Volume One, Chapter 79: The Princess

As he drew near, Wu Wei glanced over and his breath caught short, both out of anger and amusement.

A voice as light as a feather slipped into Gong Yi Qing’s ear; if she were still awake, she might truly have softened and forgiven him.

It wasn’t until Gu Yanzhou clarified that there had been no quarrel that Li Guangzong finally tucked his anxious heart back into his chest.

As Bei Ming Mo finished speaking, the distant thread of silvery white expanded, filling the air, and finally transformed into a young dragon awash in silver light. A flame-shaped golden mark gleamed on its brow, a silver-white plant resembling a four-leaf clover sprouted from its head, and golden wings at its back flapped incessantly.

Liu Haitao embraced Peach Blossom face-to-face, but she pushed against him with both hands, slapping his cheeks left and right. With crisp smacks, Liu Haitao’s face flushed deep red, burning with embarrassment.

The cultivator laughed aloud: “I’ll go first!” No sooner had he spoken than the orb of light burst silently from his core, its dazzling brilliance stirring the spiritual energy across the Four Seas Cavern! A mournful cry seemed to echo faintly throughout the entire star realm.

Today, I am fortunate to have the wise Empress Chu Yuehua, who exposed our enemy’s plot, recommended Chu Mubai to my service, and drew her sword to reclaim the lost lands of Chang’an, securing one victory after another.

His words weren’t so much an explanation to Rong Xiang as a means of soothing his own restless heart. No matter how bitter the wind or how sharp the snow sliced his face like knives, it could not quench the rising heat within.

Qiao Jun witnessed this and smiled; true to his name, his handsome face shone with sunny brilliance. Saying nothing, he quietly poured wine for Feng Yuan, filled his own cup, and drained it.

“People like you, laden with evil, will sooner or later be removed for the good of all! Why should our Lady dirty her hands?” Xiang Shen spat coldly in anger.

When the halo faded, a dense forest appeared before them. The canopy blocked out the sky entirely, and only scattered beams of light managed to slip through.

In all his lifetimes, he had never witnessed someone die before his eyes, and now, for the first time, it happened in the most visceral fashion—a steel rod crushing a skull.

“That elder looked quite spirited, and he even helped Professor Carson during the trial,” Taro answered truthfully, not concealing his encounter with Hercules.

The Hell Garden must not be shattered; otherwise, it would mean catastrophic destruction for the Heavenly Fox Clan.

Qin Lang knew that, with his current strength, he was no match for the man in the ghost-face mask; so he kept up a barrage of words, trying to distract and provoke him.

If Maya and the two children hadn’t nodded together, tears in their eyes, he wouldn’t have believed it—even if they were mages, surely they couldn’t be treated like beasts?

The wild beasts coming from the depths of the Celestial Pool Sea either bypassed the pass to reach the heart of the Celestial Pool Cloud Sea.

“It’s my failure that you’ve suffered so,” Yu Shi apologized to Mother Yang upon seeing the scene before her.

He wondered if he ought to restrain his thoughts, and not simulate such easily exposed abilities.

Afterward, Fang Chen sent a message to Professor Liu at Kyoto University, apologizing and explaining that he had decided to enroll at Golden City University.

Director Wang asked curiously: from the time they notified Zhou Yu to the helicopter crash, it hadn’t even been ten minutes. Given the timing, the criminals must have crashed directly, without any entanglement in the air.

“Stay here and reflect for a while. When you’ve figured things out, it won’t be too late to step out that door.” After speaking, Chun Xi turned to leave, but was held back by Chun Yin.

Tong Ruofei was still kneeling—how long had it been since she knelt on such cold ground? It was almost ironic; just yesterday, the main hall had been covered in thick red felt, which she had removed this morning to replace with new. Who would have thought, before the replacement arrived, she would be kneeling on the bare, icy floor.

As they spoke, Ran Xixi returned to the living room with Zhan Rui Jue, helping him cut the cake.

On the northeastern battlefield, my Hainan army launched a full-scale attack on the Japanese forces there. Then, I thought, the Japanese Combined Fleet would have no choice but to leave the Sea of Japan to rescue Tokyo.

The original city lord suffered divine punishment; his skin was stripped and draped over a chair in the city lord’s hall, serving as a warning to future successors.

“Monk, must you treat yourself so poorly?” Su Bai smiled wryly, wondering if this monk was deliberately living as an ascetic.

Yet the fat man hadn’t expected that after just two days, the patient before him had further strengthened his bloodline, and the force of this kick was far greater than anticipated.

The evening meal differed from the morning, but was just as delicious. Two shad fish were prepared again, and Han Weimin was utterly astonished by their flavor.

Lu Shihua, dressed in a patient’s gown, lay on the bed, clutching a prescription written by Wang Jun.

Li Zhuoguang smacked his lips: “I originally came to find Bilbo Baggins to check which stage we’re in, but I’ve just confirmed it.”

At that moment, Chen Yue’s excitement was nearly identical to how she felt when she first met her sister Mo Yi—a difference hardly worth noting.

When the group reached the square, they learned the Swamp King had been returned to the lake. The spectators arriving with Li Zhuoguang shook their heads in disappointment and dispersed.

He then used “Absolute” to steady his emotions, and after a few breaths, Li Zhuoguang brushed off the grass and sat up, introducing everyone to the particulars of this world.