Volume 1, Chapter 24: The Young Master’s Reckless Frenzy

This is why she played hard to get, agreeing to Jun Ruoxue’s request to go to the Lin family to annul their ancestral engagement.

Elder Li suddenly froze, then produced an object—a clay pot. From the outside, it looked unremarkable, but from within came an intermittent rustling sound, as if something were crawling inside.

He offered no explanation for Lin Nantian’s questioning, instead staring at Jun Xiaoyao with a grim expression, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Watching this, Chen He couldn’t help but admire Qin Bai’s vitality. At his age, to be so sharp-minded and radiant was like being reborn in his youth.

The late emperor had once decreed an expansion of the Internal Security Bureau’s authority, granting it the power to oversee officials at all levels, which left the External Peace Bureau somewhat diminished in influence.

"But we are injured now! We request to return to base!" In truth, their injuries only looked severe; they were mostly superficial. They had simply lost the courage to face so many monsters.

Although Jun Xiaoyao stood in opposition to their Lin family, the aura he displayed at this moment was truly captivating.

To become a direct disciple of the Daluo Holy Land upon entry—such a thing had never happened in the history of the sect.

She did not retreat far, for in the next instant, I summoned the Siren’s Blade back into my hand. Then, I projected it once more with the exact same force as before.

As for Guchun Village, it was one of seven or eight villages in Zaochun Township. It was small, covering about one square kilometer, and its economic development was on the lower end of the township’s spectrum, with industries and the villagers’ livelihoods reflecting that status.

She took off her flame-patterned veil and tossed it behind her, where it landed with uncanny precision on the head of An Yuanyi—who was both her younger brother and her husband. The latter seemed accustomed to this, though when he noticed the others watching him, a distinct blush spread across his face.

From Tang Ba’s treatment process, they truly realized how severe the injuries inside Li Feng’s body were. It could be said that for any other cultivator, such injuries would have been fatal.

Having collected the materials for the Interdimensional Guild, the points for Lian Ji and his companion had nearly doubled, exceeding 20,000. There was no doubt they would take first place.

Though the Nether Sword could not feel the gazes of those in the tower, it sensitively sensed a strange presence behind it. Its heart skipped a beat, and disregarding its own severe internal injuries, it turned and slashed with its blade.

Seeing that she stopped speaking, He Zhou returned to the fat man’s bedroom to chat aimlessly with him.

In such an environment, they were essentially "dominant forces." They had to stop, because if the six of them joined either side, it would result in a landslide victory.

The soul vortex spun at high speed, manifesting as a giant black palm that emitted a chilling gleam, lifting a pool of murky yellow water as it moved toward Cheng Hao.

However, he could not recall any tycoon by the surname of Guo; after all, Southeast Asian Chinese tycoons were as numerous as hair on an ox.

"Even though Senior Sister Mingqing and I possess such high talent, we were still assigned to the outer sect. Yet those disciples with no talent at all were taken as inner sect disciples by the seven elders."

It didn’t even have time to flap its wings before plummeting to the ground. A weight of over ten tons falling from a height of twenty meters smashed a massive crater into the earth, sending shards of rock flying and kicking up a sky full of dust.

Hearing the toddler’s words, the group grew solemn. They searched the wide space carefully, not even sparing the ceiling of the stone cave, yet they found no mechanisms or markers for an entrance or exit.

Seeing Ling Yi’er suddenly act coy and bow her head in silence, no longer coming to settle scores, Xing Yan was naturally very happy. He felt deep regret now, thinking he shouldn’t have spilled the details of that awkward incident.

Thus, having realized this, Liu Mojue decisively let go of the frustration she felt regarding the detour caused by their objectives.

I made a phone call to Qin Xuan from the hospital. Before long, Qin Xuan arrived at the hospital entrance to pick me up.

Bai He’s expression changed, and she exclaimed, "The sorrow of the light." A ripple passed through her eyes, and she looked at Luo Jia with a hint of anger. Luo Jia, however, seemed not to notice her gaze and continued to watch Tian Hen with a smile.

Old Mr. Robert, not being one for words, tapped the Enter key twice within five seconds.

When Ouyang Yu came to the capital last time, she sensed that King Xuan felt something unusual for this girl. If she were really made a secondary consort, then she, the primary consort, would become nothing more than a decoration. She would never allow such a thing to happen.

Excluding the above possibilities, only the one she was most unwilling to accept remained. Holding onto a shred of hope, Su Qing interrupted the teacher mid-lesson to ask about the children’s whereabouts.

Yes, after much deliberation during this time, Gao Jianfei concluded that staying in the country was ultimately not very safe. After all, the Holy Land’s disciples mainly operated within the country. Perhaps there were disciples lurking in every province. Therefore, going abroad would be relatively safer.

The Kuerong Emperor no longer wished to face Lin Wangyou in human form; instead, he transformed into a massive tree, trapping Lin Wangyou within its core.

When pushed to the edge and hot-headed—euphemistically called "going all out"—people always do strange things.

"You previously... didn't you say... you wanted a nicer hairstyle in two years?" Su Qingyu’s voice was very low; had Lin Xiaoxiao not possessed sharp ears, she would never have heard it.

"Damn it..." Xiong Qi and his four companions, having just climbed up, let out a collective exclamation and fell back to the ground, tumbling chaotically until they hit the corner bulkhead over twenty meters away and finally stopped.

The insect army did not show weakness either. Facing the dense barrage of fire, they used every trick at their disposal: energy blasts, flying egg missiles, activation of energy shields, or relying on their agile forms to dodge.

"Didn't I tell you last time? I want to lease the Blue Ink Grass seeds in my possession to the people of Yancheng for cultivation. We will track the quantities, pay them a high price to grow them, and then recover the harvest to sell to other noble families. To get things done, I naturally need manpower. I want to find that help among these refugees," Changning explained.