Chapter 49 She Pursues, It Flees

No one answered Jiang Yao's lingering doubts, so she resolved to get rid of the annoying Jiang Wan at the very first opportunity.

After Jiang Wan finished distributing the pastries, Jin Yao and Yin Shuo arrived and deactivated the Spirit-Locking Grand Formation. Although the lessons scheduled for today were the same as before, whether it was due to Jiang Wan's reckless waste of heavenly treasures—such as casually feeding Supreme Spiritual Bones to others—they decided to step up their cognitive learning requirements. Yin Shuo spoke eloquently up front, going so far as to...

Yan Wu caught sight of Jiang Yun in the mirror of her compact powder case. She jumped in fright, thinking she had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

Gu Jiujiu walked over gently, half-squatted down, placed the flowers before the gravestone, and offered a slight nod toward it.

I twitched the corners of my mouth and said no more, accompanying Hongyun as she finished her noodles. Just like Huang Lanxiang, she drank every last drop of the soup, and then took the bowl to wash it. I tried to take it from her, but she was stubbornly insistent on cleaning up by herself.

To make her uncle Mingde feel such intense fear—fear so profound that even the Yun family dared not provoke him—just what kind of terrifying existence was Ning Fan?

There was nothing to worry about at night; with Daoyuan and the others stationed here, there wouldn't be any problems. The primary focus remained on daytime security.

Seeing his attitude, the others also produced whatever valuables they had on them, digging out items from the Taoist temple that Sixth Master Rong had no use for, eventually pooling together several hundred thousand.

"Girl, you'll be graduating in another year, won't you?" After breakfast, Li Wenmu strolled through the garden with Li Yansong, who asked the question casually.

"Hmph! You caused my mentor to perish, yet you still expect me to risk my life for you? This ocean is no longer the ocean it used to be. Just wait and see!" An elderly man in white robes inside a secluded chamber slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, before closing them tightly once again.

At the peak of my excitement, my gaze inadvertently swept across the window, and I caught sight of a pair of pitch-black eyes staring right at me.

Who would have known that my aunt's visit would arrive shortly after? True to his reputation, the veteran traditional Chinese herbalist's medicine worked wonders; following the herbal regulation, Mother's cycle became completely punctual.

Throughout this year, although Wang Fan had wandered around the city numerous times, he never laid eyes on that mysterious old man again.

Originally, due to the consecutive joyous occasions in the family and Jia Qing taking charge of building the family's imperial visit villa, the sisters had a multitude of questions they wished to ask. However, upon encountering the illness of Daiyu's father, it became inappropriate to speak of such matters, so they all walked into Daiyu's room in silence.

Realizing the situation was spiraling out of control, Mu Chendong had no choice but to suspend the preparation of his medicinal cuisine, hurriedly hiding the top-grade fresh ginseng and century-old aged tangerine peel.

As for the two saints still lingering in this mortal world, they chose to completely erase their presence from the secular realm.

Though he had no idea what had happened to Mu Muyi, it was now a hundred percent certain that he was no match for "Muyi."

Paying zero respect to Chen Hai and showing not the slightest bit of fear toward the Chen family's influence, they ordered their men to break Chen Hai and his cohorts' legs and toss them out directly.

Once Lin Yanhai snapped back to his senses, he charged forward in a rage, raising his fist to strike Mu Chendong right across the face.

Sure enough, a large crowd had already gathered at the entrance of the dungeon. Among them stood a man attired in bright red official robes, closely flanked and escorted by three or four sharp-eyed, awe-inspiring guards with sabers at their waists.

Moreover, holding this token was undoubtedly equivalent to forming a connection with Shang Keyao; given her status as the leader of all core disciples, it also served as a safeguard.

Yu Qianqian found herself plunged into a life-or-death crisis. To avoid dragging others down with her, she chose to surrender voluntarily, which was followed by a dramatic display of deep affection between mistress and servant.

What kind of technique was this? I had never seen it before—a hurricane! It looked very much like gathering energy, but surely it wasn't. If one wanted to gather energy, wouldn't it be better to accumulate it inside the body? Not only would that prevent energy leakage, but it would also keep the opponent from noticing.

Whether due to a lack of signal or something else, the phone suddenly went dead, leaving only a string of busy tones that hammered against my heart like a hammer, echoing long and lingeringly.

This marked the second time causing injury, which fell under the preceding paragraph of the law, and consequently, the charges brought against him were even graver.