Volume 1, Chapter 96: The Living Cannot Betray Their Conscience

There Is Always Spring in the Passing Years A white horse rides forth from Liangzhou. 1269 words 2026-03-20 13:22:09

“I bought these books for you!” Zhang Weidong pushed the bundle of books back to Li Ying. “What? Why... why did you buy so many books for me?” Li Ying was even more bewildered. “Did you forget what Fang Qin told you the other day? She told you to buy books and study for the accounting exam. You hadn't made a move, so I bought you the complete set of accounting exam prep books!” “Your Highness has been practicing for an hour and is sweating. Since you will be dining with the Princess Consort shortly, it would be best to take a bath now,” Mengyan said. No matter how ruthless Wanyan's heart was, it could not help but waver. He closed his eyes, unable to bear the sight of Jianye's death, yet he was about to kill the man with his own hands—a profound contradiction. He had gone to the battlefield, achieved little military merit before being caught in an avalanche, and no one knew where he had been until he finally returned now. No, that was absolutely impossible. Han Luo dismissed the thought himself. If the opponent were truly a Third Realm expert, how could she have held out until now? The Jinming Group was certainly wealthy and powerful, but if they wanted to monopolize the cultivation of Chinese herbal medicine and pharmaceutical manufacturing throughout Ranyi County, the county authorities would certainly not stand for it. Even the Immortal Elder clicked his tongue in astonishment. The Heavenly Martial King was truly mad. It seemed that having his head severed by Su Yan was considered the greatest humiliation of his life. Manager Li decided to try his luck at Deshengzhai, and sure enough, he managed to uncover a few clues. Just then, a piercingly sharp aura suddenly surged from afar with lightning speed. The overwhelming killing intent froze all the students in their tracks, and they stared up at the sky in sheer horror. Since there was still quite a distance between Qinghui Middle School and the health center, if He Yue had really taken the person away, he shouldn't be at the school gate right now. Although He Yue was familiar with the routine, he was ultimately constrained by his current body and cultivation level. He raised his head, shielding his eyes with his hand as he gazed into the distance. Touching his face, a faint smile of disgust flashed across his lips. Two factions had formed. On one hand, they felt somewhat bad about it; after all, Lin Tianyao was now a member of the Hero Association, and both sides had to fulfill their obligations and responsibilities together. Stars twinkled in the bright, clear night. Looking out, a large villa stood majestically by the coast, grand and spectacular, exuding an air of noble luxury in every detail. Yingzi was no fool. She had submitted to Luo Hong purely out of necessity. If she could ever leave the game, she would absolutely never contact Luo Hong again. “Wei Kang, I wanted to give you a chance, but I never expected you to remain so stubbornly oblivious. You have truly disappointed me!” Hearing Wei Kang's words, Zhang Wei's face showed a hint of sorrow as he sighed. After listening to A Xu, Qingrang exchanged a glance with Yu Zichen. The two seemed to have reached an understanding. Duanmu Yunze's imprisonment was a result both parties were happy to see. Those framing the Crown Prince had found a scapegoat, while the court intended to shift the Crown Prince's scandal onto Duanmu Yunze. The yakshas didn't even spare Lin Xiao a glance. Staring straight ahead, they bowed at a ninety-degree angle, grabbed him, and with a resounding slap, flung him behind them. Although Lin Tianyao was receiving more and more challenges, his opponents were just ordinary warriors, not even geniuses. The officials chanted in unison. Yu Zichen made no reply. The vast Yihe Hall fell into a hushed silence until someone cried out, “Long live the Empress, a thousand, thousand years!” Only then did everyone grasp the Emperor's intent, and the Yihe Hall echoed with the resounding chant, “Long live the Empress, a thousand, thousand years!” In the tranquil mountains, Qingrang heard a faint sound. She crouched down and crept closer, hiding behind a large tree to peek out, and discovered a boy lying in the overgrown grass. Judging by his size, Qingrang guessed he was about the same age as her younger brother, Yuxiang. Catching the scent of blood in the air, she surmised he must be injured. Liuyun nodded and handed the task of applying the medicine to Fengfeng. Feeling somewhat uneasy, she didn't leave but stood to the side to keep watch.