Chapter 126: Receiving the Imperial Decree

"I, Xu Ying, accept the imperial decree."

After a long silence, Xu Ying finally spoke.

"Very well, then remove your armor now," Ye Changmian said coldly.

Xu Ying raised an eyebrow. Was this old man deliberately targeting him? As a prominent member of the Xu family, even the young Emperor himself would never dare to treat him in such a manner.

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Within the past month and a half, the Skull Ghost King’s soul-binding contract had been worn down to a mere third by the Dragon Soul’s primordial dragon energy.

Seeing that Fan Chen had already stripped, she blushed and removed her own clothes as well.

"Do not lie to me, otherwise, we shall be strangers from this day forth," Fan Chen said coldly.

However, after exchanging blows for a while, Ye Xing grew bored. No one here was his match; they could not even withstand a single move from him. His gaze shifted toward Dongfang Pu, who was currently fighting Leng Han.

"Hand it over! I laid claim to this insight of combat first!" A figure lunged forward with a punch, shouting in a rage.

Interesting. I never expected someone to reject gold. Yet, he had a point; after all, in the desert, gold is truly far less valuable than water. But if he didn't even want the gold, what exactly was it that this Patriarch Zhao before him was after?

Li Yan paid no mind and flew directly toward the Sacred Sea Palace, only to be blocked by an invisible resistance that forced him to halt. After descending to investigate, he realized that the groups arriving here had all landed and were proceeding on foot. Walking, it seemed, was not subject to any restrictions.

Seeing him like this, Li Yan felt not only more curious about Shi Mengmeng but also discovered a way to deal with Casa Suo.

The moment they stepped through the light gate, Qin Yu and his three companions felt a shift in time before appearing inside an ancient palace.

"Very well, I am aware," Baili Canglian said coldly, waving his hand to signal that he could withdraw.

The rain outside had stopped. The air was fresh, and the chirping of birds could be heard. Yi Qingshuang opened her eyes, feeling as though she had just awakened from a dream.

This place was different from others; the courtyard walls were built high and painted a cool, slate gray, appearing refreshing even from a distance. Walking closer and gazing up at those tall, gray walls, one felt even more at ease.

Chen Li knew that she was no match for Zhang Yan in an argument, because, as Zhang Yan had said, this entire affair had been orchestrated solely by Yang Changqing.

There are two ways to cultivate sword radiance. The first is to trigger a precious sword with spiritual energy to manifest the radiance, then forcibly absorb and refine it into one's own body.

That scent of blood sent all the demons in the room into a frenzy. Whether they were engulfed in flames, unscathed, or missing limbs—every demon present, as long as they still drew breath, forgot their own pain and surged toward Gong Ming like madmen.

Having said that, she hopped off the sofa, tucked a throw pillow under her left arm, grabbed a plush bear in her right hand, and ran upstairs.

If it were merely an explosion, these buns would pose no threat to Tang Lin and the others. However, these were no ordinary explosions.

Yet everyone knew that Mili City was not a land of light. Even ordinary tourists knew it to be a city of shadows, and yet, it remained a place that people yearned to visit.

Consort Jin nodded and, with the support of Sang Lan, boarded the carriage. Jing Liuyun vaulted onto a white horse. The procession headed toward the imperial palace in a grand display.

In Consort Jin's eyes, Luo Huixue’s lowered head was a sign of shyness. Since she did not blame Jing Liuyun, the heavy burden in her heart was lifted. Otherwise, things would have been truly difficult to manage in the future.