Chapter 113: The Clue

San Tu Palace.

At this moment, San Tu Palace was devoid of disciples, giving it an unusually desolate air, much like a long-abandoned ghost town. Even the birdsong seemed mournfully sparse. Qian Mubai and Jiang Wei searched every corner of the palace, but found nothing.

“Young master, Master Yangliu hasn’t returned, has he? It doesn’t look like anyone’s here,” Jiang Wei whispered behind Qian Mubai.

Qian Mubai furrowed his brow in thought for a long moment before suddenly appearing at the foot of Siyin Mountain. “Yan Mo, come out here!” he called.

Behind Qian Mubai appeared a man dressed in red, a wicked smile curling on his lips. “Oh? What’s with the sudden temper…”

“Alright, alright, the sooner the better! I’ll go get the driver to bring the car out,” Bao Ruoming said, turning toward the bureau’s parking lot.

If they had witnessed what happened next, all recorded meticulously on these pages, they might have formed some unusual ideas.

He leapt directly into the bronze coffin, closing the lid once more and sitting cross-legged within.

A steely abacus, two curved swords, and a slender fine steel sword—the four weapons struck simultaneously, suddenly sealing off all escape routes for Hu Jiumei from every direction.

I had originally planned to start my own business with the dish “Flipping Flower Mackerel” to try my luck. Judging by the current situation, it looks rather bleak.

“I’m heading down first. Whether you want to keep working here or not, think it over carefully,” Jiang Shengshan subtly urged, leaving Song Jiaqi behind as he descended the stairs alone.

Clang! Another metallic collision rang out. The Soul Executioner felt his hand suddenly lighten as his long sword snapped in two, becoming a broken blade.

As the sun sank westward, Xiong Ti spotted the river stretching ahead. The rippling water reflected fragments of sunlight like scales, dazzling the eyes with golden light. On the opposite bank stood a mountain peak, lush and verdant, shrouded in mist, the path up the mountain completely obscured from view.

Regnar shattered Angelista’s first layer of protective magic with a single sword strike. His left-hand dagger flickered out like a serpent’s tongue, piercing the right side of Angelista’s waist.

Although this was a military firing range, if one had strong enough connections and was willing to pay, ordinary people could enter after a simple political vetting. After all, the secrecy level here was relatively low. For outsiders unconnected to the military system, bullets became an expensive commodity.

The proud chief disciple suddenly stopped and, without reason, spat out this remark. He wasn’t bored; rather, he didn’t want to miss any opportunity to trample on sword cultivators. Besides, some time ago, Lu Guannan had insulted a qi cultivator, and he had long wanted to repay the insult.

Yun Duoduo had been convalescing for a full month, and just three days before she fully recovered, the emperor—who had been silent all this time—made an appearance. He betrothed the Wei Kingdom’s eldest princess to the crown prince as a secondary consort, shocking the entire nation.

Such gatherings were quite frequent under Zhang Lin’s organization. Since Lin Yu’ai’s release from prison, Zhang Lin had invited him before, but this was Lin Yu’ai’s first time attending.

“Don’t joke with me like that. It’s not funny at all,” she said firmly in her heart, convinced he was joking and thus naturally dismissing everything Lu Fengfan had said.

Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao here took Li Rui by surprise. Thinking back to the struggle over the Tian San Yu contract, without Feng Xiaoxiao’s help, he wouldn’t have secured Tian San Yu, nor gained Zhang Danian’s order. Without that order, he wouldn’t have earned his two million commission.

Originally, she had called out this jade seal’s price intending to win the auction and gift it to Zhou Changsheng’s father, who was an avid collector of antiques.

Yun Duoduo clenched the last chess piece tightly, feeling its smooth warmth. This set of black and white pieces was specially acquired by Yunshan for her eldest brother, who loved chess dearly but never had the chance to use them.

Leng Muhan looked at the terror in their eyes with satisfaction. He had never been a man of kindness; only the kind could become a fallen ruler.