Volume One, Chapter 82: Don't Call Me Miss, Call Me Jingzhu!

He was not concerned about the unworthy being chosen, for all of this vital energy had to be gathered from the "nation" by paralyzing the Divine Dragon. If anyone displeased him, with just a thought, he could cut off their source of power, turning their lofty tower into a foundationless edifice, which would instantly collapse.

These were branded cosmetics she had bought in France, chosen especially for Qiao Qiao—a token of her gratitude.

With the words spoken, Qin Zhentian and Yun Hua paid Lin Yi no further heed; whether he acted or not was his own decision.

Ke Diqi thought to himself that the age was still acceptable—no more than twenty. If the skills were up to par, there would be value in cultivating him.

Was it excitement? No, perhaps sorrow. Fate toys with mortals. The palace she despised most had, ironically, ensnared him within its walls. There was no time to resist, nor any room for it, and he felt that the distance between him and her was becoming ever greater.

Ye Shaohui anxiously recited the summoning incantation seven or eight times in quick succession, but it was all in vain, as fruitless as drawing water with a bamboo basket.

Yu Feng’s gaze drifted over the surroundings. He had only explained the mission requirements to Sansheng Youxing and the others, but as for the details and the consequences they might entail, he had said little.

This mode is still in the testing phase. If you experience any discomfort, you may exit immediately and will receive a compensation gift. Thank you for your cooperation.

Sisters will always be sisters. With a single sentence, his younger sister saw through Xu Yang’s intentions, causing him, as her elder brother, to flush with embarrassment.

In Hu Yan Xining’s eyes, everything about Mu Jin Feng was perfect. Compared to Mu Jin Yue’s obsession with the crown prince, her own admiration for Mu Jin Feng was by no means any less ardent.

All along the way, I told her about many recent events, but she never once replied. She simply gazed out the car window in silence, her thoughts unreadable.

Or perhaps, could it be that those celebrities from that stick-wielding country might one day be transformed into our own regional governors?

"Let me ask you something—have you ever lost a knife, something like a Tang sword?" I asked him.

The Emperor’s intentions were clear and barely concealed; he evidently wished to use this opportunity to propose a marriage alliance.

Liu Dongsheng, Censor of Jingji Province and Director of Education for Zhili, had once been at odds with him. Jia Cong, famed as "the greatest prodigy of Dashun," was Liu Dongsheng’s student. Nevertheless, he did not intend to let this affect his impartiality.

In the end, he was outwitted by the reborn Su Ziren, who left him saddled with enormous debts and driven to suicide by his creditors.

Zhen Baoyu remained silent. He knew making soap required soda ash, lime, and fats. It sounded simple, but in this era, were fats cheap? Whether animal or vegetable, they were all expensive. That was the first obstacle.

Black Charcoal Serpent was a man of ambition. Even with his high status in the Land of Harmony, he was not content, wishing to climb higher. Yet, lacking the strength and reputation of a great name, he did not dare to rebel.

An Yi acted decisively to snatch the food. After a brief battle of chopsticks, the dumpling ultimately landed securely in Tao Yan’s grasp.

District One had long been regarded as the weakest of the four. This reputation led to far fewer newcomers compared to the other three districts, and the once subtle gap in development was now widening.

“It’s alright, I just haven’t exerted myself like this in a long time. I’m exhausted. But really, I blame you for this. I should be getting proper rest, but you’re always thwarting my efforts to sleep at night. Sometimes I wonder if you’re practicing some strange technique—what’s it called? Harvesting Yin to supplement Yang.” She laid all the blame squarely at his feet.

Her gaze swept over her descendants, passing from face to face. When she reached Qiao Dongyang, her eyes stopped, darkening, growing cold, stabbing into him like a knife.

Before coming here, Ling Yan had already heard rumors that someone had robbed a grand tomb. It might even be the tomb of a prince or minister from the end of the Han dynasty or the Three Kingdoms era, for only their tombs would be accompanied by such bizarre creatures.

After following Black and White Impermanence into the Hall of Underworld Messengers, Ye Lingdao, guided by them, passed through a corridor into the rear of the hall and thus saw the Hall Master's residence.

"Then what about the blood in your veins?" Miao Buxing still could not believe it—Ling Zhi had betrayed him at the very last moment.

In other words, in truth, Ling Yi’s entanglement with Kongmen had begun many years before he even set foot in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

"You should lie down for a while. Though you were innocently implicated this time, the fact remains that they hate you, and nothing I say can change that. Still, if I say no one can touch you, then no one will." His body was weak now; if someone wanted him dead, the soldiers of Yinan could easily do it.

“Let’s go.” Having dealt with those outside the city, Bai Murong was eager to head for the southern gate—the only official road north into Broken Pearl City. There, Jiang Shuai would be leading troops to suppress the unrest.

Her hand fell once more upon his face. Her touch was cold, but he was colder still, chilling to the bone.

Life passed uneventfully until one afternoon, Aniu received a call from Black Four. After a brief exchange, Aniu bade farewell to Xilin, left the kindergarten, and rushed over at once.

In the sky, the four who had just entered the water soared upwards again. This time, however, they could not control themselves; their yet unhealed injuries flared up once more.

Compared to a country bumpkin whose distant relative was a governor, the young master of a great power like Hua Shao was naturally the better candidate.