Chapter 38: The Triple-Hall Inquisition

"Director Chen, I truly appreciate your kind intentions. However, until everything is finalized, it is best we keep a low profile."

How could Director Chen not understand this? He was simply far too fond of Lin Xiang!

After leaving Director Chen’s office, Lin Xiang discovered that the Niu family of three had not yet left.

"Xiangxiang, let’s head to the state-run restaurant and sit for a while. Auntie is treating you to a meal!"

Lin Xiang gave a wry smile. "Auntie, I’m already stuffed from my meal at your place just now. I haven't the room for another bite."

With only a month left until Mistress Zhu’s delivery, and knowing that her pregnancy had been far from stable, Banniang never dared to be careless. She made it a point to visit the Listening Lotus Courtyard every day to check on her and keep her company.

The second prison sector was established fifty meters underground, housing a total of one hundred and fifty cells. The inmates held there had committed more serious crimes than those in the first sector and faced much longer sentences, ranging from several decades to over a century.

A calm and clear voice suddenly reached Jin Ling’s ears, causing his incessant screaming to cease abruptly, as if his throat had been severed.

As the sound echoed, a fiery red shadow flickered into view before Ye Ling’s eyes. As the red figure became increasingly distinct, Ye Ling’s heart could not help but tremble. Had it not been for that familiar voice reminding her that this was the jet-black, odd-looking bird she had rescued, she would have certainly thought she was hallucinating.

Zeng Buyi had served as an official for many years. Though he was upright and stubborn, he was not truly ignorant of worldly affairs. He naturally knew that Banniang’s words were not merely meant to comfort them.

If the day came when the ministers demanded an heir to the throne from Empress Dowager Li, Empress Liu would lose her vital authority, which would effectively mark her downfall.

Everyone watched as the two figures charged toward the Tathagata, sighing with emotion. They thought to themselves that Sun Wukong and Bai Jingjing were truly overestimating their own capabilities; to dare challenge the Buddha himself!

Despite every precaution, he had still been caught off guard. Ye Feng was almost moved to tears. Damn it, this was the second time he had encountered something like this.

This left Ye Ling feeling puzzled. It was true that she had saved his life by accident, but when he had clashed with the Magic Tablet earlier, he had also risked his life to save her and helped her subdue it. By all accounts, one debt had paid for the other; they should have been even.

Just then, the entire altar square began to tremble violently. A pitch-black spatial rift suddenly appeared in mid-air, drawing everyone’s gaze toward it.

What surprised him, however, was that not long after, Stone Mother returned to his side with a calm expression.

What terrified him was the sensation of the blade Chen Huan held piercing straight into his bone.

Gently pushing the door open, a chilling aura rushed out to meet her, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.

At that moment, Xuan Yuanche felt deeply conflicted. He had previously thought he could die for Xuan Yuanye; doing so would not only save Xuan Yuanye but also fulfill the union between him and Shangguan Feng.

Chang Xing wanted to say more, but Chang Yue stood up, bowed to acknowledge the order, and then pulled Chang Xing out with her.

Within the essence and internal energy, he had successfully entered the threshold of essence. This also activated the "Deep Blue" modifier that he had brought with him.

Ding Yezi was not a greedy person, nor had she decided to marry Hao Ling for the sake of the Hao family’s wealth. Yet, she was not a coward either; what was rightfully hers must be given to her! There was no reason for her to yield to others.

The supernatural organizations of more than half the Western world had undoubtedly sent a greater number of domain-level powerhouses than they had, yet they remained convinced that they would emerge victorious.

Even if she had never expected to outweigh the importance of the empire in Si Yue’s heart, Lin Su still felt a pang of sorrow when she heard him chuckle softly after receiving her suggestion regarding the imperial selection.

At first, Shangguan Feng struggled, trying to push him away and even striking him, but gradually, she ceased her resistance. Perhaps she had realized that resisting him was merely an exercise in futility.