Chapter 297 The Turbulent Times in the Royal City (Twenty-Six)



297 The Twenty-Sixth Chapter of the Royal City's Turmoil

Here, the situation is completely reversed. Yin energy is suppressing spiritual energy, which is depleted and cannot be absorbed. If the spiritual energy in the body is insufficient, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Moreover, there are still people behind the scenes who haven't shown themselves yet. If they don't leave now, they'll become a real problem. If they go to the outside world, it will be another major battlefield.

The right choice is to switch the advantages between the two sides. Jingzhai finished thinking in the blink of an eye, and the two were just about to take the lead.

Suddenly, a voice, seemingly from all directions, came from behind and around: "Truly stunningly beautiful, perfect to be my ninety-ninth bride."

Although the words were simple, the tone was high-pitched and shrill, making one feel uncomfortable, as if something sharp was scraping against glass, piercing and even more shrill, or like the creaking of a broken chair, echoing endlessly, giving one goosebumps. A deep, unknown chill ran through me.

Turning back warily, his face was solemn. Behind him was a person wearing a yellow robe, but the robe was somewhat faded and embroidered with a black dragon. It was clear that this was not the current dynasty, and he wondered which ancient dynasty it came from.

The black dragon had a ferocious face, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, with expressive eyes, as if it could devour all living beings in the world. It seemed as if it could break free from its yellow robe at any moment, as if it were an ancient time, an ancient transition, the territory of the evil dragon, where humans had to offer sacrifices to their own kind in exchange for living space if they wanted to survive.

Unpleasant memories surfaced in Jingzhai's mind, his eyes sharpening with shock. He thought to himself, 'The evil dragon is sacrificed to the heavens, the land is fenced off to be used as sheep, the sheep are herded, and then fattened up to be chewed up.'

What is being chewed? What is a sheep? Such a scene sends chills down one's spine, as if one were thinking of some terrifying or horrific thing, as if one were thinking of some ancient story that makes one's hair stand on end, the 'whole sheep feast', 'a grand gathering of ten thousand sheep, drinking to one's heart's content, eating to one's heart's content, the royal family's golden age, the arrival of a prosperous era'!

Truly, white bones are exposed in the wild, and for a thousand miles no rooster crows. Pitiful are the bones by the Wuding River, and the cries of war are heard in a thousand homes. There is no home to send clothes to. I wish to take up a long golden spear, drive a long chariot, and shatter the ancient mountain pass.

In the instant of thought, an overwhelming pressure surged into his heart. Moments later, a strange power emanated from the Heart-Questioning Sword in his hand, instantly restoring his clarity.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: 'It seems the comfort of the past few days has made me complacent. With my brother away, I cannot allow you little devils to run rampant.'

Looking at Han Linling, her pretty face was serious as she carefully examined the sword in her hand, which remained silent, with only a sliver of light flowing through it.

If it weren't for the black dragon robe, the newcomer would have been exceptionally handsome, with a refined and elegant face, like a verdant mountain, and skin as white as snow, even whiter than snow, an unnatural whiteness, devoid of any color, like a person from a jade mountain, far removed from the mortal world, untouched by filth.

His eyes, however, were dark and lewd, revealing ill intent and an aura that everything in this world was in his hands, and all they could do was submit or die. He came carrying the weight of ancient times.

Undisguised, naked, utterly fearless, those eyes, revealing the thoughts in one's heart, are like a deep, still lake, or a quiet, secluded forest, looking as if they would devour you completely, leaving nothing behind, displaying, reflecting, an unreserved, endless desire.

At this moment, looking at Jingzhai and Hanlinling naked, their eyes were filled with intense desire, their invisible desires were fully revealed, greedy, lewd, and even a little crazy.

It was as if he could captivate one's soul. His eyes seemed to convey emotions directly, as if saying, "Come to me, and you will live forever, have mountains of gold and silver, delicacies from land and sea, and a multitude of servants. You will be my queen, and I will love you for all eternity, never to be separated from you."

Wherever his gaze fell, it seemed to be enveloped by an eerie atmosphere. His eyes were filled with greed and desire, as if he wanted to devour the beauty of Jingzhai and Hanlinling, these peerless beauties, and make them his queen forever.

At this moment, in this inexplicable space, the demon before them seemed to have become a tyrannical being, exuding an aura of fear that was both terrifying and irresistible. Yet, its eyes also revealed an unparalleled, irresistible power. Evil and allure intertwined, and it was precisely this indescribable scene that seemed to be attracting many women.

Then, she gently tempted him, saying, "I am His Highness the Emperor of Wu. Today is truly an auspicious day, as I have personally graced this place with my presence. Heaven has been kind to me, granting me the honor of meeting two such beauties. I have decided that both of you will become my beloved consorts. This is your honor, and also my joy."

Then, the scene of the wedding night was reenacted, with eighteen sedan chairs forming a wedding procession that stretched for miles. The procession was solemn, dignified, and majestic, exactly what the women here hoped for: a grand and glorious wedding ceremony.

And there it was again, a gentle, tender promise: "From this day forward, you will be one with me, inseparable."

Together we will share in the world's splendor and glory. I will dedicate my life to caring for you, loving you, and protecting you, filling your lives with happiness and joy. I will use all my power and strength to protect you and grant you immortality.

The alluring voices, warm images, and strange phenomena—the illusionary space created by the Ghost King is full of deception and temptation, making it extremely effective against women. Before you know it, you're completely captivated.

The brocade and silk ribbons in front of the sedan chair, the melodious sounds of string and bamboo instruments, and the red drum symbolizing good fortune held in her hands. The sedan chair is like a phoenix in full regalia, with red lanterns hanging high in the street. The magnificent procession of betrothal gifts stretches out like a long dragon. The splendid mansion, the golden lintel, the grand residence—everything you could want, what more could you ask for?

Han Linling asked in a low voice, "I heard before that we are your ninety-ninth. So many, can you possibly use them all?"

Emperor Wu's voice remained unchanged, and he tried his best to maintain his gentle tone, saying softly, "How can you compare to those vulgar beauties? Those inferior ones have long been devoured by me, but there are still a dozen or so left."

When you arrive, make them your maids to serve you. Their lives will be at your disposal. My two beloved concubines, please don't be angry. From now on, my heart will only belong to you.

Sweet words flowed smoothly from his lips. Indeed, he was experienced enough to speak them effortlessly, and he knew exactly what the woman wanted. Suddenly, he felt a sense of satisfaction, as if he were truly perfect.

However, in the dim shadows, various figures intertwined, each with a terrifying appearance. Upon closer inspection, they were densely packed, sending chills down one's spine and making one's scalp tingle.

In the shadows, Wu Huang secretly crushed a black bottle with his hand. A strange fragrance, colorless and odorless, began to emanate from the dark mist. A smug smile appeared on his lips, as if his conspiracy had succeeded!

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