Chapter 24

Yun Yin gave a nod of acknowledgment, choosing not to press the matter further. With a light tap of her toes against the ground, she took flight down the mountain alongside Li Qingyun.

"Director Lin, for this design collection, you must ensure that every piece is an original work by your designers. I only accept original works for this launch event; I will not tolerate any form of plagiarism." Manager Liu immediately made this clear to Lin Ran.

With a graceful flourish, she leaped into the courtyard of the Grand Court of Justice, spinning half a circle in mid-air. Her light-foot technique was truly elegant.

From a distance, Li Dan stood poised with his bow, gazing toward the horizon with a heroic air. With a soft "swish," he released the arrow.

"Sigh, have you heard? There was a car accident over there. It sounds quite serious—a young man, and he looked rather handsome too. What a pity." Two passersby pointed in the direction where Lin Moyan had just departed.

Master Gu Long, however, was beyond astonished by Jiang Ke’s various methods. Filled with admiration, he had hurriedly begged Jing Chu to bring him to meet Jiang Ke; it was obvious who was the superior master.

Yet, when she wanted to send another message to tell Jiang Ke not to come, those people wouldn't allow it. Although Master Qiao had said it didn't matter and that she could call the police if she wished, she dared not take out her phone right under their noses.

"Old Hu, he said he wanted to go out and have some fun, but he ended up sleeping until noon," Huang Lei said with a chuckle, suddenly thinking of him.

The air grew heavy for a time. They remained in a cold war for quite a while before things returned to normal following Jin Yuzhong’s apology.

Once Old Master Gu fell asleep, the atmosphere quieted down, allowing her to calm her mind and contemplate her next steps.

Those who were confident in their cultivation rushed toward the manor of the floor master. Upon arrival, they were met with a scene of rivers of blood.

Liu Qingshan’s tone carried a hint of murderous intent. A few who had been wavering in their resolve finally succumbed to their cowardice and retreated, becoming deserters.

In the darkness, there came the sound of a heavy object falling, followed by several thuds as items inside the room hit the floor.

Regarding Hidden Spirit’s words, the elderly men behind him were also deeply moved, offering a meaningful note of agreement.

"Is that so?" Feng Yuhong responded with a touch of disappointment. It turned out she was no different from Nan Feiyan; in the instructor's eyes, they were both just students.

"Please, sit!" Koji Matsumoto gestured, leading the two to the sofa in the presidential suite.

A storage ring is a ring capable of holding objects. Such rings are rare; even a low-level ring with a capacity of one cubic meter costs ten thousand gold coins. They are simply not meant for ordinary people.

He let out a wild roar and his figure flickered, vanishing in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Tang Hao, shrouded in earth-shattering killing intent as he unleashed a punch.

Entrusting this matter to Lin Yun'er put her in a difficult position; she truly did not know how to broach the subject with Li Mingqiu. It was a genuine challenge for her.

The Flower-Scaled Poison Flood Dragon swept its massive tail, seemingly certain that Shang Jingxing could not dodge. Its lantern-sized snake eyes shimmered with a human-like sense of triumph.

After arriving in the Immortal Spirit Realm, Baili Quan took the lead in reaching an agreement with the Celestial Venerables to protect the Chiyou Continent from oppression for ten thousand years. Baili Quan was bound by a Heavenly Dao oath to maintain stability in the most chaotic corner of the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Moreover, Bell had plenty of spirit fruits within the space inside her body, and they were of greater age; she was not lacking for food.

Meanwhile, the Bai and Wang families, who were competing with the Tong family for resources in Jiangzhou City, had their strongest cultivators stuck at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, unable to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. As a result, the two families had recently joined forces, showing a clear intent to challenge the Tong family.

To him, power and status were merely passing clouds. It was his wife who had orchestrated the scheme, yet while he remained entirely ignorant, he was forced to endure the accusations and insults of others.

Although Xia Yuanxiao was a prince of the imperial family, he had served ten years in the military after coming of age, traveling across half of the Xia Dynasty. He possessed deep knowledge of military strategy and battlefield layout, though he usually kept these talents hidden. It could be said that both men were truly capable individuals.

"I am a butterfly demon; my true form is a Moonlight Butterfly." A brilliant light shone behind A-Yue, revealing a pair of translucent wings that cast a soft, pristine glow, rivaling the light of the Mid-Autumn moon.

And so, the body was created. However, it still required a period of gestation to reach full maturity so that it could safely house Bai Chen’s soul and consciousness.

At the mention of "Charm," An Muchen was reminded of the very first time he met Lu Feifei.

"Hey, you damned Yellow Turban bandits, if you have the guts, stop chasing!" Xu Chu shouted at the top of his lungs while charging forward valiantly.

One must realize that Sun Ce’s pacification of Jiangdong at this time was not done for the Emperor; he had entirely his own plans.

Papaya was innocent and naive, her attention currently fixed on the wild vegetables. She would glance at Yan Qingyu with a smile from time to time, seemingly oblivious to what Lu Nanxing had said.

The cultivator hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. Being able to get to know someone from the Li family was well worth the trip.

Yuanlong was not just a market, but a general term for a large area. I first drove to the vicinity of the market and found nothing unusual; pedestrians were still visible on the streets, looking nothing like people who had encountered a great battle.

It seemed the Celestial Realm had long been coveting the massive prize that was the Underworld. Whether they wanted a slice of the pie or intended to cause chaos, it remained unknown.

"Xu Chuyue? The folk singer? I remember it was she who told you the story of the haunted Yuntang," Lin Ying said, also surprised.

After spending two or three days on the mountain drinking wind and dew, they were in a sorry state when they encountered an old hunter. Upon hearing they were refugees, the kind-hearted man brought them into the village, helped them clear a plot of land, and built them a house.

So, after knocking Qin Zhen unconscious in a few quick moves, she still wanted to take further, more severe revenge.

It turned out that the person who posted the photos was Sun Yun, who had been traveling with Ying Rushi at the time. She had taken the photos back then, and now, they had actually served a purpose.