Volume One, Chapter 28: Scholar Wang Spits Blood After Beating, the Su Family Harbored Grudges Against the Wang Family!

Jiang Rufei’s wrist, resting outside the quilt, was wrapped in thick gauze, with mottled bloodstains seeping through the center, while an IV drip was connected to her other hand.

Although they were close family, Qing'er still felt a bit shy; however, when it came to a lifelong commitment, one had to be bold when the occasion called for it.

Boom! The cannons roared once more. A flash of fire illuminated the scene, and the warriors were met with the fiery intensity of the 75mm mountain guns again.

The few youths behind also crowded forward. The items looked excellent—even better than the goods found in the Wang family’s shops.

They were headed to the celestial prison, and once inside, the matter would be out of his hands, sparing him from having to offend anyone personally.

A spatial rift opened above the Qilin Realm, and a figure darted out, landing right in front of the man.

Upon hearing this, Feng Miaomiao glanced at her mother. Seeing her nod with a gentle expression, she rose and headed toward her own courtyard.

Shen Chuliu knew the Emperor must have wanted to get out for a stroll; otherwise, he would not have brought his concubines along.

Jiang Xiqian helped the pale, livid Jiang Maohua step forward. The crowd parted, and Jiang Junfeng and Feng Zihan took over, assisting Jiang Maohua.

The appearance of the old Dean surprised not only Lu Xia but everyone sitting at the conference table. He had actually put forward his own grandson as a committee member while appearing in the observers' gallery himself as a family guardian. Yet, the old man clearly didn't care about such things, remaining at ease while sipping his tea.

If his predictions were correct, it wasn't just Bai Qi—who was currently on high alert and ready to charge—but more than half of the guardian spirits of the Soul-Suppressing Street who should already be rushing toward the Soul-Suppressing Temple.

Even when not within the mustard seed space, a single thought was enough for him to fully control the laws of the soul and use their power to achieve many things.

Just as the second bullet was about to strike the mutant, two sharp claws extended with incredible speed, narrowly and precariously catching the bullet.

Seeing Zhao Changfeng also watching him, Zhou Renyu froze for a moment, then a cruel smile appeared on his face as he mouthed silent words.

"You, go to the left; you, go to the right. Do not let that girl escape." The leader assigned the positions, and the group responded, embarking on a massive search.

Just as the World-Suppressing Stone Spirit had yet to recover from the shock, layers of origin power vortices appeared above Tang Feng’s head. Within these vortices, the origin energy, which was like gas, began to compress continuously until it liquefied.

Honestly, though Bucky remained silent, he felt no great turmoil in his heart; perhaps it was because he had long known, or perhaps because he simply didn't feel much about such matters.

Before Bai Zhen could finish her sentence, the middle-aged man leaped up, abandoning the chicken leg in his hand and scurrying away at full speed.

The doctor, Tserin, said nothing, but Yanzi looked at me with a strange expression, also remaining silent. Lao Li, Xu Zhiwu, and Tang Minghao naturally followed my lead, all agreeing to leave a mark here and return for him if we found the exit.

Zong Ze was a powerful figure in the Great Zhou Kingdom, so his portrait had naturally spread throughout the world. Businesses like Cloud-Kissed Pavilion and Guest Immortal Residence were particularly attentive to such details.

"Mu En, it is my failure in teaching my sister. Please do not worry about my face—kill her," Yin Hui pleaded with Mu En.

Whenever villagers suffered from headaches, colds, falls, or bites, they would head up the mountain to seek out Daoist Mingzhi.

The party most eager to stifle the geniuses of the Eastern Domain and destroy its destiny was the Heavenly Mystery Sect. Previously, their Martial God Alliance had worked in tandem with the Heavenly Mystery Sect, but they ultimately failed to obtain the Bounty Guild they coveted.

Yet, no sooner had the old problem been solved than a new one emerged. According to the records on these rune stones, the Star-Loom Illusion was a special illusion that was both false and real. Any inanimate object within the illusion could transform into reality once one departed.

Grellis was equally curious, his mind racing through various possibilities, only to dismiss them one after another, so much so that he failed to notice the slight peculiarity in Renas’s tone.

My stomach let out an uncooperative growl: "Gurgle..." I felt embarrassed for a moment, but immediately regained my composure, acting as if nothing had happened as I told him I was hungry and wanted to eat.

Tian Beiwang’s arms trembled; he dared not move further. His left hand reached for the holster on his right hip, but his frame was too stout, and he couldn't undo the strap in his haste.

Looking at those beasts below, I truly wished I could just drop a bomb and blow them to pieces.

Like a flicking lantern reel playing back memories as one dies, scenes flashed before their eyes frame by frame, finally stopping in a laboratory.

In truth, Shui Yiren had never truly guarded against Daniu in her heart; she had been completely unaware when her clothes were removed. Now that the commotion was over, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep naturally, though she herself had yet to realize it.

Chang De was, after all, a favorite of Emperor Minghui. In that brief moment, he already knew what he needed to ask before going in to report to the Emperor.

"No, take me with you. Let’s leave this place." Jie Xuefei finally realized that her glory days were over; she did not want to let go of the last straw she had left.

"Guests are guests. Since you are here, let us meet." Shui Yiren gathered her spirits to head to the main hall, but Bai Li had already made herself at home and entered the backyard.

Furthermore, Feng Minghe’s sword had been tempered with the Celestial-Alien Earth-Heart Milk, yet it had absolutely no effect on Yun Xiang.

Well, if the top beam is crooked, the bottom ones will be too. In her eyes, that fellow Huang Jiu was nothing but a pile of dung, so how good could his subordinates be?

Some were excited because they had won honor for the Zhao Kingdom, while others were jealous because of the abundance of spirit stones; each face wore a complex expression.

Could it be that these two not only knew Ling Xueyi but were also on excellent terms with her? Otherwise, why would the orange cat not look at them as if they were strangers?

Yu Qingjue had not expected Qiao Xue se to head in this direction; he pulled Hua Yan and stepped to the side.

Even though he had been on guard, True Person Qing Yang was still severely wounded. Unable to control himself, he spat out a mouthful of blood, looking utterly wretched as his own true energy pierced his lungs.

Although there were memories of Xi Zhan in her mind, it was merely the relationship of ordinary classmates—they weren't even considered friends.

Drinking tea? If she hadn't known the clerk who was doing the robbing, Shui Yiren would have almost thought this was a play he had arranged. She couldn't believe she had encountered such a cliché scene.

Zhong Xingyue produced three jade bottles, containing pills with success rates of fourteen, thirteen, and eleven percent respectively. Such numbers were already indicative of the capabilities of an average second-grade apothecary.

Previously, she had fantasized about the scene: after Lan Lingyu returned, she mentioned her to Chu Tiankuo. Because of his rejection of the marriage, she had been bedridden. Upon hearing this, he was filled with regret and heartache.