Volume One, Chapter 33: Does This King Possess the Aura of an Emperor?

Sima Yun nestled against Liu Qi like a bird, her fingers tracing circles on his chest, a satisfied smile on her face.
"You are entering the palace today, and I am quite reluctant to let you go," Sima Yun said.
Liu Qi replied, "You can come to the palace to find me."
"I fear the Empress would not approve," Sima Yun said with a smile, leaning into his embrace and greedily savoring his kindness.
Liu Qi suddenly thought of Nongyu from the night before, her gaze, and her kiss.
These two women gave Liu Qi very different feelings; one was a comfort of the body, the other a joy of the soul. He did not understand what these two sensations meant or what they implied...
"I hope he has already found a way to awaken Mewtwo and Mew." Watching the helicopter approach, Professor Oak’s brow furrowed deeply.
Gu Cheng looked at the panicked Liu Nian, and as he took her into his arms, he felt her trembling, as if she had encountered something terrifying.
The system prompt had just ceased when a surging force of natural law poured into the top of Young Master Qin’s head, filling all three hundred and sixty acupuncture points in his body. An explosive, unprecedented power welled up; at this moment, Young Master Qin felt that if he threw a punch, he could level a high mountain.
"Yi Shaofeng, let go!" Ling Baolu waited until they were out of the restaurant to immediately demand that Yi Shaofeng release her.
Only after Lin Xiao recounted everything he knew about the forest ranger did he find a measure of peace.
"The demon-slaying is complete; this deity departs!" This was addressed to Chen Feng, the one who had cast the spell. Once finished, the red light in the Kirin beast’s eyes vanished, and its body collapsed to the ground, transforming back into a bronze statue.
All along, their eyes had been fixed on Muyuan, the Empress Mother, and the King of Ghost Beasts. They had never considered whether Grandmother might expose her identity as a celestial being during such a commotion, thereby inviting pursuit by the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Yu Lu and Cheng Yanhui could only hold their foreheads upon hearing Wu Ling’s words. To think Wu Ling still had the heart to instruct someone on how to kill them—there was no telling what went on in that woman’s head day after day.
It did not seem like good news. Ji Liunian leaned against a bonsai, having no intention of going out to stir up trouble.
Just as they exited the school gates, they saw someone loitering nearby, eyes constantly darting toward the school.
Xiao Qingru thought to herself that as long as nothing went wrong, her good friend and Qin Bei might finally see the clouds part to reveal the moon.
The wealthy merchant gazed at the spirit stones on the ground; a flicker of greedy desire flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by deep fear.
Wu Jie was not angry; he nodded and said, "Here." He actually produced a flashlight.
Luo Lie asked, "What is in this tower?" Princess Longyu’s choice to come here must have a purpose. Based on what she said before, she must be plagued by some mysterious power, which is why she cannot leave. Could it be that Zhang Taixu is the one imprisoning her?
"What is it, Oppa?" Li Meiji walked up curiously. When she looked in the direction Honda was pointing, her cherry lips parted, and her face filled with shock.
Before the words had even faded, Shen Herong saw with great satisfaction the burning fighting spirit in the eyes of the hundred-odd people.
Xiao Qingru did not sit idle at her parents’ home; she was the one who washed the dishes and did the cleaning.
"Uh... it failed..." Liu Bingxuan realized she was still standing there. Seeing the smile on Xie Yeyu’s face, her face flushed red. She attempted to use Instant Movement again, but she remained in the same spot.
As soon as the violent magical power, suffused with a hint of evil, entered Arondo-Tree Shepherd’s body, he knew his physique had been slightly corrupted.
Just then, Commander Ma lunged forward in a flash, grabbing me by the collar and hoisting me into the air.
I lunged at the corpse demon with the Fire Meteor, swinging my blade. Seeing my strike, the corpse demon had confidently prepared to catch the blade with its bare hands, but upon contact with its palm, the blade sliced through it like tofu, severing half the hand directly.

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, Li Yanran was somewhat wanton, perhaps even akin to Pan Jinlian, but for the sake of Chen Xu, Li Yanran did not care.
Su Huai and Bai Zhiwei had much to discuss after not seeing each other for a long time. Fang Jin was articulate and eloquent, and the three chatted happily until nightfall, when Fang Jin and Su Huai finally departed.
Han Ke looked at the chaotic, flickering lights in the distance and said, "Oh no, something must have happened to Jia Kaiqi!" With that, he pulled Su Wenwen along and hurried toward the scene.
Sitting in a corner by the door was a young man in green robes. His attire made him stand out from everyone else in the teahouse; one could tell at a glance he was a child of a wealthy family.
A sensation of distension and pain struck instantly, and Xintian instinctively drove his newly formed primordial core to rotate at high speed.
Around midnight, as Su Huai was cultivating, he heard a "creak" as Fang Jin pushed the door open and entered. Su Huai opened his eyes and asked, "Have you clarified the situation inside the City Lord’s mansion?"
As the two sides confronted each other, a wind arose—a whirlwind. After the gust passed, much of the snow accumulated in the courtyard was blown away, revealing the flying knives that had been scattered within it.
"I understand." Fang Ziqiang was aware of the events of the past few times, so he understood Ye Weitian’s instructions perfectly and immediately made the calls to pass them on.
Skeletons were not terrifying to professional teams; the fear was that they would disrupt the flow of battle during a clash between two sides, causing formations to break and mistakes to occur—everyone knew this.
In his residence, the doors and windows were intact. According to the surveillance of the residential area, no suspicious individuals had entered this area recently.
It was not only Zhao Pengyu who was meddlesome; on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, her cousin forced Ye Yang to go and give gifts to Zhao Pengyu. Having received Zhao Pengyu’s companionship and care for several months, it was only proper to show gratitude. A simple "thank you" would be too light; according to Chinese tradition, one naturally had to exchange gifts during the holidays.