Chapter 151: The Eighth Prince's Creativity

The West Market buzzed with lively chatter; today marked the grand opening of the Yang Family Bookshop, drawing a large crowd of curious onlookers and scholars alike.

“Dear fellow townsfolk, the Yang Family Bookshop officially opens today! All books are priced at one coin each—please feel free to browse and purchase as you wish,” announced the shopkeeper, dressed in a festive crimson robe, radiating joy.

Since opening, both scholars and commoners alike flocked in...

Those two treasures were stolen from Xiao City, priceless magical artifacts that should have been returned. Learning that Xiao City was away from headquarters, they boldly came out flaunting them.

Elijah sat dazed by the window of the Elegant Garden Inn, utterly absorbed in the slender sword in her hands. Rumor had it she had maintained this posture for ten days straight, to the point of neglecting food and sleep.

The whole family lived together in harmony, days like these making Du Yu wish time would stretch on forever.

“You’re injured; that arm has no strength. Let me go first,” Sergei said. Lin Rui nodded, leaning against the wall, bending one leg. Sergei took a running start, propelled himself off Lin Rui’s knee and shoulder, and leapt into the air.

Hearing what Violet Dusk Cloud said, Sanwu’s heart pounded fiercely. Though prepared, the gravity of those words still shook him deeply.

Xingtian strode forward in long, steady steps, his gaze fierce and fixed on the wooden tower to the east.

While surveying the surroundings, Wu Dongfang sensed the presence of aberrations. To his surprise, there were no spirit-energy cultivators among them, let alone half-divine monsters.

The quarrels on both sides were intense, but from troop deployment to actual battle would take at least a month. Yet, the fight at the Duke Stedman’s residence at the eastern end of the Ronay Rose Garden Plaza had already erupted.

These setups relied entirely on natural phenomena, without employing any spirit energy or divine consciousness. Although controlling them was somewhat cumbersome and effects were slow, they could deceive Divine Transformation cultivators, making the effort worthwhile.

According to Master Shen’s plan, Jin Menglai would operate in the shadows, while Ye Feng remained in the open. Jin Menglai was no pushover. The likelihood of him killing Ye Feng was very high. If he did, Master Shen could easily pin the blame on Jin Menglai. Leaf Pavilion had not yet shown its might; if it did, Jin Menglai would clearly be no match.

Yet who would have known that every day, chewing on badger meat, he was hoping to hang a Damocles sword over Shengjing City?

After obtaining the pass, they modified the exterior of their spaceship, transforming the pirate ship into a legitimate civilian vessel. The doctor even made internal adjustments, maintaining its defensive capabilities while making it appear more like a merchant ship rather than a pirate’s craft.

“The wedding will begin tonight. You all may explore the estate freely for now; I won’t accompany you personally,” Hua Ruyu said gently, seeming indifferent to their roaming around the Doll Estate.

Noticing Tang Bingyu’s nervousness, Zhou Zekai approached, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, leaned in slightly, and whispered close to her left ear.

Zhou Mancang instructed Chief of Police Sun Junxiang to report any leads immediately, but no news came. The county committee director said the townships had no information either.

Ye Feng put down the NPC, no longer curling his lips disdainfully as before. He simply sat there, lost in thought as usual.

Moreover, around Xichuan, the territory was under Jingzhou Group’s control. Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai would not rebel lightly; if they did, Nanyang would be thrown into chaos. Jingzhou would never allow such a revolt to go unchecked.

Because of this incident, the Tianxiao Sect lost face, but it also cemented the legendary reputations of the Earth-Shattering Sword Master Feng Lingxi and the Oceanic Sword Master Chunyu Youfeng.

In a daze, he vaguely remembered having a dream while asleep. Yet upon waking, Yilin could not recall a single detail.