Shou Po Que Xin

White clouds curled all around, making it impossible to distinguish east, west, north, or south. They could only use a compass to locate the constellations, then use the constellations to determine their direction.

The longer Liu Xiaolou remained within this formation, the more muddleheaded he felt, as though he had entered another wilderness—a vast, white Wasteland Heaven and Earth, strangely akin to the dark wilderness from his dreams.

Within this boundless Wasteland Heaven and Earth, he refined and repaired the subsidiary formation disks of the Twelve Yin Yang Grand Formation while enduring the formation's intense pressure upon his sea of qi, shaking and reorganizing it. A single Golden Leaf was enough to buy up all of Thorn City, let alone the fact that Chen Fan had given more than one. Mao Erniang immediately began a spending spree.

"Father, how is it?" Huo Yu hurriedly rose to ask, while Ye Wan'er also ran over to Ye Chen.

The two of them bickered endlessly until Chen Yan was called onto the stage once more. Only then did this argument finally come to an end.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuan continued this inspection tour, making a full circuit through Meizhou's territory, examining the economy, people's livelihoods, legal system, and every other aspect. He discovered all sorts of problems. Some could be resolved on the spot; for those that could not be solved in the short term, he assigned specific people to follow up throughout the entire process and handle them.

Ever since coming to this era, Zhao Yuan had always lacked a sense of security. Now, at last, he could say he had gained a little confidence.

In that instant just now, his attacks had come one after another like an unbroken tide, leaving the opponent utterly unable to mount any defense.

This red bead