Volume 1, Chapter 68: Beijing Literature Comes Knocking

When Lin Fan caught sight of Fatty He and the other three, the damned fatty actually imitated Miri and lunged straight toward him.

The first time he saw Qiangzi, the man was wearing a pair of cotton slippers. Upon seeing me, he handed me a cigarette and asked for my name.

Lin Fan smiled with his eyes narrowing. Hearing the piercing alarms echoing throughout every corner of the cruise ship, he felt as though he were walking on air.

Whenever she saw someone else wearing a pretty garment, she would gaze at it a little longer. Later on, if anyone happened to hang nice clothes outside, regardless of whether they truly looked good or not, she would simply take them away.

Her grandmother had told her long ago that her future husband would be named Xuanyuan Han, and that she had come into this world solely for him. Aside from him, she was forbidden to marry anyone else.

Thus, so as not to let down the Great King's warm hospitality, the nine-tailed fox Liuliu exerted herself even more vigorously in consuming the mortal world's willpower.

As one of the dual entities born alongside the Chaotic Dark Deity, amidst the world of shadows and gloom, there also existed mutually arising and opposing forces! Phantom Light was the force opposed to the Chaotic Dark Deity; yet, he was not light itself, but rather an illusory shadow of light—that was Phantom Light.

Yet the more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became. He had never imagined that this time, deep within a mountain cave, he would encounter an A-grade high-tier demonic beast.

Shi Zhenxiang bit down fiercely on the opponent's arm, clamping on so tightly that nothing could make it let go.

Naturally, if you truly messed up, being complained about a couple of times was no big deal, provided the other person didn't hurl excessive abuse.

This single painting encompassed all of China's most renowned landscapes, featuring not only towering mountains like Mount Tai and Mount Hua, but also glistening waters such as Lijiang and the West Lake, alongside a series of iconic representations of China like the Great Wall.

When he first came to the mortal realm, no one witnessed how he arrived, so nobody knew how disheveled he had been as he crawled out from that dog-hole-like cavern.

Before the new sword formula was fully mastered, it was currently more efficient to use the Blood-Shattering Flying Swords rather than the sword formula itself. This was because his Blood-Shattering Flying Swords had been replaced by a new batch, forged by modifying those two top-tier immortal-grade sabers. Those sabers had originally been acquired from the stone puppet mechanisms at the entrance of the third level.

Nobody knew how much time had passed, but when Xiao Qi slowly drifted back to consciousness, he discovered that he had turned into a wisp of consciousness, floating above a desolate expanse of land.

At Meng Fan's tacit signal, Wenren Shu subsequently picked up the captive and laid him gently onto Meng Fan's bed.

Following the usual sequence, the third item he consumed was the blue fruit. Because the blue fruit enhanced mental faculties, it would exert a certain degree of impact on one's spiritual awareness. If he had consumed the blue fruit right at the beginning, his body might not have been able to withstand the strain.

Fan Guyi's face was deathly pale. A pool of blood stained the ground, and some had splattered onto his lapels. Using his hand heated by alchemy fire, he picked up a medicinal pill and popped it into his mouth, blood still lingering at the corners of his lips.

Meng Fan was wild with joy. Utilizing the ghost mask and the Thousand Ghosts Thousand Faces technique, he could disguise himself as Shanzi's appearance. Since Su Pei had already asked him to consider returning to the Immortal-Meeting Sect, he could just ride the momentum and quietly infiltrate the sect.

That disciple raised his head, a calm and faint smile resting upon his face. With a gentle press of his palm outward, a ripple diffused through the air, causing the three piercing glints of light to instantly suspend mid-air—they turned out to be three Go pieces.

Who would have thought that after securing fifth place, he would quietly fade into the background, settling down in a low-profile manner within the Southern Wu Sect? Thereafter, very few tales of his exploits ever reached the cultivation world.

In order to gather grain and provisions for the front-line troops, Prime Minister Meric, who remained stationed in the rear, came dangerously close to searching every single household and scraping the bottom of the rice jars of the common folk.

Unexpectedly, his foot caught on some unknown object, and with a stumble, he plunged straight into the embrace.

Someone like Xi Fuwei—acting as a friend, a partner, a colleague, or a comrade... was wonderful in any capacity. But to speak of becoming a romantic couple was simply asking far too far of him.

This system ought to be distinct from the Censorate; it should not merely serve to impeach officials of the hundred ranks, but rather to supervise the operations of various levels of yamen—such as ensuring whether the policies formulated by the Protectorate were truly implemented on the ground or merely met with empty compliance.

After breakfast, once Bai Muxue had simply tidied herself up, Lin Feng drove her toward the Bai family estate.

Therefore, to have her say from the bottom of her heart that if Xi Zongwang and Xi Fuci were doing well, she would rather the Emperor had never dug the canal and rather she had never known Shen Qielan... might not even be her true inner sentiment.

School days always remained monotonous. Coupled with the gradually intensifying summer heat, the students naturally developed a sense of tedium and weariness. When such emotions accumulated excessively, they drastically magnified psychological pressure; if not vented in a timely manner, they easily caused one to become listless and lethargic.

Amidst this chaotic stellar battlefield stood a dilapidated encampment. Its protective grand array was still functioning, though it was merely putting up a stubborn last stand, as countless hordes of Heavenly Demon troops surrounded and attacked them. Furthermore, it was glaringly obvious that the guardian of that encampment had already fallen, otherwise those Heavenly Demon armies would never have been allowed to run so rampant.

"To be apart for a single day yet having you throw yourself into my arms like this, your husband is deeply gratified." Qiao Mingye shielded her, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips, which curved into a wide smile.

After all, ever since his arrival, the historical trajectory of this place had been completely altered. Not only had the original plot vanished, but a multitude of previously unrecorded powerhouses had also emerged out of nowhere.

Yan Li acknowledged the remark with a hum. Before eating, she subconsciously checked Wang Yueban's live stream first, only to discover that everyone was releasing new songs. Filled with a pleasant surprise, she hurriedly opened Penguin Music.

Even with a master's guidance, one could only be taught the experiential methods of seeking the Dao, yet no one could point out the specific Dao that you yourself needed to find.

Unable to make sense of it all, Ning Ning simply blurted out, "Aunty? Why on earth are you coming to me to avenge your aunty? I didn't do anything to her."