Volume One, Chapter 40: Su Mu Is a Dog

Dongfang Yan had never cared for the arrogance of Xiao City, but he still had to show the Xiao family some respect. Reluctantly, he handed his phone to Dongfang Yuqing, who was standing to the side reflecting on his mistakes.

"Mother, my brother is hurt!" Ming Xin suddenly appeared beside Mo Lan, holding Ming Hui. He had tried to protect his brother, but a sudden sense of danger directed at Mo Lan had distracted him, allowing a seventh-rank python to wound Ming Hui.

Now that he had more than five million, the original excitement of buying a house had faded. However, after listening to Yang Fei describe the scenery, Lu Feifan began to consider whether to purchase a property, even if just for vacations.

Shi Xi’s eyelashes fluttered twice. She shoved the tablet back into his hands and looked away, still feeling a heavy, unhappy knot in her chest.

In Wei Feng's heart, this was like the difference between a senior and a junior disciple. In theory, he and Da Peng shared the same master, but their current achievements were worlds apart.

Facing the enemy head-on was certainly courageous, but the casualties would undoubtedly be higher. With only these three thousand men under his command, Hua An was confident that he could fully secure their loyalty within the next few months.

The Blood Pool of Gods and Demons was a divine relic from the Middle Ages. Countless formidable savage and spirit beasts had been hunted, their blood poured into the pool, and after settling for years, the essence within could not only awaken one's bloodline but even offer cultivators a chance at a second physical rebirth.

Rong Sijing stared deeply at the person before him, his thin lips pressed into a cold, hard line. He said nothing.

Hearing Mo Chen’s words, everyone was filled with admiration. They felt that with such a boss, their future was bound to be bright.

He unleashed the Nine Heavens Dragon Soaring Technique. Silver light flickered beneath his feet as he suddenly transformed into a blurred phantom, flickering before Su Zetian before striking out with a palm.

At dinner, the third branch caused another scene, but fortunately, the old butler knew how to handle such matters and managed to shut them down with a few words. It was also fortunate that they would be able to light fires and cook the next day; unable to light candles that night, they had no choice but to go to bed early.

The physician smiled, "Since I have said I can heal the patient, I will certainly do so. Please reassure the General." His words carried the same implication as those of Rong Qi. At this point, there was no need for the guards to remain.

Lin Qing chirped a few sentences from the other end. Chen Yi answered intermittently, occasionally too lazy to reply, until she drifted into a hazy sleep.

If she were an ordinary person unaware of her background, she might have been captivated by the Queen Bee’s strange, alluring pheromones. But now, she was facing Bei Nansang—a man as steady as a mountain, whose emotions remained unreadable.

White spheres of light gathered continuously, and the tribulation clouds swirled in the sky. Suddenly, two bolts of purple lightning erupted from the violet clouds, striking toward me with the speed of a flash, rushing forward like long dragons with overwhelming momentum.

The instigators of this grand spectacle, the profiteers Song Youde and Dugu Hong, had naturally made preparations long ago, which led to the scene described at the beginning.

In other words, the Xia Kingdom had usurped the throne of Donglin. No wonder Jinxiu had said on the very first day that the Donglin royal lineage had been extinguished.

Originally, if the lawyer hadn't come, Dugu Hong would have forgotten the matter. In the whole affair, he was at best a puppet driven by his own nature, knowing nothing at all. But since the lawyer had delivered himself to his doorstep, how could Dugu Hong let him go?

Qu Qingfeng was a descendant of a military family who had turned to Confucianism. It seemed that the scholarly tradition had completely died out with him. However, although Qu Qingfeng had a fiery temperament, he was meticulous and observant. The essence of Confucianism resided in his bones rather than his outward appearance, which made Xie Junrui look like nothing more than a gilded ornament to him.

—She was crying silently while draped over the body that had just been removed from the cold storage, already stiff and icy.

Since the question had been asked, Li Xue couldn't hide it anymore. She glared at Mu Jingsheng and recounted the events.

While pursuing them, Hua Yan called Qiqi. He felt it was necessary to notify her; after all, only Qiqi could steady Su Xiaoran’s temper.

Wu Mengyang nodded, admitting that the marriage arrangement with Yuan Ling'er was not his own desire, and that he did not love her.

Everyone respectfully saw the prefect off. Master Deng and his party stayed for a while before leaving, leaving only a few dozen soldiers to stand guard. Yi Fan asked Zhuge Liuyun to return and rest first, while he prepared to stay and investigate further.

Ren You lit the copper oil lamp. The pungent scent of smoke made her frown slightly. Seeing that it was already past midnight, she opened the door and stepped out.

Having just completed his transformation, and despite intentionally concealing some of his power from Ilida and the others, Adier’s current strength had only just reached the second level. In the current situation, he could not guarantee his own safety.

"No way, I'm already like this, and you still recognize me?" Jiang Tianrui touched the black mask over his head, quite astonished.

Elder Shunshi took half a month to return to the Wutong Sect, and without even stopping to rest, he went straight to find the Founding Master.

If she had known it would almost kill her and worry her family so much, she never would have been so reckless as to try and sense spiritual energy. Bai Bing was filled with guilt.

The horizontal strike was a whirlwind, and the downward strike was a waterfall. The King, wielding the Azure Sword, was like a rampaging rock-drilling machine, his blade rotating in all directions, mercilessly crushing everything in its path.