeping wolves at bay.
Although the nine major factions were in a period of relative calm, they still maintained their initial vigilance. It pained her to see this; they had finally found a peaceful life, yet they still had to live in constant fear.
When the Emperor saw Shui Xizhi appear at the palace banquet, even though he was late, he felt a flicker of annoyance, yet he did not reprimand him in front of the ministers.
The two declined the Magistrate’s offer of lodging and hurried back to their camp. Inside his tent, Zhao Yi pored over maps, contemplating strategies to crush the enemy.
Liao Hua went to carry out his orders, and Cheng Yin nodded: "With the wasteland the Magistrate has reclaimed, every citizen of Fanyang County will gain a little more land, leading to an even greater harvest next year." Land meant grain, grain meant food, and food meant stability.
After the morning court session concluded, Zhao Yun returned home and sighed. With eunuchs in power, the fall of the nation was imminent. Though Zhao Yun was not well-versed in military strategy, he knew that replacing generals on the eve of battle was a grave taboo.
"Fine, five minutes, and not a second longer!" the nurse finished, checking the time on her phone, clearly timing them.
Chun Shui spoke with detachment; a single sentence clarified his entire purpose. The power of the Yun Estate had long made the Imperial Court wary. That they would eventually seek to eradicate the Yun Estate was a foregone conclusion—a fact Yun Ye had anticipated long ago.
"What kind of garbage map is this? It only shows half the image—this is a total scam!" Sanzi complained, looking at the map in Li Dong’s hands.
Seeing this, Li Dong and the others immediately cast aside their contempt. They realized that this man was not entirely useless, despite his talent for sycophancy.
For someone like Yin Shixiu, money held little significance; every time he opened his mouth, it was millions or tens of millions.

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Princess Qiaoqiao cast aside the charming smile she had worn in the wedding hall and said pitifully: "I am a dying person; must you be so insistent with me?" Her voice carried a mixture of weariness and helplessness that made even Ji Yining feel a pang of sorrow.
As the attacks from numerous Dao-Fusion realm experts descended, Ye Chen discovered that with the improvement of his own cultivation and his total mastery over the Heavenly Saint Palace, the palace was finally unleashing its true power. Even without Ye Chen intentionally mobilizing the Great Formation, the sheer inherent might of the formation was astounding.
The entire universe, regardless of anything else, followed the law of conservation. This meant that even if the several Heavenly Sovereigns died, it would have no major impact on the Heavenly Star Universe; it would merely redistribute everything the Sovereigns possessed equally among all martial artists.
The Ghost Child of the Ghost Estate laughed heartily. He had never imagined he would actually win. There was a treasure hidden within this secret realm, and once he obtained it, he would be invincible under the heavens.
Now that the entrance to the valley was sealed, no one could enter, and the situation within the valley was dire; everyone was struggling to save themselves, so how could anyone possibly come to his aid?
Imagining the scene, Li Miaofu and Zhu Ling’er looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
While Ye Chen was in seclusion, the three Dao Lords of Qingyun gathered once more. However, compared to their previous high spirits, their expressions now were truly grim.
The liquor felt like liquid fire as it surged down his throat, then exploded in his abdomen like a massive volcano. Su Xing’s body shuddered violently, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.