All Chapters of The Divine Martial Stars: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Bai Xuan calmly stepped onto the stage with a roll of white paper in her hands and handed it to the two soldiers of Musical House. Then, they hang it on the last poetry-hanging seat. That leader began to sing loudly- "Poem of watching Hua Xiangrong dance alone beneath the moon; reads..." As soon as the name of the poem was reported, the crowd on Liufang Street suddenly exclaimed. Lu Xue on the VIP seat even couldn't help but laugh. In the Deluxe Suite Titled Heaven of Moon-hugging House, a glimpse of contempt flashed upon the second prince's eyes, while Liu Chenglong, the director of Musical House, also broke into laughter. "Even copied the poem name?" "Is this Li Mu's level?" "The title of this poem is almost the same as that of the century poem that was written for Lu Hongxiu by the second prince, but it is only changed from Lu Hongxiu into Hua Xiangrong. At least from t

No matter how glorious the past represented by the name of Hua Xiangrong was, even including the fame of Top Beauty, Hua Xiangrong herself, from the beginning, was forced to receive this name, which was just a kind of compromise to life. For many women who fell into Musical House, it was basically an illusion to restore their original names. Hua Xiangrong was originally named Shangguan Yuting, a girl from Shangguan family. The words "Shangguan Yuting" represented a kind of bloodline, a home and also the best life of the past, and were the most precious thing her parents had given her. "But I have not yet deregistered. If I directly restore my real name, isn't it..." After her great excitement, Hua Xiangrong was still a little hesitant. From the previous signs, it was not easy to be free from Musical House. Li Mu replied, "It's just a form. If I want to take you away from Musical House, no one can stop me. Besides,

Though having been confined in the Musical House for many days, it was during those days that they heard Li Mu's name a million times from those maids and leaders of the Musical House who all addressed him as the poetry and martial arts whiz. They also learned how Hua Xiangrong had turned the tide and championed the competition tonight from scraps of conversations among the maids. Undoubtedly, in the eyes of the girls, the name 'Li Mu' represented a kind of hope and wonderfulness. Because Hua Xiangrong, who shared the same fate with them, had changed her destiny as she obtained Li Mu's favor. When they felt scared and helpless, they, too, had dreamed about meeting a man like Li Mu, who would rescue them from the demonic Musical House just like Li Mu rescuing Hua Xiangrong. But now, the real Li Mu was standing right before them. "Of course he is Young Master Mu. Who else could he be?" Xin'er took of t

It was widely known that Liang Yifei was a depraved playboy. He was particularly interested in beautiful women. Only God knew how many young innocent girls he had snatched. And precisely during one of that vile deeds, he was caught by Tang Chong, who just returned to the capital with his troops to visit the emperor after securing a huge victory. The latter did not give him any chance to find excuses and directly broke his legs and threw him to the prison. If it had not been that imperial tutor of his who bought off various officials to rescue him, perhaps he had already been exiled to the bleak and remote border area to die. Therefore, Liang Yifei's hatred towards Tang Chong was at the bursting point. "I have no interest in this baby girl. All I want is Tang Chong's older daughter, Tang Tang." Han Feiran, the nephew of the Minister of Rituals, hummed, "Yeah, the blood of such a young and pretty girl must taste great!" He was a young man dressing like a sc

"550,000 first time... any higher bid?" The auctioneer wielded his hammer vigorously, his face almost distorted in a hideous way on account of an adrenaline surge. A record-breaking high price was about to emerge. Wang Chen gazed anxiously at the princess, Qin Zhen. Anyone who lost his or her position and influence was likely to be subjected to indignity. In the past, the force under the command of the princess weighed much in the Western Qin Empire. However, as Tang Chong was framed to death, all the other parties united and tramped on her, causing her power to fall apart. Now, she even could not scrape together a few hundred thousand gold ingots. Qin Zhen turned her back to the door, her brows tightly furrowed. The prices for the two sisters surnamed Tang had been driven to such a whopping price. That was way beyond her estimation. She had done her utmost to raise as much fund as possible and even