Volume 1, Chapter 35: Sima Yun’s Night Visit

This question made Liu Qi’s heart tremble. What exactly was the Prince of Qi trying to do? Why did he keep asking such life-threatening questions? Could it be that he was just so bored that he enjoyed scaring people for fun? Liu Qi stared at the Prince of Qi, tongue-tied. The Prince of Qi suddenly chuckled and said, "It is getting late. I should rest."

"Yes," Liu Qi replied, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon. After bidding the Prince farewell, he turned and hurried away.

"Wait," the Prince of Qi suddenly called out. Liu Qi froze, thinking, What does he want now? He turned to face the Prince and asked, "Does Your Highness have any instructions?"

"Remember the code: Serve the Son of Heaven," the Prince reminded him.

"Yes." Liu Qi committed the code to heart and left the Prince of Qi.

***

After landing, Lu Qingyu did not let up. He stepped forward, grabbed the Rat-Eyed Man by the collar, and flung him with all his might. The Rat-Eyed Man had no choice but to smash into Gao Rong, who was already half-buried in the ground.

Lu Qingyu rolled his eyes, wondering what was wrong with the people of Great Desolation City—was their ability to accept reality really so poor? It seemed the Tie family must have some status in Great Desolation City; otherwise, this guy wouldn't keep flaunting his family background at every turn.

He understood Mama Diao’s intentions perfectly well. A guy like him clearly wasn't her type. Although his mother couldn't dictate his thoughts, no one could stand having a worrywart parent nagging in their ear all day long.

It wasn't until Lin Tian reached the base that he realized this was an off-site mission, located in his home province, Tianfu Province, in Tianfu City. This was Lin Tian's first mission away from base. It seemed this task was somewhat tricky; otherwise, Long Tianxiang wouldn't have sent him out.

The filming had wrapped, and the crew was about to disperse. Dongfang Yi felt a bit sad. For the past month, no matter how much he tried to curry favor with Luo Yishuo, her attitude toward him never changed, which left him feeling deeply dejected.

As it turned out, Chen Qiaochu hadn't lied to them. The South Gate was indeed left open and unguarded. Mi Duo and the others walked out of the base boldly, pulled an RV from their packs, and sped off. They drove until they reached this relatively safe open space before stopping the vehicle.

"He has coated the surface of his metal gauntlets with a large amount of wind-element soul power. This wind power has formed spiral shapes, greatly increasing the penetrating power of this soul technique. This old ghost is not simple; we must not be careless!" Helian Nuo, not distracted by defense, was able to observe more closely.

***

"The Holy See has a rigid rule regarding priests, an unchangeable rule!" The Archmage suddenly smiled, looking at Yan Fei with profound meaning, as if he had seen something delightful.

Lin Dai'er had been on her way to arrange for the caravan to take a detour, but she hadn't expected Lin Dabiao to have already met his end. Although she had no fondness for this lecherous, boorish man, he was, after all, a member of the Lin family's caravan, and she couldn't just leave him behind.

If comprehending 'Heaven and Earth as One' was a one-in-a-billion occurrence, then comprehending 'Coexisting with Heaven and Earth' was truly one in a quadrillion, perhaps even more—it was simply impossible. Since the dawn of creation, countless ancient texts had never recorded such a thing.

Seeing the beasts returning from the direction of Yongqian County, Qingxi led them over. As the beasts caught sight of the meat on the ground, they began to feed. The soldiers watched as those sharp teeth and claws easily tore the raw meat apart, and they couldn't help but shudder with fear.

No one around dared to cause trouble for Lin Ye anymore. Since he could display such a treasure so brazenly, it meant he had no fear of anyone trying to snatch it.

"Big Brother, I can't take you to the 'Tribulation Platform' right now. Can we do it in three days?" Jiu'er asked, looking a bit embarrassed.

Xue Qin nodded. Just as she was about to leave, the Third Imperial Consort suddenly asked about the Third Prince's whereabouts. This was the first time the Third Imperial Consort had asked since returning from the outskirts of the capital, and Xue Qin was quite surprised.

"I have indeed suffered a loss." The voice was beautiful, yet the words were cold enough to make Mu Wanting furious to the point of collapse.

Zhao Liu'ru shook her head. One look at Wang Tian showed he clearly hadn't considered things carefully.

Yun Luo recalled what happened that day. Although Xinghe seemed to despise and reject her, at the most critical moment, he still chose to save her first rather than abandon her.

This seemingly comforting and empathetic remark was actually an accusation that Consort Zhao lacked the virtues of a concubine. As the crowd looked at Consort Zhao again, the pity they had felt before was gone, replaced by an expression of realization.

Looking at Lin Zhirou, who was lying on the ground in a disheveled, unconscious heap—face down, at that—Di Yang couldn't help but twitch his lips.

It was hard to say exactly how long they waited, but Bai Yanxi and Su Mo finally emerged from the room.

Wisps of incense curled around the old monk, giving him the air of an enlightened master.

The audience present gradually quieted down. Most of them were seeing actors perform for the first time, and they were filled with curiosity.

The King of the Yelang Kingdom nodded repeatedly, though he couldn't help but think that, while they were both monarchs, the difference between him and Ling Yunfei at this moment was as vast as heaven and earth. He felt ashamed of his own inadequacy.

Liang Qu didn't even have time to stop her before Laura’s hand rested on Pei Tingli's shoulder, her fingers hooking a strand of his golden hair that had fallen onto his shoulder.

***

It had to be said that the villainous businessman was quite skilled at hoodwinking people. Unfortunately, that was the one thing Yin Zhuohua was immune to.

Upon hearing this, the Willow Deity looked at An Lan with an expression akin to watching a fool, though she felt a sliver of admiration for such an An Lan.

If that eldest brother—whom she had yet to meet—noticed something amiss, she would have considered it normal.

For a being at the level of the Swallowing Sparrow, even if the physical body were destroyed, as long as the primordial spirit survived, it could still be reborn by possessing another corpse.

This girl’s intentions were too obvious. She was trying to climb the ladder while he was still there! A true vixen indeed.

The scent of winter grew stronger. On the street outside, various decorations rattled in the cold wind.

Yan Lan turned to look at Gu Haoran with a questioning gaze. Gu Haoran nodded at her, signaling his agreement with Mu Xue’s words.

Xia Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and lay back down. If he said it was "rare," then it must be rare. Since he was willing to keep her company, why shouldn't she enjoy it? She didn't know how many such mornings they would have left.

"Li Yi, actually, I want to talk to you about something." Liu Ruoying slowly opened her mouth.

Luo Yi understood deeply that if he continued to run away, he might never be able to be with Xiao Sheng again. He didn't want that, and he wasn't willing to let it happen.

"Liang En, come here." My voice was weak; I truly felt exhausted just from speaking a single sentence.

Now was the time for 'Perfect Equipment' to rise; she had to focus and make some contributions to the gang.

One had to realize that A-Kui was only sixteen or so. Relying solely on physical strength, he was already this powerful. If he were to cultivate baleful energy or combat aura, his strength would be even more formidable. Moreover, even without cultivation, as A-Kui grew older, his strength would only continue to increase.

And now, the fate of the 'Beauty of Troubled Times' was what she deserved; it was just a pity that her like-minded 'good sisters' were dragged down with her.

After the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea, the blood began to turn a deep red. She sighed in relief and leaned down one last time. His shoulder was cool, and there was a strange sensation between her warm lips and teeth.