Ninety: Mortal Killing Intent (Combined Chapter)

Your Highness, Please Slay the Demons The Path of the Keys 1298 words 2026-04-11 15:27:59

The tolling of the bell rang out; the hour of the burial rite had come. Led by the keeper of the mausoleum, a company of imperial kin and noble lords and ladies slowly entered the imperial tomb.

After passing the stone archway carved from white marble and going through the red gate, one could truly catch a glimpse of a corner of this imperial mausoleum.

Looking along the sacred avenue, along which riding at full gallop was strictly forbidden, one could not see the end even under the moonlight; it gave the illusion of reaching all the way to the heavens.

And on either side of the sacred avenue lay mountains, as if supporting...

It always felt as though the sickroom were filled with the smoke of gunfire, the tension drawn tight like swords at each other’s throats, as if war might break out at any moment.

Everyone was talking at once. After hearing them, Yuechu sneered inwardly and kept a look of indignation and astonishment on her face.

Baoxin curled her lip. It was plain to see how deeply His Majesty had been wounded back then; if he had not harbored such thoughts, how could he have allowed himself to be tormented like this?

Qianyuan had this stele erected both to commemorate the victory and to make a posthumous offering in honor of Emperor Qian’s great western expedition against the Candle Dragon Kingdom, so as to comfort Emperor Qian’s spirit in the afterlife.

They knew that Aunt Fang was stirring things up, and they thought that after so many years she no longer truly understood the prince, who had been tempered by blood and fire on the battlefield; giving them a chance to get to know him was no bad thing.

In all these years, at court and in the inner palace alike, he had always done as he pleased; when facing the empress, for the first time he felt guilt.

After a moment’s thought, Yingqiong took out the demon core that had not yet been touched and tossed it to the King of the Black Tortoises. “Here, this is your reward!” Precious as the demon core was, it was in truth of little use to Yingqiong.

Amid laughter that seemed to burst through the roof, there was also a man’s sobbing, sounding both deeply aggrieved and terribly frightened.

Ran Qin was full of confusion, but she privately thought that Xia Wan’er was beautiful and clever; if Xia Wan’er was doing this, she must have her reasons, and besides, Qiao Mingye showed no intention of interrupting her.

Long Fei, however, knew perfectly well that the people present were treating him politely only out of deference to Lei Dong; he was nothing more than capital for Lei Dong to flaunt.

It was not that David was unwilling to waste time, but that he could not afford to; he already had a yellow card, and if he committed another foul, he might be sent off.

If she had not felt that her time was running out, and if she had not been angered once more by the young lord, she would never have returned to the Grand Princess Shouning’s residence.

“Your Majesty, even medicine carries three parts poison. Since antiquity, which ruler has ever truly attained immortality? Those emperors who indulge in elixir-making and the search for the Dao have never, in the end, lived long.” Lady Lu raised her voice, her words full of concern.

But if anyone bullied her, she would not be polite. She believed in fair exchange in all things; if the other side had the audacity to bully her, and she did not strike back, it would seem rather pathetic.

Crash... boom... boom! The heavy truck smashed through the harbor fence, forcing back many who tried to stop it, and careened onward in blind, desperate flight. Its behavior looked like sheer madness, but by then hardly anyone was paying it any mind.

A later saying would become widely known, but even though humanity did not yet have it, it conveyed their meaning perfectly: keep your feet on the ground, and gaze up at the stars.

“How could that be! Our Lu Mingfei is quite willing, isn’t he?” Auntie’s smile looked a little strained. She nudged Lu Mingfei, but for once he did not answer her; instead, he sat there in silence.

In the blink of an eye, the oasis at the foot of the sacred mountain appeared once more before everyone’s eyes. Though the time had been brief, both Niu Ren and Xiao Chen felt as if they had been born again.

But after Pang Degong’s reminder, Liu Biao suddenly realized how grave the matter was, and so he immediately summoned his subordinates to his residence to discuss affairs.

The violet sable had finally set its mind at ease. With white energy, the power of origin, in its possession, it could firmly control this fire dragon. What was more, it could even use it to find the exact location of the power of origin.

Yet Zhou Chen himself knew that the only reason he had succeeded in his challenge and managed to stay on the show a little longer was pure luck.