Volume 1, Chapter 32: The Shameless Stepmother
Among them was a boy, the protagonist of the day, named Fu Yu, who shared a very close bond with Long Ziyan.
Having spent so much money at once, he would certainly have a difficult time explaining it back home, so he would likely keep a low profile for the time being.
These are figures at the very pinnacle of the Heavens of the Gods; if they were easy to manipulate, how could anyone survive?
Perhaps they were aware of Chu Tiansheng’s high regard for me and felt compelled to take precautions, starting with a display of power to intimidate me!
Of course, Ye Yu-xi had not neglected her defenses. Before sleeping, she set up two barrier formations around the room and specifically instructed Zi Ling to stay by her side and "guard the dharma."
"My lady, you haven't even married me yet, why have you become so fierce?" Watching her adorable, naive expression, Liu Ruyue’s movements became even slower. Feigning a fragile appearance, she tripped over her own feet.
"It’s nothing, nothing. A few thugs died on the other side of the mountain last night. The village chief called everyone over to tell us to be wary of outsiders, lest we be robbed or harmed for our money." The old man leaned on his cane; his attire and demeanor were entirely that of a rural villager.
But Mo Shan’s death left nothing but hatred in her life; she would certainly not be soft-hearted again.
Pei Anzhi’s internal rage was stoked to a blazing inferno by Bai Hao’s words. It would have been better if he hadn't spoken at all; the mere thought of her causing trouble everywhere under the banner of loving him, bringing him endless, tangled complications, made him feel like he could destroy her.
Ye Qingsuo had thought the Wuxuan Pill would be ineffective against the Dark King and that her plan was destined to fail.
Su Kang nodded, understanding Li Muchi’s warning. He knew that if Su Miaoran were harmed again, he would face Li Muchi’s severe punishment.
Lin Yi stepped forward, pressed a hand to his brow, and a drop of soul blood instantly appeared in his palm.
Su Miaoran looked up at Li Muchi, a flicker of surprise in her eyes; she had not expected him to seek her out personally.
After the initial shock passed, she still found it hard to believe that her True Immortal senior brother was actually dead—and had died so miserably.
Su Miaoran rubbed her forehead, feeling she had no choice, as the only person she could currently trust was her.
At worst, out of respect for your Ji family, I won't kill him—I’ll spare his life—but taking some treasures away is only human nature, isn't it?
But if the cost meant returning to the Lin family, then even tens of trillions more would be useless. I am not that desperate for money.
Having received orders from Shen Yuerong, the stewards knew how to handle the situation and dispersed accordingly.
Excluding a few rebellious demon gods who disliked their own kind, the number of demon races was vast.
Everything the Empress Dowager did involved her own calculations and arrangements, and Shen Yuerong did not want to become a pawn in her hands ever again.
"Caw caw! You idiot! If I stop, won't I fall? Ever heard of gravity?" Richard remained unmoved, failing to fall for the taunt.
He did not expect to convince the other party all at once; even if he offered a salary higher than the current one, he reckoned he could not move Zheng Liaoyuan.
Gong Moli did not care how many people in the shadows cursed her; in their eyes, she was never a kind soul anyway. Since she had already been branded a seductive enchantress, she might as well play the part well—and become a peerless one at that.
"Gong Moli, since the Emperor has bestowed you upon me, from this day forth you are Consort Li. You are granted residence in the Elegant Garden. Later, I will have the servants move your belongings down." Feng Qianxun suddenly changed his mind; even if she didn't say it, he had no reason to let a dying woman stay here.
Facing such a formidable enemy, I, A-Niu, am truly helpless! He felt lost. Wait—I can't do it, but Master, perhaps his old self has a way.
Gong Moli looked at Ling Han in surprise. He knew exactly what this gesture meant—it was a blatant seduction of the imperial concubine. However, meeting his gaze, she lay down for the first time without regard for her status.
"A four-hundred-year-old at the early stage of Sword Spirit, yet you dare to boast before me. Tsk tsk, I don't know if this is what they call—failing to act your age." Qin Yan offered a mocking smile.
Because a cultivation realm is just a realm, whereas combat power encompasses techniques, heritage, physique, talent, magical artifacts, defensive gear, heavenly treasures, exotic mounts, and so much more.
An animal’s intuition is far keener than a human’s. Judging by the actions of the seabirds, this was likely a dead whale. It was unclear whether it had died before beaching and been washed ashore by the waves, or if it had died only after becoming stranded.
Why was it that despite both meeting that young man on the same night, Cao Rui and Zhao Xiaojia told different stories?
Refusing to see Zhao Bingming was impossible; Jia Wei had once explicitly warned him of this. You Yinghao also understood the logic; doing so would only further arouse Zhao Bingming’s suspicions.
"Brother Hao, my intuition is growing stronger. Shangguan Hong shouldn't be too far from us now," Chu Yue suddenly said.
Accompanying Zhang Xiong were the commander of the Qilin Legion, Zhao Yun, and the deputy commander, Zhang Ren; the commander of the Azure Dragon Legion, Wei Yan; the general guarding Hulao Pass, Zhang Xiu; and the commander of the New Army, Meng Huo.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could you possibly touch upon the path of immortality? The path that fellow daoists in the forbidden zones have waited eons for—how could it be mastered by you?" the Hell-Slayer shouted.
Yang Yi examined Ye Tianhao’s map and compared it with the one provided by Fang Shuo. Finding that the locations of the cult’s lair depicted were identical, he became even more certain of the location.
No sooner had Che Zaiying finished speaking than a burly man walked over from his seat. As the heir to the DSX conglomerate, how could Che Zaiying travel without bodyguards?
Ye Rui shattered the Hand of the Heavens with a single palm, though the effort worsened his injuries, causing him to cough up more blood.
Not found... even if you don't want to receive guests, couldn't you find a better excuse? I've never seen such a bizarre excuse as "not found."
"Heave, ho!" Just then, behind Wu Di, Xia Zhiyan was climbing with great effort, finally plopping down on Wu Di’s right shoulder.
He still remembered that before learning of Lin Renzhao’s death, he had told Li Congshan that he had left the northern piece of the Twin-Heart Jade at his home in Jiangnan.