Volume 1, Chapter 37: Trying to Coax Me into Making You Breakfast Every Day?

At the Dragon Gate Inn, Tu Tanlang and Qu Wuzhou remained awake throughout the night, the former recounting his experiences. One could not help but wonder: if this White Golden Crow was not present that night, how could he know the details so clearly?

Observing Lin Ruhai on the bed, the three of them felt his condition had improved, though they could not quite pinpoint how.

Most importantly, those capable of casting a complete Patronus Charm were, without exception, wizards who could be considered the "elite" of the wizarding world.

After the exchange of greetings, they looked at Jia Cong, who wore a purple-gold crown and a python-patterned robe with a jade belt. His face was as handsome as polished jade, yet he carried an air of majesty that made it impossible for anyone to treat him lightly.

"Boom!" A brilliant, incomparable light erupted from his palm, like a divine rainbow piercing the sun, forcing others to look away.

Dou Wei, holding Da Huang, had just sat in the car when a URL suddenly appeared in a text message on his phone.

Yin did not hesitate; injured and with his combat effectiveness greatly reduced, he would only be a burden if he remained in the battle zone. He immediately chose to retreat, leaving the four others to continue fighting against Ye.

"Teacher Chef, because you chose this song, the time for rehearsals with the band has been too short."

If one were to venture outside the field, energy and matter would become incredibly sparse. Any force of existence would be diluted under such circumstances—this is an irreversible law of equilibrium, akin to osmotic pressure, and a fundamental rule of the multiverse ecosystem.

Reduced to a helpless invalid, a fate worse than death, Jiang Changan felt his hope crumbling. Suddenly, a searing heat bloomed in his chest, spreading rapidly toward his back.

Yun Tianlan looked proud. "I am past the age of being a hacker." He was now engaged in more challenging tasks, such as leadership and command.

Hua Xuanji felt as if she were lying on prickly straw; her head felt heavy and dull. Struggling to open her eyes, she looked up and was shocked to discover she was in a prison cell.

Being stared at so intensely made Hua Xuanji feel deeply uncomfortable. Whether from the heat of the water or sheer shyness, her face had flushed a deep, vibrant red.

"What kind of good stuff did you film? Candid shots?" I put down the steamed bun in my hand and took the camera from Xiong Shuai.

"We must capture him or subdue him." Xiao Yu immediately made up his mind. If this artifact spirit were allowed to remain in this Boundless Realm, the items stored within would likely all be destroyed.

The factory leaders present all looked awkward, and even the person responsible for taking meeting minutes lowered their head; clearly, this was a sharp and difficult question to answer.

"What are you people doing!? Why must you disturb my cultivation!" At that moment, an incredibly sharp voice rang out in the dim sky of the Boundless Realm, ethereal and impossible to trace.

"A Soul-Refining late-stage martial artist is approaching now," Zhou Dao said, lifting his head.

"Actually, you all could do it too." Wu Jie smiled slightly, seeing that everyone present were elite members of the Hundred Battles Guild, and replied directly.

Yu Mao did not speak for a long time. Her narrow, imposing eyes were fixed on Jiang Hao’s face, until he could not help but avert his gaze.

Seeing this, Pei Ruochen hurriedly took Tian Shixue away and apologized to those present. He ignored whatever they might have been saying behind his back. By the time he finally managed to get Tian Shixue into the car, she was already lying there, sobbing.

Later that afternoon, when it was time to get off work, Pei Ruochen returned early. Knowing that Tian Shixue was usually frugal, he deliberately mentioned the "bus" in his text message to give them more time to prepare.

As the son of the Heavenly Emperor, how could he be so spineless, so cowardly, and so weak as to be mocked by others?

An Qianqian’s gaze also fell upon Private Room No. 5. What kind of big shot was so extravagant? She thought of herself as the campus belle at the Spirit Cultivation Academy. The academy was famous across the continent, and she was even more well-known as its beauty. Perhaps if he saw her beauty, he might show her some favor?

"Which living being in this world is without selfish desires? Only a newborn infant," Master Mu Xi said.

I felt a surge of panic. If the big guy and the skinny one blamed me for this and came looking for trouble, I would be doomed.

A vast pile of items almost filled the entire courtyard, looking even more magnificent than when the Fourth Prince had left the palace to establish his own manor.

"You, you dare to treat your father this way? You will face retribution," Long Che said angrily.

The Penglai Immortal Sect had always maintained close ties with the Xuanji Sect, so they sent word to Sect Leader Yun immediately.

Fortunately, Luo Wanning was not one to be trifled with. Having seen enough storms and waves in her previous life, she naturally would not shrink back in fear.

"Yi’er, girl, where have you gone?" Seeing Gu Yi’s voice come through the communicator, Tang Pan let out a sigh of relief and immediately asked, filled with concern.

What was this? It was something she had never seen before. Was it jade? It couldn't be! It definitely wasn't! But why did it look so much like jade?

Outside the hall, under the veranda, Ye Zhongxin heard the commotion and called out. He stood up, bade farewell to Ouyang Buji, and walked over.