Chapter 20: The Twentieth Iron Pillar

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As she spoke, Gu Ruoyun suddenly felt Qian Beiye’s body stiffen. She furrowed her brows slightly, looking at him with a hint of puzzlement.

Witnessing this scene, everyone sighed deeply, but no one dared to speak up for Gu Ruoyun due to the overwhelming influence of the Murong family.

The power of that destructive pillar of light was too great; even the Great Yuan Beast’s avatar knew it couldn’t withstand it if it charged forward.

Before her eyes was the roof of the bamboo house in the Heavenly Illusion Garden, and her body felt as if it were floating on clouds, utterly powerless.

Song Tianyan inexplicably felt that she did not belong in this immortal city. If she needed a place to settle, it would be better to take her back to the sect. Perhaps there, she could shed the heavy burdens of the mundane world and find her true purpose sooner.

In the heart of the Immortal Lord, he was the god of the Western Spirit Continent! Everyone could only obey his commands; anyone who defied him would become the enemy of the entire continent.

Princess Catherine’s butler had grown old, his hair turning gray and his back bent. Before Xizel, he maintained a posture of relentless interrogation.

Xi Xizhi pitifully widened her eyes, looking fierce as she glared twice at An Honghan, then continued rolling around clutching the quilt.

“What do you mean by that? What do you want to do with Xue’er?” Jun Lintian’s spine inexplicably grew cold.

That gaze, as if looking at ants or dust with utter disregard, made her realize just how foolish her previous thoughts had been.

“Nian’s perceptiveness surely means she will achieve great things in the future!” Ning Yaobi loved hearing others praise her in front of Zhuo Zhaojie. At this moment, she ‘revealed’ a smile and warmly complimented her.

This year, thanks to good news from the Western Regions—bad news had yet to arrive—it was now clear that Zhong Chongsheng’s surrender was indeed good news.

Cold Concubine Xue no longer dwelled on it; she was naturally optimistic. If she gave someone a flower and they loved to look at it, then let them. A few glances wouldn’t make the flower lose any petals.

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While drying her hair, Yuan Qiubai said many things that sounded perfectly normal, not at all like a madman.

Shaking her head, Qiao Yu didn’t take his words seriously because she trusted her nephew’s judgment. Since he was reluctant to say where he was going, she wouldn’t push further.

They had originally agreed to meet at a café, but midway he called her to come here. Who talks business in a hospital?

In a corner, Yi Yuan drank alone, glass after glass. The magnesium lights before him blurred into gentle halos, and the people on the swaying dance floor twisted oddly. The frenzied music stirred a restless longing in his heart.

I’m not stupid. By now, it’s clear the door has been opened, and I’m certain the one who opened it was not Gu Qianting.

Ever since I contacted the Fourth Person, his methods have always been bizarre. At first, it was pictures, then writing, and now, he’s come to the scene to “guide” me in person.

But no matter how much she thought, she never imagined she would one day have to guard against her own sister.

At present, only Fang Shaoyun has the ability to traverse timelines. No matter how formidable the King of Hacks is, he cannot trample time beneath his feet, especially with a patient now in the mix.

To pursue perfection, Li Xia personally tracked and supervised the entire process on site, participating firsthand in the production.

Ye Lingfeng lightly flipped down to the ground, only to find a figure crouched nearby, intently focused on something. Perhaps the other person was too absorbed in their task, and with Ye Lingfeng’s exceptional agility and gentle movements, the figure didn’t even notice someone descending from above.

“If you are a man, then fight me honorably, life and death by skill alone. If you dare not, then just go die.” Gang Luo looked at the numerous instructors from Lory Academy who showed no intention of coming out, and began to shout with growing confidence.

The exposé journalist was well-prepared, immediately uploading photos and videos of the scene to Douyin.

Some said the song’s story wasn’t clearly told, leaving listeners with many guesses and disputes, claiming its mystique prevented it from being a good song.

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If the guess is wrong, consider it a prank; if right, hopefully it will aid the inspectors.

Mocked by her husband in front of her mother and mother-in-law, Han Lingmeng’s pretty face flushed with embarrassment as she twisted and stomped her feet.

“Buzz.” As the scene shifted, the two reentered the battlefield. However, this time, the fat man didn’t immediately choose to restart. After pondering his tactics, he looked at the restart option on the screen and pressed it.

Just as Fang Shaoyun was about to use the core, dozens of Titans descended from the sky, landing and encircling them.

In the great hall, suddenly a strange and defiant voice echoed. The source was none other than Sun Liang, who was hung on the wall.

Suddenly, Shi Zhengyi’s expression changed as he looked down. The sea was no longer blue but as black as ink. The golden lotus on the dark water looked eerily surreal. Through the water, Shi Zhengyi saw a skeleton in a monk’s robe staring at him. The string of prayer beads shimmered with a sacred light—the very one he was familiar with, always hanging around his neck.

Han Kai looked at Gong Ming’s self-righteous yet extremely irritating expression and felt both the urge to strike and kick him.

As soon as the words escaped her lips, Shen Manyun’s face turned somewhat awkward. Qu You noticed her discomfort immediately and realized he had misspoken, feeling a bit helpless.

He took out the purple-gold token, which trembled slightly. As he infused his breath into it, a message was transmitted to inform him that the third trial of the Jingfeng Forest had officially begun.

Golden sunlight quietly poured down, draping over the two shoulders, adding a subtle warmth to the chilly pair, yet it also extended a sense of serene detachment.