Chapter 44: I Was Drugged
Lu Yiqin assumed everyone would already be resting by the time he returned.
Beneath his feet lay a square elevated platform measuring several hundred zhang across, with a massive teleportation array at its center—the very array they had just used to cross over.
"Sister Ruonan, are you asleep? Did I wake you up? How are you feeling now? Drink that first; you'll feel a bit more comfortable once you finish it." The moment the door opened, Tian Mi let loose a flurry of questions. She pulled Qin Ruonan to sit by her desk and pointed at a cup on the table that was still giving off wisps of steam.
"Weigh anchor!" Suddenly, a loud roar startled the Blue Eagle into flight, while Connor stood at the bow with a mischievous, wicked grin, gazing ahead.
Deyun nodded. He believed what Qiu Xuan had said; how difficult was it to comprehend and create a martial art of one's own?
Had the barrier remained unbroken, anyone—even Yiyu himself—traveling from the Blue Sea passage entrance to the Ice Valley would find it impossible, not to mention that their magical power could not sustain such a long-distance succession of spatial jumps; even if it could, it would take no less than eight to ten days. That was doubly true for outcasts or non-entities.
Once the bandaging was complete, he kept his grip firmly on her wrist. Whenever she showed the slightest inclination to resist, his arm would tighten, causing a faint reddish tint to seep through the dressing. Su Nian'an stopped resisting; she didn't want anyone getting hurt on her account, especially since his injuries this time were ultimately caused by her.
"We came here specifically to pay our respects to you, it's hardly a coincidence. The two of you sisters haven't seen each other in months, and you used to be so close..." Xie Lingyun’s obvious, sarcastic smile caused the Fifth Concubine to trail off, unable to push through with her blatant falsehoods.
"Boss Fang, what do you make of this fellow's background? Clearly, he is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, yet he can affect the state of mind and emotions of the cultivators in this hall," the blue-robed cultivator asked.
The two chatted softly about various matters, their brows carrying a tenderness invisible to outsiders. Though some trivialities were cumbersome, when paired with the right person, they became exceptionally warm and cozy.
Meiniang, however, could not spare the moment to invite Lady Feng to sit and eat with her. In her mind, she thought: Baizhan coming to fetch me at a time like this is quite opportune. I must return to the Marquis's estate, find an excuse to quietly obtain the silver notes, and tomorrow I can go finalize the handover of the Xiankelai Restaurant with the clan elder, Cen Guiquan.
"This official is aware of that, but what do you mean by that remark? What do you mean by saying this shouldn't be considered an ability either?" Tang Jian asked with some puzzlement. What did he mean by "this shouldn't be an ability"? Could it be that the power these people wielded was not spiritual energy?
Originally, Shen Zhifu had wanted him to study finance or management so that he could enter the family business and take over as early as possible.
Overseas, the status of Chinese performers was not high, and the roles available to them were few; however, Chinese students who graduated from prestigious foreign drama academies were immensely popular in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia.
Remembering how the Main God's pawn had told Hanyang before leaving to properly manage the Soaring Firmament Guild, it seemed that remark was no joke, but something that truly needed to be done—one that might produce unexpected results for Hanyang in the future.
"Zhuzhu, stop crying for now. Your Imperial Father was merely speaking off the cuff and meant you no harm. If you wish to stay, then stay," Emperor Yong'an said hastily.
Lotus of Ten Lifetimes: The Primordial World Tree—such a heaven-supporting cultivator has never been heard of or recorded in texts, yet why does it feel as though I've heard of it somewhere before?
Hearing Su Pengyi put it that way, Tang Jian smiled somewhat awkwardly. He had originally hoped to scrounge a few more items from Su Pengyi to take back, but he hadn't expected to be seen right through. It was truly rather embarrassing.