Volume 1 Main Text Chapter 30: Beastly Instinct

Jun Xing knows he is a scoundrel, but he is a scoundrel with integrity; he is scoundrel-like in such a thoughtful way—even the bank cards he prepared are set to the birthdays of his partners.

As for the Three-Hand Society, it was merely a pawn he had deployed. Yet, Xu Qing still felt that this chess game held him trapped within its grasp. Every so often, some minion would emerge to strike a heavy blow at him.

Hearing the commotion in the adjacent room, Bei Tengying rushed out, only to catch a glimpse of Sigrun's retreating back. In a fit of rage, she tore the facial mask off her skin and threw it onto the floor.

Could it be that she was only expected to lie here dressed as a "creamy maiden" so as not to disappoint him?

Qu Nanxiu no longer felt the agony over Old Hong’s death, nor the regret for not spending more time chatting or drinking with him. Every time he thought of Old Hong now, he felt a sense of solace, convinced that he had gone off to enjoy a better life.

Such conservative attire only served to accentuate the danger of her silhouette; the more tightly covered she was, the more silently and irresistibly her sex appeal flowed. Below, her long legs were clad in tight leggings, paired with a short skirt.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes, tapped his toes, and vaulted into the air. His robes snapped in the wind as he glared fiercely and whipped toward Wei Zishu.

Even if Bei Tengying had wanted to refuse, she could find no reason to. Besides, upon hearing Su Lingshan mention that the young man in front of them was excellent at tennis, she grew even more eager to make his acquaintance.

"I fear it is not that simple. I feel that every single one of these hairpin shadows possesses infinite power," Dai Yu remarked.

Was she truly going to be devoured entirely today? Although they were already engaged, she was really not yet open-minded to that extent.

Yet, at this critical moment, Quan Shaoqing unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the past he shared with Lan Xi within a dream.

The Buddha seemed to understand why so many people had flocked to pursue love for so many years, even willing to sacrifice their lives and everything they possessed for its sake.

The Emperor granted her request; she took the child out of the palace to be raised in the Prime Minister's estate, where they resided for a full year.

Bai Chenxi had ordered a table full of fish, and just as they were about to begin, they saw Xia Lu walk into the restaurant accompanied by two handsome young men.

After the group changed into athletic uniforms backstage, Song Wan finally revealed her true appearance upon returning, drawing a chorus of howls from the audience—the voices clamoring to spend the night with her grew even louder.

After a long while, Shen Ziyu finally set the bowl aside, took a tissue from the side, and wiped the rice she had spat out.

"What does that have to do with me?" Mo Youxun hummed, looking as if the collapse of the heavens would have nothing to do with him.

With order apparently restored, Chang Guanyan stood in the middle of the subway carriage and asked with great seriousness.

The words Wan Qi later used to warn the others and lead them to safety were never intended to save them, but rather to kill.

By the time the bandits at the forefront saw the tripwire, it was already too late to rein in their horses. With a thunderous crash, the mounts collapsed, and the bandits were thrown from their saddles. Ning Fei seized the opportunity to strike, cutting them down at the waist; the bandit didn't even have a chance to crawl away before he breathed his last.

As it stands now, universities have introduced courses related to Traditional Chinese Medicine, and people are no longer blindly obsessed with the idea that Western medicine is superior. This is a significant improvement, signaling that the true rise of mainland medicine is not far off.

Yet, no one expected Li Tianchen to be so restless, constantly changing identities to offer guidance on the Tiangong clan's forging techniques, sparking a boiling public debate.

It was just past noon that day. Under the escort of dozens of elite guards and eight Taoist priests, a four-wheeled carriage quietly exited the Anye Ward, turned to pass through the Kaiyuan Gate of the Chang'an outer wall, and arrived at the Zhenlü Pavilion, five miles outside the city, where it came to a halt.

This was not for the sake of pursuit, but rather... to stabilize the Azaranti world. The branch of the World Tree there had snapped; if they returned like this, the teleportation might deviate.

The [Throne of Death] governs the souls that enter the Underworld, judging their merits and demerits to determine whether they are sent to the divine realms of various deities, or punished as unbelievers before ultimately returning to the Mother River of Souls.

As for Zhao Minji, she had been captured by that jade-faced gentleman, who steered his nine-heaven whisk toward the Great Chaos of the Divine Wilderness.

However, Xiao Qubing still felt it was too slow and simply told Xiao Tianming to auction ten items at a time. Consequently, opportunities to bid became fewer, and the competition grew more intense. By the time they reached the final 180 items, every single one sold for 7,000 strings of cash. When the final tally was made, they had earned 3,064,000 strings of cash.

Everyone looked at Lin Tian, for he was the weakest among them, though Lin Tian was long accustomed to being underestimated by others.

"Prince of Lanling, there is no need to rush your refusal. I am aware that you are already married. Jingxiang is willing to marry you as a concubine," Fujiwara Nakamaro said urgently.

"Pity; you wish to return to a life of leisure, but that is harder than ascending to the heavens!" Lü Xiyao shot Zhu Qiming a look of sympathy, rose to her feet, and gracefully exited the Qiupu Pavilion.

"To claim we are thieves based on two footprints is a far too tenuous reason!" Qi Er stubbornly refused to admit it.

"No need! The temperature in the barrier is self-regulating, and there is plenty of food. Farewell!" Yin Kan did not look back and walked straight ahead.

Han Lianyi followed silently behind Feng, her head bowed, making it impossible to discern the expression on her face.

Amidst their laughter, the newcomers drew closer. Looking closely, one could see their hands were empty, their horses were empty, and there was no supply caravan following behind them.

Du Heng glanced at him and said, "A warrior's blood does not concern itself with such things. If you don't believe me, ask him." He gestured toward Xu Yingdong.