Chapter 87: Caught Off Guard

“Minister Tang, since you are here, go and inquire on my behalf,” Qin Xiao said, turning to Tang Sicheng after glancing at the list.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Under Qin Xiao’s gaze, Tang Sicheng did not refuse. He took the list and walked inside without hesitation.

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Upon hearing Liu Jiu’er’s words, everyone present suddenly understood. So that was what had happened. Wang’s expression gradually returned to calm—this was nothing more than Liu Yihua plotting and failing, ending up causing trouble for herself.

Eindhoven had clearly prepared thoroughly to defend against Fang Yan. From midfield, they had intensified their marking, and as he approached the penalty area, not only was he closely shadowed, but the fullbacks were quick to cover, and teammates switched positions to contain him.

Adding a little starch wasn’t for any other reason but to help the sweet and sour pork ribs better hold the coating. After stirring for a while, Liu Ning placed the pork ribs into the hot oil that had just been heated.

The three of them turned to look behind, only to see Wu Zejun’s body undergoing a grotesque transformation, growing larger and larger. His flesh melted into a slippery, amorphous mass, and several disgusting tentacles split from the front of his oddly shaped head.

Clearly, Jigu Si had already failed. Huihui didn’t want to waste any more time on him and hurried off in the direction of his companions.

Tuoba Tao and Xiao Ran walked into the main hall. The servants in the front courtyard who were responsible for cleaning had all been dismissed—it was obvious an important matter was about to be discussed.

Just as Liu Jiu’er was lost in thought, a low murmur suddenly swept through the audience for no apparent reason. What happened? Had something gone wrong?

Of the two remaining items, their quality was much lower—one was of fourth tier, the other sixth. These levels were of no use to Liu Ning, but they might be suitable gifts for his disciples and family.

The newcomer was none other than Xiang Qian, whom Xiao Ran was preparing to win over. Judging by Xiao Ran’s reaction, she seemed to have long anticipated his arrival—perhaps she had arranged it herself.

Mo Chen shot Zheng Yi a surprised glare, but Zheng Yi merely shrugged, appearing entirely unconcerned.

“Senior Kunmu can take all of us beyond the world’s boundary, but it will require time. As long as we buy enough time for him, we will have achieved victory,” Qin Yang revealed his entire plan to Leng Qingshui.

Lin Ba’s cultivation was far above his own; it was said he had mastered two sets of profound-level martial arts. The resources he possessed in the Lin family were dozens of times greater, and now he had reached the peak of the third-stage Martial Disciple realm, on the verge of breaking through at any moment. It should be Lin Ba whom he feared.

Fortunately, the terrain here was higher, so there was no need to worry about those reckless villagers pursuing them and causing trouble.

However, under Du Hongfei’s command, there were no foreigners versed in soul techniques. He could only use threats and violence. His temper was notoriously vicious, and as a result, the survivors from those tribes were all beaten to death by him.

“He’s killed someone and come to seek sanctuary from our Divine Pill Sect. Such a person is unworthy of entering our sect!” Emperor Yongdao said angrily.

The remaining people no longer cared for anything else and fled in panic. Warriors were caught one after another, devoured until nothing but white bones remained.

Jian Chen had once hoped to walk this path, but for the sake of the Luo family, for his master, and for the Sword Tomb, he could not fail. Even if he had to fall, it would only be after he had taken the head of his final enemy.

If there was any difference, it was only that the furniture now seemed less worn and old compared to when Mo Chen first saw it.

Rong Zhan gripped her wrist with one hand and raised the other. With a crisp “snap,” the room was instantly illuminated.

Startled, Mu Qing blurted out “Little Qian,” but neither Di Yehong nor Mi Qian seemed to notice.

Yi Shuixian charged forward without the slightest hesitation. Now, he believed that these new acquaintances would be able to stop the Molten Flame Rat.