Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

Jingyuan: I will give the Vidyadhara clan an explanation.

[Feixiao: Jingyuan, are you crazy?! Now is not the time to take responsibility!]

[Jing Yuan: This isn't about taking responsibility, it's about stating the facts. Luofu does bear responsibility, and so do I. If the Chiming Clan wants to hold them accountable, I'll accept it. But before that, the Immortal Ship must first give the Chiming Clan a clear stance.]

[Feixiao: What's your attitude?]

[Kyung Won: Nguyen Mai must pay the price for this.]

[Jie Yuanjun:......]

[Lord Huyuan: Jingyuan, have you seen clearly? It's not just Chiming who's suffering from the insect plague, but also the entire population of Luofu.]

[Gokugen-kun: Now you're taking responsibility?]

Jingyuan: I will investigate this matter thoroughly, and we will definitely give Chiming justice.

When Jun Yuan saw that Jing Yuan was avoiding the topic of his question, he laughed in exasperation.

[Feixiao: Then I support it too. Ruan Mei's actions against the Ming Clan are a provocation against the Immortal Ship. A provocation against the Immortal Ship is a provocation against the Hunting Clan. Yaoqing will not stand idly by.]

At the company headquarters, Toppa stared at Xianzhou's message on the screen, a slight smile curving his lips.

[Topa: Is Xianzhou about to turn against Ruan Mei? Interesting.]

[Gold Sand: Turn against them? Can they? Ruan Mei is a member of the Genius Club, a friend of Ms. Black Tower, and even the company doesn't dare to easily touch her. What makes Xianzhou think they can turn against them?]

[Jade: It's not about what we can use to turn against each other, it's that we have no choice but to. The Ming Clan is already in an uproar. If the Immortal Ship doesn't give us a clear answer, what will the Ming Clan do?]

[Topa: What to do? Rebel?]

[Jade: They won't necessarily rebel, but centrifugal forces are certain. The Vidyadharas are already unable to reproduce; every death diminishes them. Now they're being used for experiments, and the Immortal Ship remains indifferent. What will the Vidyadharas think?]

[Jade: They'll wonder, does the Immortal Ship really treat them like expendable resources? They'll wonder, does the Immortal Ship truly not care about their lives? They'll wonder, were all those years of bloodshed and sacrifice for the Immortal Ship really worth it?]

Opal: So Xianzhou has to give an attitude, even if it's just for show.

[Cang Gang: Just putting on a show? Do you think the Vidyadharas are so easily fooled?]

Opal: It's hard to fool, but I have to fool it. What else can I do? Really turn against Ruan Mei?

[Cang Gang: Why not? Or do you think Ms. Black Tower will protect her? Don't forget... who's behind Black Tower now? In this situation, do you think she'll care about Ruan Mei?]

Don't make your sister laugh. It's already a lot of face for her former friend that Ms. Black Tower didn't personally take action.

Originally, Chiming had been almost completely appeased, and it seemed that everyone could continue watching the video.

But a comment suddenly popped up and someone appeared.

It was Bailu who asked the question hesitantly.

[Bai Lu: Then... am I dead too?]

[Mirror Flow: ......]

Jingliu's comments appeared in the public eye, and even just the comments could reveal a hidden killing intent.

[Mirror Flow: Nguyen Mai.]

[Mirror Flow: You touched White Dew.]

Movie Review (34) Have you ever heard of the Five Warriors of the Clouds?

The white dew stirs up a thousand waves.

This directly exposed our culprit, Empress Dowager Jing...

She was questioning Nguyen Mai, but she didn't wait for Nguyen Mai to answer at all.

[Mirror Flow: Who gave you permission to touch her?]

[Mirror Flow: Who gave you the guts?]

Put right and wrong aside for now. What's on the scene now is the news of Miss Bailu's death, which she brought back at the cost of her life during the Rebellion of Drinking Moon, the ultimate white moonlight of the Five Heroes of the Clouds hundreds of years ago.

Jingliu stood in the prison, looking at the images on the sky, his hand unconsciously touching the prison door.

