Chapter 29: From Now On, I Will Be Your Woman

Ye Xingmei had trained in martial arts and combat since childhood, so under normal circumstances, Qiu Tianyi would never have been a match for her. Yet now, her entire body felt weak and powerless, unable to resist at all. She realized that, although she had only drunk a soft drink during the toast, something must have been added to it. Qiu Tianyi, having vented her wrath, dragged Ye Xingmei to the window and pressed her against the sill. Knowing she was too feeble to fight back, tears welled from the corners of Ye Xingmei’s eyes, ruining her carefully applied makeup.

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Some believed he must have obtained some extraordinary opportunity, but because of the Song family’s influence, they could only harbor their envy in secret.

Sister Yu of Dreamscape Jade acted without hesitation, wrapping her vital energy around the gravely injured Sister Chen Quyu, shielding her with her own strength.

Yet within Jiang Yu, a storm of emotions surged; the blood coursing through his veins began to boil. Two bearers of the Ancient Concealment Physique, meeting again after countless ages, had formed a natural connection—one unique to those of identical constitution, a bond beyond ordinary understanding. Only Jiang Yu could clearly sense the changes within himself.

As the youth raced through the corridors, a wave like a tidal roar arose within the Demon Dragon Palace. Before the demon kite could even catch its breath, powerful demon cultivators poured from the palace in waves, heading straight for the city gates.

Zhang Shoucheng wanted to say more, but Zhang Hongwu cut him off, invoking the lives of their clansmen and even the safety of all humanity to silence him. Zhang Shoucheng found himself at a loss for words.

During the battle with the intercepting ghost tribe, Ye Xiao abandoned his sweeping sword techniques and increased the speed and frequency of his attacks. The ghost tribe, utilizing their Shadow Mirage step within the Ghost Mother’s Cage, became even more elusive—without specialized ocular techniques or insight skills, their movements were impossible to track.

“Need any help?” Long Yixue asked. If Long Xinglin required assistance, she would, of course, do everything in her power for him—after all, Long Xinglin was her brother.

In truth, he himself understood: there was no hiding it from anyone. Even he knew that the rebellious voice deep within had always been the most truthful.

It turned out that, one hundred and eight thousand years ago, Ancestor Hongjun, under the command of the Ancient Dragon Emperor, set off toward the sun in search of the future. He flew endlessly toward the sun, finally discovering this ideal cloud cluster, and decided to settle here.

“Damn it, I knew that dead pig couldn’t be trusted! How could a mere five thousand catties of spirit stones have been enough to teleport us all the way to the Southern Ridge?” Jiang Yu muttered in regret. If he’d known, he would never have agreed to anything that beast demanded, no matter how shamelessly it begged.

But what choice did they have? They could no longer remain in Lin Prefecture. With such a large family and no source of income, they had no option but to go to the capital to seek refuge with the eldest grandson, depending on him to survive.

“Alright, you’ll be in charge of filming!” He summoned all his energy and hurried after the eye-catching vehicle.

“Brother Gesiyun, I’m tired. Take me to my room, will you? I want to sleep.” Margaret nestled into Jin Tian’s chest, her cloyingly sweet, childlike voice tinged with an allure far beyond her years, stirring the soul and making refusal impossible.

From this moment, our great Marshal Gesiyun, having completed all necessary legal formalities, officially became the Leader of the Third Empire—the second to ever hold that title.

And so, on the morning of the third day, less than an hour after Lu Zhongmian proposed marrying Lu Mingli to Ling Mengqi to fulfill the old engagement between the Lu and Ling families, the Grand Duke was told the same thing by Lu Zhongjing—except this time, the proposed bride was Lu Mingxin.

As Marlon and Princess Viann approached one another at the center of the bridge, both paused, exchanging glances.

She hadn’t brought many belongings with her—only a few changes of clothing. As for daily necessities, the military would provide everything she needed, and the funds were all supplied by the Violet Magic Academy, leaving her with nothing to worry about.