Chapter 690

Chapter 690: No Way!

“Impossible!”

The Primordial Saint let out a roar of disbelief.

Why was there no response?

How could there be no response?

How could it possibly be silent?

Those are three deities! Not three cabbages. Not even mentioning the Invincible Sword Saint and the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens, even the somewhat weaker Crimson Dust Saint wouldn’t dare take it lightly in front of three deities.

Why?

The Primordial World is clearly devoid of Saints, so why couldn’t those three deities succeed in entering?

The Primordial Saint simply—

You should know, this is the root of the dogma, and it’s the continuation of the race, one of the purest genetic legacies.

Her maid naturally followed orders, but the maids over by Zhang Qingting all glanced up at their mistress, and upon seeing Second Madame nod, they filed out.

That being said, what could Xie Changsong possibly say? He simply nodded in agreement, and then the three of them waited across from Tianxiang Tower for Qin Yi’s return.

Mr. Zhang Youxin and his wife discussed and decided to leave Zhang Taifu behind as well. When the time comes, having a boy accompany the uncle back home would be much stronger after all.

Also, since he wasn’t good at flattery and didn’t have deep ties in the Ministry of Justice, he was naturally placed on the chopping block today, following orders to go to Yijiangnan and round up a group of people who disregarded the law, feasting and partying during the Prince’s mourning period.

Zhang Qingting nodded vigorously. If her elder brother knew they were here, he would definitely be very happy.

Pan Yunlong secretly sighed in relief; if that’s what the emperor meant, then he honestly didn’t care much.

Even if these three young ladies had some previous issues, one hand can’t clap alone—there definitely had to be something to do with Lady Lin. Lu Zhen thought about it and still felt that tagging along with Zhang Qingting would make life a lot easier.

“Hehe, alright then, we’re off. Bye, everyone!” Wang Chen said, and with that, the three of them disappeared.

The final choice, theoretically the last choice, was to attempt to give his sister a serious beating, only to end up getting beat up even worse by her, ending up half paralyzed and bound to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Jing Yu helped Li Qingmu up, walked in front of Lingxi, and bowed three times. Lingxi lowered her head, unable to bear looking up, and waved her hand to dismiss Jing Yu again.

Yun Xiao sighed. How could she have once loved Ning Zhaowang so much that the whole world thought she couldn’t live without him?

When Ye Zhichen got home, it was just eight o’clock. He took off his coat and half-lay back on the lounge chair in the living room, realizing just how exhausted he had become.

Gui Die picked up the nearby quilt, neatly arranging the white edges, her big eyes looking a bit serious.

Chang Ge Xing was amazed by Xiu Mei Niang’s “generosity.” Zhu Guier was a lovely beauty, someone to marry; Li Xiuning, though charming, was toxic—definitely a no-go. Marrying or not marrying didn’t depend on Xiu Mei Niang’s own feelings but rather the benefits to Chang Ge Xing, which made him feel a bit moved.

“Haha, why would I lie to you?” Was there really a need? If he really wanted to have an “honest truth or dare” moment, others wouldn’t believe it; if someone sincerely opened their heart, he wouldn’t trust them either. The barriers between people are not something that one sentence can describe.

Chang Ge Xing was feeling glum; they say beautiful women bring disaster, and indeed the ancients did not deceive me. As soon as Xuanhua Beauty entered Chang’an, she landed herself a massive boss at the emperor level. Apparently, after Empress Dugu died, Yang Jian married several beauties, one of whom was Lady Xuanhua—could it be Chen Xuanhua?

In the mirror, his left cheek was already stained red with blood. Anger in his eyes made his face look monstrous under the candlelight.

Long Shaoyu was indeed a Sixth Stage Golden Immortal, and his subordinates were several trusted Golden Immortals. With a whole bunch of Celestial Immortals on top of that, based on Long Xiaoyuan’s understanding of Long Shaoyu, he would never risk costly losses to challenge Wang Mu’s Ghost Forest Mercenary Group head-on. If he didn’t inform Wang Mu, then Wang Mu was surely in for a lot of trouble.