......

The deepest cell in the prison.

When the cold air seeped out from the cracks in the door, the guards thought it was just Jing Liu's usual tantrum or that she wasn't in a good state. They were used to her being locked up here for so long, turning the entire cell into an ice cave every few days.

But today is different...

The chill I felt today didn't come from inside the cell.

Instead, it squeezed out from under the door.

It was as if something was attacking wildly on the other side of the door, as if it had gone out of control.

"Report...! An anomaly has occurred in the Mirror Stream Cell...!"

Before the guard could finish speaking, the specially made prison door in front of them, which was said to be able to withstand a blow from the messenger, made a dull thud.

Click.

It's the sound of metal distorting...

Frost poured out from the cracks in the door, ice crystals condensing, piling up, and compressing in the air...

"Back off—!!"

The guards drew their swords and pressed the alarm almost immediately, but they did not retreat; they could not retreat. No matter how they tried to stop them, it seemed to be of little use.

Because the next second, the door was torn open like paper...

On the opposite side of the door, Jing Liu stood in the doorway. Her ice had turned into a frost sword. Her clothes were slightly disheveled, her hair was loose, and the white ribbon covering her eyes was cut off by a ray of cold light and fell to the ground.

Her eyes, which had been corrupted by the demonic body for hundreds of years, were now clearer, colder, and more...rational than ever before.

Her demonic body is still there.

All that madness, murderous intent, and hatred that has remained unresolved for centuries is still there.

But at this moment, an even stronger, clearer, and more undeniable emotion overwhelmed everything.

......anger.

Pure anger.

"Get out of here."

She looked at the person blocking her way and said only two words.

The captain of the guard wanted to say something... a warning? A threat? Maybe you can't go out... but before he could finish speaking, he found his feet frozen to the ground.

The temperature in the entire corridor dropped below zero.

"I won't kill you," Jingliu's voice was calm. "Get out of the way."

“Mirror Flow...do you know what you’re doing…” the guard captain forced out the words through gritted teeth.

"Prison break is a capital offense? So what?"

......

Luofu, Shence Mansion.

Jing Yuan sat behind the desk, and after seeing Bai Lu's comment, he was in a daze for a long time.

Jingyuan: ......

Fu Xuan, who was standing next to him, was busy mobilizing manpower, saying things like blocking the news and appeasing the public, but Jing Yuan couldn't hear a word he said.

All he heard was the sound of white dew.

—General, General, look at the new alchemy I've learned!

Why do you come to see me every other day?

"What kind of excuse is it to not sleep well? Okay, okay, I'll prescribe a calming remedy for you..."

—Don't move! Let me try this acupuncture technique, I promise it won't hurt!

—Just kidding, I'll just prick you!

Those sounds became blurry in my memory, and then clear again.

Jingyuan's hand holding the teacup began to tremble slightly.

...What if she dies?

A chill ran through him, and he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

"General?" Fu Xuan's voice came from a great distance.

Jing Yuan did not respond.

"General! You..."

Fu Xuan's voice abruptly stopped.

Because when she saw Jing Yuan raise his head, there was a hint of...killing intent in his golden eyes?

Something's wrong with him.

This was the first thought that flashed through Fu Xuan's mind.

"Jing Yuan!!" Fu Xuan instinctively called out Jing Yuan's name, disregarding any distinctions of rank or position. "What's wrong with you? Are you still conscious?"

"Hey--"

Yanqing was standing at the door at some point. He was stunned for two seconds before he realized what was happening.

"Taishu, go and fetch a physician. I'll look after things here. Tell them General Shence is not in good condition..."

Yanqing's voice was trembling.

He wasn't afraid of Jing Yuan... but rather afraid of Jing Yuan's descent into demonic influence. Everyone knew that Jing Yuan had been the General of Luofu for far too long...

“Alright!” Fu Xuan replied.

Jing Yuan looked at Yan Qing and noticed the clear worry and fear in his eyes, and paused for a couple of seconds.

Then he closed his eyes and gently pressed his fingers against his temples.