Volume 1, Chapter 64: The Emperor's Dowry

The door closed, and Fudou turned to look at Fujiwara without speaking. He knew she had many questions for him, so he was waiting for her to begin.

This was an ancient array formation, one he had crafted for Guizi Dalang before his departure. The collapse of this formation proved that Guizi Dalang was finished.

Mo Li could not help covering her face. Did he really need to count them out loud? Besides, couldn't he have been more covert and counted to himself? Was he trying to make sure everyone knew what he was doing? Standing among so many people, she felt embarrassed for him.

This place felt like the palm of a demon's hand, where everyone was toyed with by that evil force.

He glanced around. There were just over a hundred people from the Jintian Courtyard. Aside from a few whose expressions remained completely calm, the rest looked rather grim.

Fujiwara sat down, expressionless on the bench, her head slightly lowered. The angle caused the light to reflect off her lenses, creating a solid glare of white. After a moment of silence, she gently covered her mouth and nose with one hand to hide her slightly trembling lips. Deep within her heart, emotions surged with unimaginable sorrow.

"Master, Master~ Are there any tasty treats~?" As soon as Meow Meow appeared, it started searching everywhere for delicious food, but unfortunately, Li Mu's room only held some instant noodles and canned goods provided by the hotel.

The Golden Core is the foundational lifeline of a cultivator in the Core Formation realm, and it is also the sole prerequisite for advancing to the Nascent Soul realm.

When Gong Ming mentioned this over dinner to Wang Lingyun and Yan You, the entire table instantly fell silent.

The enhanced versions of the Claw Yellow Lightning and the Heaven-Shattering and Dragon-Slaying weapons struck with full force, barely managing to preserve the panda battle spirit nestled inside Yue Jin's battle spirit from being completely destroyed.

"Director Chen, I noticed you didn't eat much this evening and only drank. With your sensitive stomach, you're bound to feel uncomfortable. This is a soup I asked the hotel to simmer for you. It might not taste like home, but it should be quite decent. Please have some," Xiao Fang said with a smile to Chen Jiran.

Although she spoke very lightly, I was still uneasy. I accompanied her to the hotel, helped her check into a room, and after repeatedly confirming that she did not want company, I left with a heavy heart.

He caught up with her at the elevator entrance just as the doors were about to close. Disregarding everything, he squeezed inside with a loud commotion. Startled by the sudden movement, Song Can reflexively reached out and pressed the open-door button, fortunately avoiding being caught. Frowning, she looked at him and parted her lips, but ultimately swallowed the words of reproach.

Before she could finish her sentence, Han Su lowered his head and directly sealed her lips. At first, Song Can struggled, but gradually her arms wrapped around his neck, returning his kiss. Tears were still flowing, and an indescribable ache filled her heart. She was drunk, yet not entirely drunk.

Ya Qi knew it wasn't true, and afterward she remained completely distracted, constantly thinking about Xu Haoyan. Walking blindly, she ended up bumping into someone, especially given that she was already pregnant. In the end, the gathering had to disperse early, and she lowered her head in quiet guilt.

Soon after, Ged dreamed of that thing—it looked like a massive bear with neither a head nor a face. In the dream, it seemed to be prowling outside the house along the walls, searching for a door. Ever since he had been clawed by the creature and subsequently healed, this was the first time Ged had dreamed of it. Upon waking, Ged felt weak and chilled, and the scars on his face and shoulder throbbed tightly.

If it weren't for the fact that they both detested Su Xia, and that her devious ideas surpassed her own while still holding some utility, how could she possibly associate with someone like her?

Cheng Biting, who had changed her outfit at some unknown point, wore a delicate sorrow upon her exquisitely beautiful face.

Xu Haoyan's gaze followed Jinmian the entire time. Seeing Jinmian and her companion sit down and laugh together, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. Impulsively, he stood up and strode toward them. Jinmian took a deep breath. Was her relationship with Xu Haoyan an inescapable debt from a past life? Why did she run into him no matter where she went?

Watching the earthy-gray layer gradually fade from Ji Ya's body to reveal the golden hue beneath, my gaze turned complicated and wistful. Inadvertently, I had actually helped her complete her transformation. Would she truly transform into a dragon from this day forward?

I cast a guilty glance toward the door outside. Was Ji Ya eavesdropping out there? It didn't seem right to remain silent forever either. What a headache, truly a massive headache.

Federal politicians were well aware that Chou Xingyu's faction, the Komia Northern Faction, was pro-federal. Chou Xingyu replacing Waters to step into the Star Sovereign's residence was undoubtedly the outcome they most wished to see.

Signaling the wolf cub to keep an eye on those who appeared to be guards here, Zhang Jiaming followed his mother's scent alone and entered the village. That scent grew even more familiar, and in his eagerness to find his mother, Zhang Jiaming overlooked one detail: that aura bore not a shred of vitality.

Night fell, and the company employees left in twos and threes, save for those preparing to work overtime. Ze Yun left his office. Tong Guoguai had not appeared all afternoon, and due to his engrossment in work, he had not gone to look for her either.

"Let me and my mother go, and I will tell you where Shang Zao is," Fan Xueyi said coldly.

After a fierce war of words, Xiao Chen and Xiao Shilang finally reached a compromise. In the end, all of us chose to proceed with the original plan to deal with the meteorite.

"Classmate Wang Dabao, I hope you can give the flash drive to me. We can let this matter go. At worst, I'll treat you better in the future and stop scolding you, okay?" Huang Jiewen flushed slightly under my gaze, a pleading expression slipping into her voice.

She looked at Lan Xi before her. From the moment they met until now, Lan Xi had constantly protected her, shielding her with all her might. Perhaps she could trust her.

The bone-chilling, ghostly green flames did not burn the two werewolves or the clothes in their hands, but the two of them felt a bizarre, twisting agony—a pain so intense it tore at their lungs and hearts.

Someone had already met with disaster during the day, and to think that trouble would strike even the botanical garden by evening.

Ye was already drenched in sweat, his body feeling somewhat drained. He used his sleeve to wipe the perspiration from his face. For a fifth-tier alchemist to handle such a workload and actually complete it was truly remarkable. He took a deep breath and tossed the ten-thousand-year celestial lingzhi into the alchemy furnace.