Chapter 97: The Clash on the Frozen Plains

The elders in the inner hall were momentarily stunned, then their emotions surged like a tide finally finding its breakthrough. Instantly, they all directed their anger toward Old Yu—

One man, filled with righteous indignation, declared, “I knew there was a traitor within the sect, but I never imagined it would be him!”

Another ground his teeth and spat, “That bastard hid so well. No wonder the theft of the great medicine was executed so flawlessly—turns out he’s a cultivator from a farming family!”

“Could it be connected to the old Bamboo Grove incident? Rumors have always circulated in the martial world—”

“You, just you wait! You’ll all meet a dreadful end! I swear I’ll have someone capture you and deal with you harshly!” Although beaten, He Guangrong lay on the ground defiantly shouting.

I had long ceased to worry about the strength of the Black Demons, so I smiled calmly, my gaze fixed on Sasaki. Yet his expression grew increasingly grim, as if some plan he had crafted was now unraveling.

Consciousness began to blur, and I seemed to glimpse Brother Lei’s handsome, almost divine smile—gentle and warming to the heart.

The wooden door creaked open, and my car’s headlights spilled into the shop. Inside, I saw stacks of folded paper—some white, some green, others gold and silver. There were houses, carts, gold ingots, and many strange items.

Truly deserving of the title “King of Flowers,” the national beauty and heavenly fragrance—especially since the darker-colored blossoms were far more difficult to cultivate. The blue ones, in particular, exuded an elegant and pure charm beyond ordinary flowers.

“To be precise, I haven’t forgotten; rather, I know nothing at all!” Feng Yu said with an awkward smile.

“Just buy yourself something, rest well—you’re tired. You don’t look well. If anything comes up, just call out.” Then she left, closing the door behind her.

Yao Jiahui clenched her silver teeth tightly, eyes flashing with a complex light, as if waves of emotions churned within, too deep for words.

When Li Yi awoke, he did not see foul water and filth, but a lush, green meadow that lifted the spirit.

The Empress Dowager glared at Ning Wu’s bewildered expression—her aura so untouched by worldly affairs—and instantly, anger flared.

“Water... I need water...” Wuchang snatched the water gourd from Ye Mei’s hand and poured the entire contents into his eyes. It took him quite some time to recover.

Wuchang asked in surprise, “What kind of rule is this? The self-destructive alliance doesn’t intervene at all?” Ouyang Jiahao nodded firmly.

“You—this is slander! I, Zhang Liao, have always acted with honor and integrity...” Zhang Liao retorted angrily, only to be cut off by Huang Yan’s cold laughter.

It was, after all, unavoidable. Everything has its good and bad sides. No matter how beautiful or ugly, nothing escapes this law. The so-called new mode of communication is no exception.

She had finally realized that whenever those three idiots gathered together, it was like a conspiracy to bring about her demise.

Inside, a faint, pale blue glow shimmered, flickering like a beam of light.

As for the poor soul currently distracted—it was her own father’s problem... Uh, Dad. Drinking is a bad habit. It must be strictly curtailed and seriously reflected upon. You’d better consider your own well-being.

Next came the Twin Moon Engineer Training Camp. They not only announced their acceptance of Wuchang’s direct command but also mobilized a massive amount of supplies to erect temporary checkpoints in the streets of Hot Sand Harbor. Even more astonishingly, the organizer of Twin Moon was none other than Chopin, the very person Wuchang had once severely reprimanded.

Yet everyone understood that not only was Zhou Yang’s plan excellent, but also that the Zhao-Wu alliance was the attacking force, while they held the defensive position, protected by the city walls. This allowed Zhou Yang’s plan to be utilized to its fullest advantage.

“I’m telling you, we don’t have much giant snake blood or meat. Besides, giant snakes come from the island nation; surely they have plenty of giant snake blood, meat, and even flesh from the snake’s body itself,” Chen Xinqing said with a grin.