Volume One, Chapter 63: The Assessment System

Lin Wantai looked at everyone, her heart already prepared for this.
She did not interrupt them, but waited until they had finished speaking before slowly opening her mouth, “I know that the implementation of the new rules will take some getting used to.”
Yet, what Xiao Feng did not expect was that as soon as he left, four silent figures emerged behind him.
Inside Jingxiang Tower, Fang Yi was surrounded by several police officers as he descended the stairs. A police car was parked at the entrance, and the officers were about to escort Fang Yi into it when one officer caught a glimpse of something and his expression suddenly turned terrified.
However, Hong Yao frowned as she watched Ye Qianqian on the screen, then unexpectedly summoned Qin Kexin into her own room.
“This fellow, even dares to call himself boss at Purple Return Peak. Must have eaten thunder gall,” Gao Xue muttered, her beautiful eyes shining with a strange light. She liked how Xiang Hao was fearless in everything—otherwise, she would never have brought him home.
“It’s alright, it’s alright. Rice Ladle is one of our oldest patrons. Once you enter as a guest, we’re all family, no need to be so formal,” the manager said.
“Fine, now that you’ve calmed down, let’s talk. I have to step out for a bit,” Ye Chen finally said helplessly.
“Shan’er, do you think this Glass Heart Fire is beautiful?” The Fifth Prince’s smooth brow revealed a mass of glass-colored flame, its hue spreading out and coloring the surrounding coral.
At present, Fang Yi possessed ninety million jin of imperial-grade spiritual essence, and several dozen jin of holy essence. Even a pig would be able to break through at this point.
“So what if it is!” Ye Chen looked disdainfully at Yuan Kun standing at the palace entrance, speaking with contempt.
Old Zhu smiled without a word, grabbed one end of the long whip, and swiftly climbed the Maze Valley tree, picking the blue flower.
The Roosterless Man had lost mobility and could not dodge; in panic, he could only raise his right hand to defend. Yet he underestimated Bai Yun’s tripled strength, and with an injury at his waist, he could not muster his full power. The punch, along with the floor beneath his feet, sent him crashing straight into the next level below.
The foreman smiled and said nothing. A migrant worker foreman who owes money fears everything except the police; being taken in is actually a good thing, less trouble chasing debts outside, maintaining prestige, and able to get the money quickly.
After scoring, Li Qiao walked back quietly, refusing all celebrations as if nothing had happened.
These days, she would focus her attention on Chen Bailin, probably with little energy left for her home or children.
But now the situation was special; to return to the ancient battlefield, she needed to help the Old Burner reach imperial power—this truly left him conflicted.
“Stop shaking, eat first,” Xiao Zhen had his own plans, pulling Luo Shang over and seating her firmly on the wooden bench. He ordered a large portion of wontons, and had the proprietress add a poached egg to Luo Shang’s bowl.
Seeing Luo Shang eat, Zheng Qiniang paid no mind to what her two sons said, wiped her hands, smiled, and turned away again.
“Alright, please follow me!” Zhou Xiaowan said, then flew into the Ice Palace, with Murong Qianye close behind. As they passed through the great formation, Murong Qianye witnessed the wondrous scene: inside, unlike the snowy and chilly winds outside, it was a world of blossoming spring.
It was impossible for a kobold to walk openly on the street, but the solution was simple: an invisibility spell would do the trick.
He had not spoken, yet his tightly furrowed brow and pursed lips revealed his unwillingness at every turn.
Could it really be connected to the Immortal Domain? For people saw, as if a door had opened, from which boundless immortal light poured forth.