Chapter 70: Everyone Is Intrigued by Her

Originally, this task was meant for Cao Shuying to handle alone. However, Hu Qingdong was uneasy, knowing all too well that she was more likely to ruin things than accomplish them. Since he was already here, he decided to accompany her.

The two arrived at the Gu family’s home and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. The neighbor, Li Fengying, heard the commotion and came out. “What’s going on? No one’s home. Who are you looking for?”

Cao Shuying, with an air of arrogance, replied, “I’m looking for the young Mrs. Gu. I have something to discuss with her. Where is she?”

“She went to work.”

Having changed back into her red dress, Ji Wenyan saw that Li Yuan had opened his eyes, and her face lit up with unmistakable joy.

Two months later, Luo Jingyan’s belly at three months pregnant was already as prominent as that of someone five or six months along with a single child. Yet, aside from abstaining from housework, she still insisted on taking daily walks.

Seeing the red Ferrari, Lin Feng’s first thought was how striking it looked, especially from his vantage point—he was seated in a Buick business car, while the Ferrari sped past him.

Grandma Zhang nodded, took the bowl from Luo Jingyan’s hands, and drank all the water inside. Luo Jingyan then took the bowl back.

Inside room 301, Chen Qingxue and her companions took advantage of the weekend, when no one was home, to thoroughly clean the entire house.

Bare-chested, the swaggering young man emerged slowly from the bathroom, wiping himself with a towel as he walked, and took the clothes handed to him by the burly man.

Chu Yuxuan paid him no heed. Instead, he stomped hard on the sleeping Su Dong, rousing the addict from his stupor.

Wei Han’s expression stiffened. He, too, seemed to hear the sound of a trumpet, and at that moment, he noticed Bai Xuan pausing to listen.

In any case, the mission to arrive forty thousand years in the past was accomplished. Though she hadn’t found the creator god of forty thousand years hence, at least she now knew who the successor was.

Qin Ruixi couldn’t be bothered to respond. As long as Yun Jinyao’s actions weren’t impeded, he ignored the man completely.

“I suggest you try constructing Frost again, perhaps you’ll sense just how much these details matter,” Jiutian said seriously, placing the materials before Chen Yunyang.

“Lingran Sword! Xuanqing Sword... wait!” Only now did Hua Tian realize something was amiss. As the scenery before him shifted, he found himself standing on the first stone step at the foot of Thousand Illusions Peak.

“Yes! Every new Di Sha martial artist who joins is assigned to raid provisions…” Sun Chu explained in detail to Zhou An.

“She’s still at school. Night Brother, my daddy and mommy just flew back from abroad,” Su Mianmian spoke with a hint of reluctance. In truth, she didn’t want her parents to return at all.

“So powerful, it’s as if a god of war has awakened within me! My strength has increased tenfold!” Qin Chuan clenched his fists, feeling the surge of power inside him—so immense, it seemed he could pluck stars, grasp the moon, and shatter the sky.

As the battle seemed about to erupt, Jiutian suddenly had an idea and pulled the jade from his waist.

He had lived here rent-free for over a year, even though the place had already been sold. It didn’t seem right, so he thought of growing something to sell, using the money to renovate the garden and replace the appliances in the house.

Yet the situation remained unclear. If Hua Yuan agreed to Qi Shaoyang’s request, it would be tantamount to tying the Qinglin Sword Sect to the chariot of the Lingfeng Sect. Should Lingfeng lose to Hundred Ghost Cliff, Qinglin would be the first target for retaliation.

Hearing this, Ye Qing let out a furious roar, and the seven-colored divine light radiated brilliantly from him, shining upon Ling’er. A faint seven-colored glow emerged from Ling’er as well, and she transformed into a stream of seven-colored light, entering Ye Qing’s body.

Mu Ziyu’s return was scheduled to coincide with Shuishui’s, though he should have come earlier. He deliberately delayed his arrival to the same day as Shuishui’s. Shuishui could only sigh helplessly—he was always like this.