Volume 1, Chapter 24: Luo Qingyao is petty and loves to gossip behind people's backs.

Sang Hai-Ning felt that Grandma Rong had the makings of a tabloid reporter. From the moment she and Rong Shao-Qin kissed until they parted ways at the gate of the old family estate, Grandma Rong had kept her vintage camera propped up, trailing behind them to snap photos. Of course, the difference between Grandma Rong and a real paparazzo was that a paparazzo would be sneaky, whereas Grandma was brazenly open, practically itching to shove the camera lens right into her and Rong Shao-Qin’s faces.

"How could it not hurt? I can walk on my own, A-Xuan. Please put me down; you mustn't aggravate your wound again..." Ye Qing-Luo struggled, trying to get down.

After arriving at the supermarket, Shang-Guan Xiu cooperated with the police. He feigned an agreement to give his uncle one billion, even going so far as to arrange a vehicle for him that was filled with cash.

This organization had been in China for three years, using various methods to secretly capture over three hundred people. Many had died there due to all sorts of experiments and torture, only to be hastily buried in the deep mountains.

As for Yan Yi-Nuo, it was clear he would not heed Yan Lin’s commands, and playing the family card on him was useless.

With that, before the other two could react, Zi-Wu swept Zhi-Qian up in his arms and walked away without looking back.

It had been a long time since Shang-Guan Xiu had treated her with such coldness and hostility. She was truly surprised and unaccustomed to it, as he seemed genuinely furious.

Everyone was in high spirits today for the grand reunion. Luo Qing-Yan brought out the wine she had brewed herself; it was mostly fruit wine, both healthy and delicious. Even the men, including Lu Ming-Xuan, chose to drink the fruit wine, as did the elders. This was a testament to the charm of the wine Luo Qing-Yan crafted.

Although this was her second time entering the space-time tunnel, to Mu Yun-Qing, it felt completely different from the first.

Only then did she see clearly that amidst the swirling golden light stood a colossal, giant staircase that stretched endlessly upward. It was dozens of meters wide, piercing the clouds and emitting a brilliant white radiance.

He could be said to have lost this round. He had wanted to dictate the rhythm of the battle and lead Li Heng-Xuan by the nose, but he never expected Li Heng-Xuan to ignore his poisonous flames and charge straight through the heart of the inferno.

As for using it to find a companion for his second uncle or to win the favor of Luo Zi-Yan, that was even more impossible.

Li Heng-Xuan not only intended to melt its sword body to forge gauntlets, but he also wanted to use it to temper his divine soul. The sword was consumed with rage; in its fury, the sword marks in the air and the laws of time surged simultaneously, crashing down toward Li Heng-Xuan.

However, Profound Heaven Treasures and incomplete Profound Heaven Treasures were truly rare. At the very least, in all the time Fang Huai-Ran and Zhou Tong had spent in the Pearl Star Realm, they could count the number of times they had even seen one used on their fingers, let alone obtained one.

Upon reaching the Dong-Yang Realm, to convert the Yin-Yang Orbs and the Profound Yellow Orbs, they had to station themselves in the most dangerous part of the Demon Realm and participate in the war between humans and demons.

Island Wind, who had been staring at Jin Feng the entire time, watched as a barrage of shells flew toward him—it was only after Jin Feng used a skill to escape that she noticed the situation unfolding before her.

By now, many powerful demon clansmen had charged into the mist. Their strength was not to be underestimated. Given that Cheng Feng was only at the sixth-tier Dou Huang realm in terms of cultivation, even the instant-kill effect of the Sacred Shield could only neutralize those below the first-tier Dou Huang level; it was almost ineffective against the powerful experts arriving now.

In the past, Xu Xin-Yi had been scouted by the Water Spirit Light Protector of the Ling-Long Valley precisely because of her Kui-Water constitution. This constitution offered the potential to develop into a Kui-Water bloodline, which could increase one’s cultivation speed to an unimaginable degree—seven or eight times faster than an ordinary person was considered normal.

Over a hundred fortress guards were shredded into pieces in the blink of an eye by that single streak of sword energy before they could even open fire.

The sea surface, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, mirrored the cotton-white clouds floating in the sky. In the distance, the naval base stood firm, the coastline stretching out of sight. Buildings within the Admiral’s headquarters rose high along the undulating slopes; amidst the rolling white waves of the sea, they looked as magnificent as giant, stationary fish emerging from the water.