Volume One, Chapter 54: Collector's Edition! Autographed Edition! The Depths of Pingchuan's Schemes Are Unfathomable!

However, when Long Aotian saw the Third Prince of the Dragon King, he did not cower in fear or lose control of himself. On the contrary, he appeared extremely excited and stepped forward eagerly.

Long Aotian forcibly activated both the Domain of Water and the Divine Protection Shield, yet his health still plummeted significantly.

Now that all the guests at the banquet had seen Yan Mingjiu arrive, and knew that Cang Zimeng at his side was pregnant, many previous doubts were dispelled.

As for those two dishes from Hong Jiudao… Li Jiani tasted them with her chopsticks but soon put them down. She didn’t even touch the soup. In her opinion, after finally getting a chance at delicious food, eating Hong Jiudao’s dishes would ruin the lingering taste in her mouth.

The peachwood sword previously used had cost a hundred merit points. It was useful, but ultimately weak—only good for converting spiritual energy into magic power.

Most rural doors nowadays are wooden. A few more chops with that sword would surely destroy them.

Before that figure clad in bright yellow approached, Ning Wanxin quickly changed her expression, becoming delicate and pitiable, as if suffering tremendous grievance.

“Thank you,” Zhou Zilan finally accepted Jiang Yuanjin’s talisman for exorcism, lowering her head as she spoke.

On her arm, a massive black scorpion lay dormant, its raised tail arched high, striking terror into the heart.

Her parents were gone, leaving only a younger sister and no other relatives. Her grandparents lived in the countryside, so tuition and living expenses had to be subsidized by the school.

Moreover, the North and East campuses were quite far apart. If they came over, it would be noticed long before they arrived.

As the tank’s bloodied, halved body fell to the ground, the crimson glow on his chest faded away.

Most of the time, what they relied on was Nangong Yao’s perseverance and patience, along with his cunning and shamelessness.

Though it wasn’t late, several tables in the main hall were already occupied. Having changed clothes to serve dishes, Mo Fei was also made hungry by the scent of Peking duck.

As expected, after walking only ten minutes, the whistling sound of arrows suddenly came from both ahead and behind—dozens of sharp wooden arrows, all whittled to a point.

Though it was the first time Jiang Xun had ever lain on the same bed as a man, she felt no nervousness—only a sense of complete security.

At that moment, Huo Yiduo happened to turn to hand Shen Jiaxi a bottle of mineral water, and caught sight of the CD cover in Zhao Xue’er’s hand.

A faint smile appeared on Du Heng’s face. Chi Ying, the Vermilion Bird blood you need—there might really be a way to obtain it.

No matter her reasons for going overseas or what drove her to the old island, it no longer mattered.

A gentle breeze of wind energy flowed through Tang Xin’s body. Following the cultivation method recorded in “Windswept World,” Tang Xin began his slow practice.

Wang Xiantong was hesitant. The man before him was a wanted criminal; the Embroidered Guards could appear at any moment. If he were caught, what would happen?

Yu Qingrou glanced back; immediately, everyone’s phones were aimed at the animals to the sides, followed by a rapid succession of shutter clicks.

Once the danger had passed, Lin Han continued on his way. After crossing the stone bridge, he checked his position and set off in a new direction.

After Li Feng finished speaking, Xu Hu suddenly fell silent. His gaze locked onto Li Feng’s eyes, but Li Feng met his stare openly and without fear.

“No, I’m at home, didn’t go ghost-hunting. Hold on, I’ll put your uncle on the phone so you two can chat,” Auntie said with a smile.

“You wander off with him for half a year. Do you not care about your mother anymore?” Butterfly Flower demanded.

On the second floor of Yu Lai Inn, two figures leapt out—their direction was unmistakably toward the Liu family estate.

“No worries, you can trust my work. In all my years, I’ve never failed a job,” Old Man Mei boasted, stroking his beard.

Yu Qingrou, seeing the steak before her, showed no restraint—she picked it up and ate, though the portion was small. A few bites and it was gone, not even enough to fill the gaps between her teeth.

Why hadn’t it been mentioned in the earlier meeting? Why wait until after Night Pine stated his purpose or ideals to bring it up? Why not during their initial conversation?

Feiyan smiled slightly, opening the clothes Ye Feng had bought for her. “My word! How did she suddenly become so alluring?” Ye Feng, after washing his hands, looked at himself in the mirror, trying to regain his composure.

This was far beyond Bardock’s expectations. He had thought his encouragement could only speed things up by ten days or so, never imagining Goku’s willpower would be this formidable. It had far surpassed all limits.

In the suddenly quiet room, Xuan Ming felt a sense of unease. He sat dazed for a moment, then slowly straightened up in bed, reached out to lift the quilt, and swung his legs to the floor. He bowed his head deeply, burying his face in his hands.

Shui Li did not rise, remaining kneeling. Yun Xiao, in her resplendent yellow ceremonial robes, stepped coldly past her, her train brushing the floor, attended by numerous palace servants as she departed.

“Damn it, I do everything while you always order me around,” Su Dong grumbled.

“Maple Leaf Valley is truly beautiful. By the way, Sister Zhaxi, why is it always like spring in Maple Leaf Valley? And why are the peach blossoms always in bloom?” Liu Qingxi asked.

Liu Potian arrived at once, presiding at the Ye family to oversee the old master’s safety.

Jin Se and Zhongli Shuo were not intimate, but calling her ‘Your Highness Jin Se’ felt awkward. This vague formality was neither here nor there, but no one could truly object.

Elder Yin, ignoring Wang Jie’s astonishment, turned to the others and offered a slight bow. “This year’s tournament is now concluded. Until next year, I bid you farewell.”

“Is it possible to forge a new body?” Jun Yixiao blurted out. In his heart, he’d long resolved to help Xiaoxiao solve the problem at its root, for she was now like a tree without roots.

It was plain that Seraphine was truly angry; had it not been for so many eyes upon them, that staff member might not have survived.

Outside the northern suburbs of Peng City, the Assistant Magistrate Gao Qian, Secretary Li Tingzhi, and others all waited at the city gate, preparing to welcome Tuoba Shen and his entourage into the city.

“Well, a family of dragons ought to be honest with each other,” the Dragon King sighed again, and finally revealed the truth.

…To think so many works had been released—what kind of life had he been living this past year?