Volume 1, Chapter 46: Want to Try?
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A man’s voice came through the telephone, his deliberately lowered tone carrying a hint of respect.
“I am Letian, a Presented Scholar specially selected by His Majesty at the Wenxi Banquet he hosted this spring at the Biyong,” Letian replied with his head bowed.
“There are certain matters that require her assistance.” Su Hao curled his lips into a smile, his eyes filled with careless indifference.
“What is the mission?” When they heard that Ziyun Yuan had resolved the matter, smiles appeared on their faces.
It was said that in the theaters of the prefectures, counties, and metropolitan districts surrounding Bianliang, quite a few makeshift troupes of performers had also imitated these two plays and put on their own productions. Their acting, props, and scenery were far inferior, of course, but they still attracted a considerable audience.
Yet, after merely taking part in a contest to select the most beautiful courtesan, he had instead become the most sought-after man in town. Letian had never imagined such a thing.
But there was no turning back. From the moment Su Qianqian searched for her father’s name, it had been destined that the matter could not end peacefully.
Whenever she closed her eyes, the scenes of being strangled and shoved down the stairs would play out before her like images on a revolving lantern.
Taking Ding Can out for a drive meant a genuine drive, not racing. Huang Fei drove around several of Nanhai’s streets famous for their nighttime scenery, then chose a restaurant with a pleasant setting and respectable standards for dinner.
As Chu Haoyun’s voice reverberated, the energy at sixty-four locations in all eight directions erupted in an instant. Under the state of Eight Extremes Symbiosis, the force of the explosion swiftly outlined the complete form of a vast, illusory world.
“I—I’ll give you the Golden Feather Token… Spare my life!” Feeling himself on the brink of death, Sun Chang finally regained a trace of reason and spoke with difficulty.
“Oh, isn’t that Lin Dong?” The moment he had returned to the Lin residence, an incongruous voice rang out. It belonged to a young man considerably older than Lin Dong.
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Besides forming the core, his primordial essence also needed to advance into the Meridian Opening Realm. Known as the most crucial stage for a martial artist, the Meridian Opening Realm was, as its name suggested, the process of using the soul to control primordial essence and break through the body’s acupoints. The more one opened, the greater one’s innate talent; and innate talent determined a martial artist’s potential for future cultivation.
By coincidence, the Immortal Lord Donghua happened to be returning to the Heavenly Palace on business when he encountered the distraught shepherd boy outside the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Not far away, Ye Tian was concealed in the void, his hands waving incessantly. Hearing this, he nearly burst out laughing.
“Heh, this thing isn’t easy to obtain. Back then, many of my trusted subordinates died for this Soul Jade. It also caused the suspicion within Xingyue toward me to surface ahead of time.” Yu Feng’s smile held a trace of bitterness.
He had never expected that, the moment he returned to the residence, even the son who had always been too intimidated to breathe loudly in his presence would presume to order him around. It made him nearly beside himself with rage.
Dragon Wind had been rushing about nonstop these past few days and had hardly enjoyed a moment’s leisure. It was rare for him to steal some time to sort through everything he had experienced recently.
Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Donghua shook his head awkwardly. He did not answer Nezha directly, merely turning his head mechanically to the side—just as the Fairy Peony happened to cast him a glance.
There was none of the innocent brilliance one would expect from a six- or seven-year-old child. Even Datou had needed to try several times before gradually lowering his guard.
Ling Feng remained pinned to the stone slab. His body was slowly growing numb, as though he had grown accustomed to the pain; it was no longer as unbearable as before.
“I won’t!” Wang Wenyu deliberately sang the opposite tune, smiling as he shook the hand that held hers.
In the eyes of Ling Feng and the others, waves of fire spewed forth, their power spreading across a hundred-meter radius like fiery dragons running rampant. Almost all the flying centipedes were enveloped within the attack’s range.
Looking closely at her, one would see an elegant expression and the same calm, unruffled, flawless smile as ever—a typical false face belonging to a refined young lady.
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At first, I had wanted to leave through the main gate. But then I remembered that everyone at home had already gone to sleep. What if Dad woke up? He might run out to shield him from the monsters again, just as he had last time.
Within half a day, news of the collapse caused by the earthquake had spread farther and farther, and more and more people from outside the city had gathered.
Even if he truly stayed here to accompany the retired empress dowager, it would still be a good thing for the family.
And those ladies were all arrogant, high-spirited, and flushed with pride! They clearly had the right to sit here, which meant they represented the men of their respective households. But the heads of the families behind them—were they all confidants of the Empress Dowager, or the secret agents of Zhu Jingchi?
A shrill voice filled Meiyanluo’s sea of consciousness. In barely two breaths, the already battered and broken spiritual sea faced the danger of collapsing altogether.
Creak! Just then, the sound of a door opening came from behind me. My heart gave a sudden lurch. Could it be…?
Dongfang Sao strained his throat as he shouted, his bloodshot eyes turning even redder. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not make a sound; his voice was strangled by an unknown, mysterious force.
However, a pink radiance suddenly flew out of its mouth and drifted gently into the air, countless dreamlike wisps of energy instantly spreading across it.
At around three in the morning, Link was awakened by the urge to urinate. Just after he had finished using the bathroom and turned off the light, he heard the rumble of an engine outside. His villa had fairly good soundproofing, but in the dead of night he could still hear the sound approaching from far away.
During this period, the cavalry led by Bimotai had become extremely famous on the battlefield—not for any other reason than that his troops were an entire army of black cavalry. Every cavalry charge inflicted severe damage on the orcs. At that moment, what Joseph valued was Bimotai’s status.
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