Chapter Ninety-Nine: Poisoning

Jiang Wei left with a heavy heart after hearing Qin Xiaomi out.

Qin Xiaomi knew that even if Qian Mubai was truly willing to go back to the modern world with her, divine laws still stood in the way. The boundary set by heaven’s order would never allow just anyone to break it casually. Besides, how could she be sure that his resolve was not merely a passing whim?

While Jiang Wei went back to discuss the Blood Condensation Pearl, Qin Xiaomi turned and saw that Bai Ji’s room was still lit, so she went over to ask what the current plan was.

Bai Ji said rather awkwardly, “What they’re thinking is either searching the room while Second Senior Brother is away, or tailing him, or resorting to harsh interrogation. Sigh...” For the time being, no one had come up with anything better.

In the end, Qin Xiao...

At last, her legs almost gave way beneath her; she staggered backward and collapsed onto the ground.

Li Xin leaped over the roof of the car and ran off into the distance. Only, the direction he fled was exactly the way he had just come from, and there were still pursuers ahead of him.

“This Antique Western Street is a gathering place for all sorts of strange and curious things. Let’s take a look first. After a while, we’ll know what he intends to do,” Mei Shuping said.

“Miss, these were all personally chosen by His Majesty to be given to you. His Majesty truly treats you well,” the newly arrived demon maid, Axi, said with envy.

In truth, if there had not been a soft cushion on the floor, that single punch alone would have been enough to keep Ding Wan in bed for three months.

Yin Hong immediately tensed. He knew this fellow meant no good. Had he gotten into a black-market ride?

Although Fu Xi had never seen that giant azure sphere before, the boundless primordial divine water poured from it. Now that Hu Ao had been sealed within the azure sphere, the only possible outcome was his soul’s complete destruction.

In the past, though he had not rejected it in his heart, he still had to care about the eyes of others and the gossip of the world, and so he always found ways to give her things to do, just to divert her attention.

His gaze clung to Yun Weiyang as though he meant to bore a hole straight through her face.

Unfortunately, what he did not know was that Sun Yang knew his scheme with the five three-headed, six-armed stone statues inside and out—Chen Xi had translated the entire conversation between Jiang Kang and the five statues and told it to Sun Yang.

“Then what did you give her to drink?” Alice asked curiously from another seat in the front row.

After Ye Tian’s father finished speaking, a vast torrent of information surged into Ye Tian’s mind: the sacred canon of medicine, mystic talisman arts, immortal cultivation techniques, and a stream of pure vital energy crashing into his dantian. It felt as though his body were being torn apart. After the stabbing pain passed, he seemed to wake from a dream.

Hearing Ye Tian’s instructions, Qian Wanqian hurriedly nodded and brought out a glass tank from the treasure vault. Inside were round, flesh-like objects.

When the driver heard that Shen Shisan lived inside, the smile on his face grew even brighter. Anyone who lived there was no ordinary person.

The traitors were running rampant, yet the person closest to him and most trusted had sent away the exceptional man who could change the entire situation. Though it appeared to be merely an inner attendant’s matter, it could very well lead to a change of rulers in the realm.

Fang Yu had originally intended to use those vampire creatures to drag Ye Tian down, to cripple the Southern Frontier War Department. He wanted corpse poison to spread madly, and if possible, to turn tens of thousands of soldiers in the Southern Frontier War Department into vampire creatures. Only then would it truly be gratifying.

“Just now, Ye Yaozu from Longhua Capital called me about cooperation. Was this arranged by you?” Tang Qiuxue asked as she studied Chen Fan’s expression, hoping to catch some clue from it.

The photo on the screen showed a man embracing Xu Wei, and not far from the two of them was a hotel beside the school.

More than ten minutes later, the two drove to the Imperial Hotel. After asking the staff, they went straight to the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix private room on the fifth floor.

If not for the creased bedsheets proving that he had indeed lain there, she would not even have known whether he had come back last night, because by the time she opened her eyes the next morning, the man beside her had already taken his younger sister out to buy gifts.

But what was going on? There had been no problem yesterday, nor last night—so why did it fail precisely when she was about to audition? What on earth was wrong with it?

“All right, in Tianmang City, the death of one superpowered individual is nothing serious. Let’s not keep arguing over this,” Uncle Qiang said with a smile.