Volume One, Chapter 35: Jiang Xuanyan

Shang Runyu glared fiercely at Shang Yinqiong. "Don't get too smug just yet. You only caught the Crown Prince's eye by sheer luck. Don't think you can fly up to the branches and become a phoenix; you are destined to live in the mud your entire life."

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, she grabbed the fabric and left without looking back.

Shang Yinqiong chuckled to herself.

Having been pampered in the palm of one's hand since childhood, she had developed such a temperament that she lacked all composure. With that kind of attitude, she wanted to associate with royalty? She would likely be devoured by those people until not even her bones remained.

"Mother, I have finished selecting the fabric. If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave."

"You may go."

Lady Yu...

"Who? Who exactly was it that intervened!" Mo Tongshe jumped up and shouted. Everyone had witnessed the scene just moments ago; within that burst of blue light, Zhu Yan’er’s figure had vanished without a trace.

Her mother had passed away early. Lin Meihao’s smile reminded her of her own late mother, and she truly wished to view her as a mother figure as well. However, she only dared to think it in her heart, never daring to speak it aloud.

Hearing her sobs, Ning Jing felt a heaviness in her own heart, her eyes turning slightly red. Who can ever be certain about matters of the heart? Who can truly let go just because they want to? Feelings are the most uncontrollable things. She truly felt a sense of pity for Tang Ning’an—who told her to fall for a man as cold-blooded as Leng Haoxuan?

This middle-aged man was clearly the shop owner, and he was the same scar-faced man who had posted the notice seeking someone to cure hemorrhoids the other day.

Zhu Yan saw that this was Qing He’s stance, so he said nothing more. In any case, his part in this matter was done; how it would be resolved was up to Qing He.

With that, he neatly stacked the manuscripts he had organized on the table, bound them simply with needle and thread, and placed them in the compartment under the lid of his medicine chest.

"Let’s do this: if the next two nodes are as tricky as this one, let me lead the assault, and you two can assist from the sidelines!" Jorgensen did not blame his companions for their complaints and even took the initiative to shoulder the next task.

"My mother is the Princess of the Jin Kingdom—Luo Lanxi!" Just as he was about to step away, his slightly hoarse voice reached her ears.

The only explanation was that her parents had committed some crime and kicked the bucket, perhaps involving royal secrets, which was why she had drifted into the civilian world and, unluckily, been kidnapped by bandits.

I suppose such things were commonplace to him; it only made me look like I hadn't seen the world.

Days of continuous fighting had exhausted most of the energy in his body. With such a feast available without him having to foot the bill, Ke Wang naturally wouldn't let the opportunity slip.

Furthermore, was he human or a devil? Why did a soft, seemingly gentle slap obliterate Zheng Xianji’s remains?

Zhang Chen didn’t know what she had seen. The spiritual sense he released hadn't detected anything, and the conditions outside were worsening. Reaching the deepest point would surely lead to a world where even time was frozen; naturally, this level of power wouldn't be enough to reach the core.

So, he took her directly to the market and had her pick out some lipsticks from this era. She, on the other hand, bought quite a lot in one go. Since she didn't have to pay, she was more than happy to do the picking.

The area was laid out beautifully, with lush green grass and pleasant scenery. Though it didn't reach the level of having a new view every step, the visible landscapes were intoxicating.

Qi Guanrong did not say we couldn't follow, so Chu Hanyu and I trailed behind them, chatting while keeping an eye on their situation.

However, Liu Yingde’s gossip and incantations seemed to have some strange knack to them, leaving Zhang Puren feeling a bit dizzy.

The power of the Chenyuan Sword far exceeded Chu Mo’s expectations. This was the first Heaven-Severing Profound Treasure Chu Mo had ever forged.

She was not yet at the age for romance, not when she hadn't yet become strong enough to protect herself. She simply had no time or energy to engage in a romance that would distract her.

Ji Beibei had tested it many times; there was actually little difference between watering plants in the space daily versus doing it every three to five days. Three months equaling a year was the limit.

She thought to herself, "Holy crap, is the first act already this ridiculously overpowered? Is there no need for a warm-up?"

Lu Yan drove the truck toward the city center, then began driving recklessly, running red lights, violating traffic rules, and driving against traffic repeatedly.

Her assistant was her confidante, a very calculating person who had always been highly trusted by Fu Xixi, handling all the shady private business. The pay was also very high.

After all, the entire Xiaoyao Basin was the cradle of the Xiaoyao Empire. The Xiaoyao Empire knew everything about the basin far better than the Fu family ever could. If "Old Nine" had left any contingency plans in the Xiaoyao Basin, the Fu family was certain they existed.

"What do you want?" Long Yu felt no pity for Chen Che, who was shivering from the cold; the moment he saw him, he began to interrogate him.

"What is our slogan?" Xiu Yingyang stood with his hands behind his back, his voice booming like a bell. He had heard this kind of commanding tone so often that he had learned it himself.

On Baqi Island, ever since "Old Nine" personally destroyed the Eight-Headed Serpent, the entire island had been in a state of panic. Recently, the HX fleet had been frequently patrolling the Baqi waters, making the Sun-Never-Sets Empire unable to sleep in peace.

Its entire body was gray, like rock, and it carried a large club over its shoulder, striding toward "Old Nine." At a single glance, "Old Nine" was certain: this was the super boss, the Ancient Titan.

She knew very well that if one person spoke on the walkie-talkies within a group, everyone else in that group could hear it, but communication between different groups was impossible. If members of different groups wanted to communicate, they would need to adjust their walkie-talkie channels to match.

"If you talk nonsense again, I’ll throw you away!" Jiuyue glared at him, not caring one bit about his feelings, and continued to drag him along as she sprinted.