Chapter 123: Joining Hands to Build a New Home

"Fang Xiao, we've hit the jackpot this time!"

Back in the small courtyard of the Taoist temple, Daoist Pang couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear, his smugness practically radiating.

He had reached an agreement with the new leader of Qingfeng Temple, Sun Qianxiu, who came from the Qingyun Sect.

All past grievances were wiped clean.

From now on, Qingfeng Temple and the Xiaojingshan Taoist Temple would keep to their own affairs without interference.

Daoist Pang also handed over evidence documenting the joint siege of Xiaojingshan Temple by Xuanshen and Zhu Ganglie.

Zhang Qingyu’s 40th birthday was approaching, and what better time to present him with a grand gift.

"If the Bai family comes looking for you, sir, please hand me over," Susu said earnestly.

Thinking of Jing Cheng’s many rescues that saved her from peril, recalling how they had once nearly become lifelong companions, and the sacrifices Jing Cheng had borne for her, Dai Jin felt at a loss for how to face it all.

Listening to these words, Dai Jin’s face flushed red and then paled. Though she never felt she had done anything wrong, hearing Xie Min speak so bluntly made her feel as if family secrets were being aired in public.

"Can you capture just one Ye Han? Can you capture everyone in the harem? If even one slips through, the evidence will still reach the Discipline Inspection Committee. Won’t the outcome be the same then?" Guo Siwei frowned and explained.

As for Gong Nai, he felt no regrets. Seeing Qiu Haiping reincarnate peacefully into the Yan family, one of the four great families of the Ninefold Divine Palace, left him quite satisfied. He happily followed Yun He away from the Yan clan.

Upon entering the inn, Wang Yan called Fang Tianyou and Yue Pengju into a room. After they explained everything to him, Fang Tianyou, with a conflicted expression, pulled a notice from his bosom and placed it on the table.

It turned out that the dignified Noble Consort Xie Min had immediately taken pity on his plight, rescuing him from danger. The identity of a servant, which had cast such a long shadow over him, was lifted thanks to a chance encounter with Xie Min.

"Enough, that’s about it. It’s time to get down to serious business!" I shouted to Meng Liang and the others who were venting their anger.

At first, Jing Cheng had secretly sent someone to visit Dai Jin in the Shun Wang Mansion behind Lun Ling’s back. He was worried she had been injured that night in the palace and feared that her shock, shame, and anger might lead her to harbor resentment at home.

A man as headstrong as he dared only dream of causing a stir in the Western Heaven to regain some face.

Though he couldn’t yet transform objects drastically different in shape and size, he could easily alter his posture and facial features at will.

Though the neighborhood committees and street offices had issued denials, the people preferred to believe the rumors rather than dismiss them. Everyone was lining up to purchase grain at the distribution points, with frequent fights breaking out over queue-jumping, much to the frustration of the order-maintaining officials.

At this point, the Queen Mother glanced at him. His original form was, like the Bloodwing Black Mosquito, a six-winged golden cicada.

Sun Wushan dared not confront him head-on. He immediately released a forceful breath to block the attack and hurriedly retreated several steps.

Jin Fan struck directly. He easily dodged the hidden weapons fired by Gong Yuanzheng and subdued him within a few moves. The guards handed over ropes, and Jin Fan quickly bound him tightly, sealing his inner power to prevent him from breaking free and causing trouble again.

Her husband was also a battalion commander, on the same level as Yue Jiming, but since he had seniority, she was right to call her husband’s brother "brother-in-law."

The commotion in the underworld had been too loud just now. He dared not reveal his cultivation carelessly lest someone discern his secret.

Les glanced at the mysteriously impressive Daphne, thinking only an ancient pureblood family could possess such profound heritage to bestow a loyalty curse upon a sprawling estate.

However, he now believed that when Lan Fang moved northward, this city might no longer serve as the capital. Yet, as the former capital of Lan Fang, its symbolic significance would remain paramount, and naturally, it should become the administrative center of Greater China in the South Seas region.