Volume 1, Chapter 41: The Exclusive Passenger Seat for Hanzicha

Inside the study.

It was precisely for this reason that Senior Brother Guo Xuhuan, as well as Song Junheng, had concealed their true aptitudes and cultivation techniques, presenting an entirely different facade to the outside world.

This type of barrier was identical to the one used to protect Chen Boyong back at the red tree; it could hide one's tracks from detection, and those within it were invincible.

However, the response he received was nothing more than an annoyed eye-roll and a radiant, confident smile.

With a sharp, explosive crack, half of Zeng Jian's body was blown apart; his ruptured internal organs hung limply, with his intestines, liver, and kidneys exposed to the air.

While seemingly pleading for mercy on Lan Shuang's behalf, every word was actually designed to stir up trouble, emphasizing that Lan Shuang was merely an outsider.

Haohan and Daya had a habit of patrolling the mountains as if inspecting their own territory. After running amok inside and outside the fortress for a while, the two dogs soon joined the pack of wolverines in their chase.

Sensing the danger, the hairy zombie leaped upward, desperate to evade Song Junheng's attack, not daring to take it head-on.

Although Yun Xiang was unwilling to dwell on these matters, she was still full of doubts. What she particularly wanted to ask was how she had ended up here in the first place.

To support the Fifth Prince in ascending the throne and become the Empress herself—though there was no affection between them, at least with her position secure, she would not have to defer to anyone. She would enjoy a life of endless wealth and glory, and the child she bore would be the next emperor. What could be wrong with that?

Feeling that his body had recovered sufficiently, Lu Yi left the place to head toward the location designated by the system to complete his check-in task.

As his nerves deteriorated, a fiery spirit of combat surged from within his heart.

Behind the screen, Lady Gao gritted her teeth in fury; she had not expected that after so many years of marriage, she was nothing more than a vicious and cruel person in his eyes.

Although Le Qi had long suspected that Lou Qianqian was someone who spent money like water, he still could not help but gasp.

Snape’s body stiffened visibly; it had always been Lucius who spoke with him about their leader.

Of course, this "nothing special" was meant in the literal sense, not as a frivolous remark.

The Emperor knew that when Consort Liu first entered the palace, he had chased her all the way to the palace gates. The Emperor had promised Consort Liu that if he let her go, she would stay by the Emperor's side for the rest of her life. Yet, he never expected that after the Emperor tolerated it that once, he would only become more brazen, going so far as to sneak into the palace.

Howling Celestial Dog’s muscles were taut, his face twitching uncontrollably, and his front paws were dug firmly into the ground; it was clear he was nervous to the point of breaking.

Xi Wan had less than a week left before her observation and quarantine period would be lifted, and He Fanzhi had been visiting even more frequently, nearly once a day.

The Ghost City, including the guild meeting terrace, was maintained and isolated by arrays, which was why it remained so calm, shielded from the sounds of battle between the powerful Nascent Soul realm experts.

Gu Jinzhi was still racking her brain for a way to slip away; she could not stay here chatting with the other party indefinitely. If they kept talking, what if she accidentally exposed herself?

Yao Xueling could clearly sense that the world was heavy with an oppressive aura of death.

Just as Long Xin braced himself as if facing a formidable enemy, the man simply stood there quietly, unmoving. The sun inched across the sky, casting a ray of light onto his mask, reflecting a golden glow with a faint crimson hue.

"Having no magical talent is truly a headache," Lu Yang said, helplessly pressing a hand to his forehead. He could see the scene within the Dragon Tomb clearly, but it was useless if Weiss couldn't even see the path ahead.

Seeing Tovic attempt to save someone, Philip’s lips curled into a cold sneer. He strode forward, blocking Tovic’s path, and stopped him with a mocking, insincere smile.