Volume 1, Chapter 37: A Gold Medal for Immunity from Death?

Seeing who had arrived, Shen Ji curled the corners of his mouth.

Lin Xiaoxiao!

There were two bullies in Qingzhou. One was Shen Ji, and the other was Lin Xiaoxiao’s older brother, Lin Mang. Shen Ji ran rampant because he had a marquis backing him, and most people dared not provoke him. Lin Mang, on the other hand, ruled through sheer physical prowess. Yet, despite his bullying, Lin Mang was a man who hated evil as much as he hated his enemies, always ready to champion the weak and never stooping to torment them.

"You have a storage artifact of your own, yet you send people to scavenge for scraps. That is hardly generous," Shen Ziyue said with a smile.

There is no rule saying one must announce an attack, but the old man had, and Ye Xuan saw it all clearly. He wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. Xiling Yue had not escaped such a killing blow back then; could his foster son, Tang Xizhe, pass this trial of beauty?

"Actually, you are quite clever. Leaving Qing Garden to me was your way of hoping I would help the Xue family. Do you really think the Mi family will reach out?" Mi Bai smiled. She had to admire Xue Dehai’s cunning; he was forcing her to find a way to help his family while masking it in such honeyed words.

But now, it seems I was truly a fool, foolish to the point of absurdity. How could I have been so blind? Meeting him once in this lifetime is enough; he has his own destiny, so why should I entangle myself further?

Tang Youyou forcefully wrenched her hand away. "Must I spell it out for you? I have fallen in love with Ming Potian. He is the only one I wish to cherish, the one with whom I want to grow old and never part!" She was rejecting Xiling Yue, but also declaring her heart to Ming Potian. If he still doubted her, she had nothing more to say.

"So, what is your first impression of me? Do I still have a chance to buy an old ticket and board your aircraft carrier?" Tang Haodong clearly had the desire to pursue her now.

Entering the room, it was pitch black. Pan Da waded through the water to turn on the lights, revealing a scene of utter chaos.

Ye Hua lacked significant physical strength, and with no room to maneuver, he was no match for these men; he could only be shoved forward. No matter how he cursed, struggled, or screamed, he could not stop himself from inching toward the passage, toward the ‘torch.’

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" A series of metallic clashes rang out. Moments later, the fighting in the bar ceased. However, the Flying Tiger Gang adjusted their formation against the Green Dragon Gang, pressing forward once more in a lopsided assault to surround those who had not yet fallen.

Before the words had even faded, Li Youyou felt a gust of wind brush past her. She subconsciously closed her eyes, and before she could open them, she heard a voice tinged with arrogance.

"Tonight, can we be truly honest with each other? Can we agree not to lie?" Li Xi’s tone remained as icy as a glacier, yet it left Xiao Yunfei utterly intoxicated.

"Eh," Ye Lusheng replied. With sleepy eyes, he climbed into bed, asked Cao Liangse if he was feeling better, and finally, unable to fight his drowsiness, closed his eyes.

The matter was urgent. The Yellow Emperor commanded Shentu and Yulei to immediately construct a dungeon. As the war continued, they were to be ready to lead the souls of the slain demons and ghosts inside, guarding the entrance to ensure that all souls could enter but none could leave—on pain of death.

"Big brother, are you not busy taking over the business?" Ye Luhuan remembered that Master Lu had lectured Ye Lusheng many times on the matter.

However, those who love to fight and bully others in this world share a common flaw: they mistake others’ politeness for submission. The less you want to engage with them, the more energized they become, convinced that you fear them. They only grow more relentless.

Thus, those who can navigate various social situations with ease are often considered to have high emotional intelligence and are more likely to win the favor of others.

One day, the Yellow Emperor felt deeply troubled and wished to take a walk. Accompanied by Feng Hou and Da Hong, the three stepped out of the tent and headed west.