Volume 1, Chapter 26: Can't Afford a Scar, It’s Too Distressing

“How dangerous is it?” He Buwei asked dismissively, secretly hoping the raid would fail so he could return to the team sooner and lead the Nine-Lives Raccoon Cats in their matches! After all, the Nine-Lives Raccoon Cats had proven their strength with two flawless victories, and invitations to compete kept pouring in. Skipping these matches now would be nothing short of a crime.

Blessed with keen wit and extraordinary hearing, He Buwei recognized the footsteps as soon as they approached.

Barria loaded bullets while turning his head, surprised by Yang Yi’s calm and sharp gaze.

Yet Yunxiang never expected that her master would leak the information prematurely just to compete for favor with Noble Consort Xi at such a critical moment.

Doro initially wanted to refuse the room but, seeing the indifferent attitude of the innkeeper, he reluctantly acquiesced.

Mr. Kohler remained calm and unreadable, but Lingard, representing the Middle Eastern Alliance, wore a face etched with anxiety.

Because from this moment onward, I knew all the twists of fate my father spoke of would be tested, one by one, through time.

Remarkably, on his first attempt at the Talent Tower, he immediately became a top-tier disciple. Perhaps one day, he truly would conquer the hundred-step celestial ladder.

“Hmph, a dog never stops eating filth. I’ve seen plenty like you,” Li Hu said coldly. Though he chatted amicably with Zhang Zhen, he was well aware of the situation here. Someone as sharp as him surely understood why Zhang Zhen had summoned him.

After Yu Ci left, he drifted into a hazy sleep. But not long after the IV drip finished, a nurse came in to remove the needle, waking him. With Dr. Liu absent, nurses from the emergency room frequently came by his ward like a revolving door, leaving him no peace to rest; he decided to get up and check on Wei Yue.

She had subconsciously wanted to call Ling Yuan but reconsidered. The relationship between Ling Yuan and Lin Zhuyin... claiming no resentment was surely false.

Ran Bizhi said, “I want to leave here and live my own life.” Gazing at the scenery below the cliff, his thoughts slowly drifted away.

The guests continued to arrive, with many coming to greet Lin Zhengnan. Out of courtesy, he had to mingle. Lin Weiyue, often away, though the center of attention today, had no friends at the banquet and thus found herself free to rest in the lounge, awaiting the start of the event.

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The lecherous old man still lay unconscious in the bar’s private room, but Meiling had used magic to erase his memory of seeing her face. Such magic was energy-draining and only effective on ordinary mortals without cultivation.

Ye Weiyang smiled: “I promised my brother I’d help him today, and I never break my word.” Though speaking to the hostess, his eyes were fixed on Meng Chuanqing.

Shao Gang was utterly exhausted and had no patience left for pleasantries with Shao Chen. After a brief wave and a farewell, he left the Lin family villa.

Shao Chen’s vision was unobstructed again; on Weiyue’s back, two blood boils continuously oozed blood.

A faint protective barrier formed around her unconsciously; even the azure immortal robe she wore was a supreme-grade defensive garment.

With a furious roar from Sang Bo, the prince turned and fled once more. Still dazed, having not recognized Lord Liang’s carriage from several dozen meters away, the poor lighting and angle left him confused.

Yan Mingqiao lay in bed for a while, wondering if she could still receive a red envelope this New Year despite her age. She should—her mother always prepared the same silver cakes engraved with pine and cypress each year.

Chen Qingyou’s memories perfectly merged with his own, helping him understand his true identity and complete the cultivation of the Four-Star Emperor Wheel Technique.

Yan Mingye’s courtyard had only two elderly gatekeepers, two slightly older maids, and a nanny—hardly many people.

At that moment, a calm voice sounded, instantly dispelling all the oppressive pressure weighing on them.

“No problem, then get back to your work!” Yi Anguo nodded in satisfaction.

But Zhou Zedong’s psyche was already fragile. She dreaded that her neglect might cause her child harm.

Though in the city, this area was hardly developed. Some land was still used by the Old East Street residents for vegetable cultivation.

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At some unknown time, all the palace attendants had withdrawn. The setting sun’s glow bathed Song Wuxia, making him appear even more like a victorious war god.

Black and yellow hues shimmered beneath Lin Xiao’s skin. In that immeasurable moment, Lin Xiao’s mysterious Black Tortoise True Spirit underwent a wondrous transformation.

This time, Kang Dazhuang kept silent. Though his words were rough, there was truth in them.

The feeling was both familiar and strange—two years had passed since the last time this man held him in his arms.

Wow, that pitiful tone just now gave me goosebumps all over.

After seeing off Xun Yu, Yuan Ji naturally returned to his room to accompany Diao Chan and the others. He had promised to wait in his room for them, but after chatting unknowingly with Xun Yu for an hour, he wondered if they were growing impatient.

Sweeping across the entire Qiyuan World, the primordial chaos energy transformed into a unique power rule, permeating every corner of the realm like flowing mercury.

Er Zhou was puzzled but did not dwell on the interruption. The sweat in his palms reminded him of his nervousness.

His face blindness was so severe that apart from the big boss and longtime companions, he couldn’t distinguish anyone else.

Lv Tai suddenly reined in his horse and raised his right hand. The cavalry behind him slowed and halted.

The truly treacherous paths included narrow trails mere inches wide along cliffs, traversing uneven peaks and strange rocks, and several suspension bridges strung between cliffsides.