Chapter 13100 — Have You Forgotten the Vows We Once Made, Those Scenes of a Kind Repeated Everywhere Across Tianjun?
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In the space of barely half a day, public opinion in Tianjun had already reached a consensus; the slogans being shouted had shifted from the original "divide the great houses' resources equally" to "join the Open Zone of the Divine Domain, become a member of the Open Zone of the Divine Domain."
So swift was this change in the wind that even Su Wuyin, the one who had set the whole thing in motion, was left dumbstruck for a time.
Within a secluded zither room, a plainly dressed young man frowned without cease.
He was Su Wuyin.
He had never been to the Open Zone of the Divine Domain, but he could figure out with his toes that the Open Zone of the Divine Domain was by no means...
Having said this, he stowed them one by one into his own storage pouch, then produced another early-Foundation-Establishment cultivator's storage pouch and dumped its entire contents onto the ground. On the ground there appeared a low-grade flying-sword artifact, a few vials of pills for early Foundation Establishment cultivators, and several dozen low-grade spirit stones—and that was all.
At this moment Blood Wolf truly saw that Shen Feng was indeed hesitating, and was not playing a game of cat and mouse. After a moment's thought, Blood Wolf, this man already marked for death, turned to offer Shen Feng advice instead.
"Have you forgotten the vows we once made? You said you would stay with me forever, never to part." Huo Huan recalled how beautiful their past had been, and now Mu Wanqing treated him with such coldness—how could it not break his heart?
Ji Yating seemed to have noticed that something had gone wrong between Shi Zichen and Su Momo, yet she wisely chose not to ask more.
Yang Yingying had not wanted to watch him drink so much, yet it occurred to her that he might have sought her out to drink today because something was weighing on his mind, so she let him be, and did not say a single word to dissuade him.
The human Ji Yuchen—should he kill Ji Yuchen now? He had the ability, but as things stood Ji Yuchen's strength was overwhelming, and among the human race he commanded incomparable prestige.
When the Emperor summoned consorts to his bedchamber at night, the decision was usually made at the third quarter of the Wei hour; the Chief Eunuch of the Inner Palace would relay the word to the Bureau of Bedchamber Service, which would in turn convey it to the consorts' quarters. This made for easy record-keeping, and gave the consorts ample time to prepare.
"Brute!" Gui'er's lips curled, and she spat out the word with a face full of disdain, which made Yan Shenwu flush crimson at once.
Back at Chenghuan Hall, Qiheng was not there; he had gone back to Yanying Hall again, saying as he left that he had sent Cao Hong to summon several officials into the palace.
Jiang Shuncai answered crisply, called Zhao Wuge in, and the two of them carried Marshal Yuan to the cave in the back courtyard.
Murong Leng's body was instantly sent flying, a great hole torn open in his chest, and a scorched smell filled the air. Not a trace of breath remained in Murong Leng; at this moment he was dead beyond any doubt.
Of course, entering this place carried enormous risk as well; only those able to establish a connection with the Origin of Light faced somewhat lower risk. Even so, the odds of successfully obtaining the power of light were less than one in two.
Once Lü Bu had gone, Dong Zhuo seemed to age several years overnight. He was as domineering as ever, as ruthless in killing as ever, yet one could not help feeling that he no longer had the strength to carry out his undertakings. Li Su, Li Ru, and the others urged and comforted him from many sides, but Dong Zhuo only nodded.
This passage had clearly been carved out by human hands, and it had existed even before Yang Wang and his companion arrived.