Volume One, Chapter 50: An Older Woman Marries a Wealthy Man

People often say “scared to the point of wetting oneself” to describe such a physiological reaction, but Chen Xiao was not frightened.

“What exactly happened? Is the princess alright?” As soon as he stepped outside, he anxiously asked the guard.

Chen Xiao couldn’t help but laugh, which helped him recover considerably. Soon, he felt the urge to urinate again and hurriedly asked He Biting and Zhang Xiaoran to stop so they could quickly take care of it nearby, after which he fully regained his composure.

“I never expected the Sixth Prince to humble himself and apologize. Since that’s the case, I will accept your apology. Now, can you step aside? I want to go back,” Mo Xiao said, unwilling to spend even a minute longer with Qiao Feiyi.

Shangguan Ziyu displayed all his emotions openly to Shi Yu because Shi Yu was now a treasure he was refining, and there was no need for Shangguan Ziyu to hide his feelings.

“There is a carriage; Deputy Captain Zhao reserved one for me. But arrangements are needed for the Niu army,” Commander Li said.

“Our Xiao’er is truly capable. With your help managing the household, Mother can rest easier,” Madam Mo said, having learned of her illness and the need for bed rest.

Except for Hua Feiyang, the others—Hua Feicheng, Hua Feiqing, Tong Deye, and Shan Yushun—were all fully accomplished in the Mortal Lord realm.

Ye Bai’s eyes flickered as his body transformed into a silver streak, vanishing beneath the giant stone.

Hearing the man’s teasing tone, He Muwan turned around and found his handsome face inches away. By coincidence or fate, as she turned, her lips met his directly.

Yun Jinli transplanted some herbs along the way and collected some quality spirit stones she came across.

Ma Yunlu’s heart surged with emotion; the feelings buried deep within her burst forth, washing away her lingering worries and restraint.

Since she was willing to be with him, what harm was there in spending more silver? He certainly didn’t want to marry someone dull and unfeeling.

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The Jun family was always discreet; Madam Jun’s hospitalization was never something to be publicly broadcast.

Outside, rain was still falling—not heavily, but enough that raindrops drifted onto Ye Jiaqi’s face, dampening her hairline.

One day in April, with perfect sunshine and a gentle breeze, her father’s spirit suddenly improved significantly. He walked alone with a cane to the middle of the village road, greeting villagers from Sanlitun as they passed.

By the tone, Yijing seemed to recognize him but apologized and quickly looked again, only to admit he still couldn’t recall.

Yun Jinli nodded; she only needed to hear something once to remember it perfectly. Her photographic memory gave her an astonishing talent for learning.

Lan Yi’s face changed drastically; he dodged behind Yijing, glaring furiously. This man looked so refined but was actually such a scoundrel?

Great God Luanqing spoke up, determined to prove his ability, or else he wouldn’t know where to put his pride.

After the twisted celestial wood broke through the Earth Emperor’s prison cage, it continued to extend, growing into a colossal thirty-zhang tall tree standing on the arena like a living being, radiating terrifying pressure.

“Childish!” Ling Yun sneered disdainfully, but the spirit of the ring clung desperately to his sleeve. Reluctantly, Ling Yun had no choice but to link pinkies.

“I see! That explains why I haven’t sensed any presence in the Suspended Mind realm or felt any stirrings of inner demons lately. It’s all thanks to you!” Mo Kui suddenly realized, then asked, “Is it also your doing that this place is shrouded in gray mist?”

Although on the surface, Reich and Rong Ge appeared together, dozens of psychics were actually surrounding and protecting Reich, none of whom were weak. Thus, anyone from Xiao Yue attempting to break in would pay a tremendous price.

The grotesque beast’s massive sharp beak struck the pink flame cluster like a giant sword but crashed heavily onto the ground the next moment.

When he finally arrived at his destination, an elderly man was waiting. The old man’s face bore a radiant smile, serene as a deity.

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Seeing Shihuo retreat, Yang Ran took a step forward. Within his eyes, the Sacred Demon Nirvana Flame swirled upward, emitting a terrifying heat that instantly turned the surroundings scorching.

He glanced back at Ji Yanran, who seemed to have fainted, leaning quietly against a wall.

The Yin-Yang Left-Right Demon Sect was nearly as powerful as the Bi Yun Sect. Their only shortcoming was lacking an invincible stronghold.

In the imperial palace, Liu Shouguang witnessed Bai Suzhen emerge like a lotus from water, his heart filled with joy. He hadn’t expected such beauty within the palace.

“Don’t you remember Sister Weiwei asked you to take off your coat for me?” Wang Meina blinked and said.

Du Shisanniang and Siqintana appeared; it was her first time seeing a cigar the color of tree bark.

“Why?” Guo Zhinan growled, dragging Zhang Ting from the doorway to the bedside.

Vik was momentarily stunned but then nodded. He had learned that this district was a maze; without a guide, finding a viable path was almost impossible.

“My identity with Huiyuan is confirmed. Yours, however, cannot be proven. But I believe today’s incident has nothing to do with you. You don’t have the ability to trap me here,” Jiang Yuetian continued, exuding dominance.

“Let’s go!” Zheng Yu nodded, heart ablaze. Catherine had finally arrived. Though her face remained calm, her soul was restless. Naturally, she didn’t notice Li Qiming’s tone harden when mentioning ‘idle bystanders,’ nor his hostile glare at Zhou Junkai.

The three stood at the exit of the stone stairs, watching Qin Yue smiling—a transformation from the soul, a spiritual transcendence.