Volume 1, Chapter 49: Do Not Wrong Yourself

Selina barely read a few lines of the news before she snatched the newspaper away in excitement, gasping as she examined it closely.

The primordial path of light within the Primordial Seal was completely mended, increasing the seal's might and elevating the magical treasure to a higher grade.

Madam Tian cowered in the corner of the carriage, her face as pale as a sheet. Once the Prince heard Mu Hua's message, would there still be any place for her in the Prince's estate?

Having safely passed out of the Yichun borders, Li Yan let out a long sigh of relief, looking at Chen Yanfeng in a completely new light.

The Princess consort said, "Let us try for now!" The maid nodded, gave a word to the Princess consort, and withdrew on her own to find some goat's milk.

For no good reason, why go to the Li residence? Grandfather, the Grand Imperial Censor Chen, was filled with worries. Once grandfather returned, she would have to inquire about this thoroughly.

The eldest daughter-in-law pondered. Replacing the main gate of the residence was simply out of the question; leaving aside whether the Marquis and his wife would agree, even the heir would certainly disapprove.

At the touch of her gaze, the motley-skinned fruit shivered violently, momentarily choking and leaving her speechless.

Amy didn't even glance at Yaquan. Lifting the foot she had been holding suspended in the air, she stamped it down heavily with a thud, and walked with graceful postures towards the canonization saint.

"What is the meaning of this? I've actually been driven out of my home!" She was burning with rage, and Yang Xiangyun could not comfort her.

"T Corporation is divided into two parts. What we need to understand is the T Legion behind T Corporation." Xue Jiancheng displayed the relationship chart prepared by Shen Tong onto the projection screen.

Right now, Mother Wang is the commander of the legion and the highest-ranking officer, so I have no choice but to obey orders and leave my parents to return to the legion.

The cold radiance crashed against the blade of the ghost-head saber with a resounding clang, snapping the saber into two halves. A tremendous force surged into the arms of the ghost warrior, sending him soaring involuntarily into the air as he hurtled backward into the armored formation.

First of all, she needed to demonstrate that her operations held no secrets from her, paving the way for the complex situations ahead. Moreover, the truly useful data was actually stored within her own mind—a secret others could never extract. Besides, these intricate chores required a capable person to manage them for her.

Because her cheeks were cupped in my hands, Guan Ying had no way to speak and could only nod.

Their heads felt as though they had been struck a heavy blow; the intense agony nearly caused them to faint. They were precisely the ones coming to question and hold Jia Tongchun accountable.

"His appearance certainly caught me by surprise, but it doesn't matter. Without him, I would still be able to escape the Sacred Land..." Felicia chanted with ease.

Yang Chen repeated this routine every day—battling and then cultivating. Time slowly passed, and before he knew it, Yang Chen had stayed in Qingling Mountain for another month. He decided to cultivate for a few more days before returning, lest he truly run into any unforeseen changes.

"You're awake? Do you remember what happened last night?" Shen Tong shook his head in a daze.

Indeed, Su Jun felt he had waited far too long. He urgently needed a platform to showcase himself and prove his strength to the world, and this Academy Tournament was his stage.

With every gesture, Mo Xiling constructed wondrous arrays, integrating the Origin Force chess pieces and the chessboard to push her combat prowess to the absolute limit. It was clear she was not someone with an undeserved reputation.

Chu Xinghan had heard the term "Seven Sects Contending Heavens Battle" more than once. The first time was when he defeated He Jiaoyun, who had looked at Xue Zhan with fighting spirit burning in his eyes, and then at him—though at that time, he had no idea what it meant.

Short of money to repay debts? It seemed like a very plausible reason, but among friends, borrowing money to pay off debts was perhaps the most detested excuse. Because it formed a vicious cycle of debt - borrowing money - debt repayment - debt, your friends' trust in you would plummet straight down.

No one knew how Lord Qin had managed to be reborn in that short span of one year, nor how he had cultivated such terrifying strength.

"Alright, I happen to be heading home anyway, so I can drop them off at the Changfeng Grand Hotel along the way. Give Vice President Lin a call." Seeing how much Zhao Zilong trusted her, Wu Fen said with a beaming smile.

"Impossible! How could he sever my connection to my flying sword?" This had been meticulously refined by Nangong Yang over several months using incantations, infused with his own soul power. Even someone in the Nirvana Realm could not easily erase it, yet now Xia Zheng had effortlessly obliterated it. How could that not fill his heart with dread?

Now, to his surprise, he could join the Hall Master's team. This would grant him entry into the Soul Refining Cave, which allegedly housed numerous rare spiritual herbs. Their rank started at no less than superior true-grade, and rumors even spoke of top-tier spiritual herbs that could tempt those in the Transforming Spirit Realm.

He was indeed a man rather fond of enjoyment. The thought of being on such a breathtakingly picturesque island, embracing beauties while watching the tides rise and fall, was undoubtedly one of life's greatest pleasures.

Daring not to provoke the young man before him, his eyes rolled around for a good long while before he finally spoke.

"I never expected you to go back on your word like this. You have absolutely no integrity whatsoever! Then don't blame me for being impolite to your younger brother," Zhou Dezheng said fiercely.

No, this wouldn't do. Nina was Anya's final keepsake and hope left to him. He had promised Anya to protect her well and let her grow into adulthood.

Autumn had set in by now, and the morning mountain forest already carried a hint of biting chill. Stranded in the barren wilderness without any shelter, nor any water source in sight, it was bleak indeed.

Didn't they still produce someone like the Master—someone who disliked following sect rules and whose behavior and conduct in the eyes of the elders seemed somewhat "heterodox"?

She spoke of a phrase her friend once said: "I am charming and graceful of my own accord, yet contending with no one!" What does it mean to be "charming and graceful of my own accord, yet contending with no one"?

"Of course, Xiduo, you must understand that some things are all the more pursued the more one cannot obtain them. Such an obsession can be deep or shallow, depending entirely on the degree," Bi Xuan offered her objective opinion.