Chapter 31

Under the flourishing pear tree, the youth in azure robes crouched on the ground. Pear blossoms drifted down, tangling in his hair. In truth, A-Xin was breathtakingly beautiful.

I felt a surge of surprise and was about to wander around when the old monster’s decaying, corpse-like face suddenly tore through the mist and appeared before me.

Although the previous display was merely a test—not even one-third of the formation's true power—it was enough to reveal the lethality of those petals.

Or rather, beyond his younger sister, he cherished everyone he cared about, and everyone his loved ones cared about.

Before this, Ye Lengfeng had heard of the formidable power of ancient martial arts practitioners, but he had never actually fought one.

"Are you truly certain you don't recognize him? Is he not a member of your Ghost Sect?" Li Bin looked at the photo of the middle-aged man in his hand and demanded sternly once more.

Stung by that affectionate gaze, I wondered: why entangle me when I have finally decided to let go, and why act so helpless when I finally want to draw near?

Perhaps because students rarely frequent such places, my time at school remained quite peaceful.

"To unleash a full-force 'Void Annihilation' immediately after breaking through to the Five-Corner level—even with the Void Fang in hand, the burden on your body must be significant. I am curious to see how much of your strength remains," Haotian said, his brows slightly raised as he smiled indifferently.

Having suffered such heavy losses, the commander here was clearly furious, which was why he chose to focus his attention on this guy.

Tao Ji’s eyes flickered with surprise. She had not expected Li Qingmu to walk through the main entrance, openly challenging the authority of the Princess of Jin.

Alva and Andrew felt their faces twitch; they truly could not believe that there was someone so utterly shameless! Meanwhile, Sheikh’s bodyguard remained expressionless, clearly long accustomed to such behavior.

The injured horse kicked and hopped in place, desperately wanting to use its front hooves to soothe its swollen forehead, yet nature’s evolution had long ago stripped it of such a capability.

Although he said that, he felt no real certainty in his heart. After all, if Li Shang, the world’s wealthiest man, could not resolve the issue, telling it to them would be of no use; his words were merely an expression of concern.

However, Ye Zhichen lowered his head, and as he caught the look of disdain Lan Xianshu had just cast his way, his smile faded.

Chen Shubao rotated the lamp stand, causing a rack made of refined steel to emerge from the ground. The rack was divided into three tiers, each holding a dozen jade boxes.

"An explanation? Manager Mei, are you sure you aren't joking?" Ye Feng had learned from Chu Nan that Manager Mei’s full name was Mei Chunlan, the manager of the sauna center. At this moment, his tone shifted, and even his form of address changed.

Hearing Huang Bingfeng’s words, Ghost Butterfly did not grow angrier. Instead, she offered a faint smile. The arc of her smile was so subtle that no one would have mistaken it for genuine warmth, yet that curve of her lips lent a touch of softness to her bandaged, stoic profile.

After a moment of disorientation, he realized where he was and recalled what had happened before he fell into a deep sleep.

It seemed the Musi Empire was truly teeming with talent; at the very least, masters like Xue Xi and Ouyang Yi were rare in the Mingyue Empire. Judging by how familiar Mu Chen was with them, he likely frequented Treasure Mountain to hunt for relics as well.

Cao Feng did not notice; upon entering, he saw Li Mengjiao calculating accounts on her computer, the keyboard clattering loudly.

Therefore, until Jiang Feng possessed sufficient strength, he would not use the Imperial Weapon; but once he did, he had to kill without mercy and erase every trace.

"Hey... what’s the rush? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?" Tian Yu flung off the fat man’s hand that had been gripping hers.

Instead, he returned to his own side and, accompanied by an old man in a Zhongshan suit, entered the room where Old Master Sun lay critically ill.

In such a cloistered place, it was bizarre in the extreme that a mysterious Buddha statue would contain such a secret passage—one that was even illuminated.

After being promoted by the Eastern Empress Dowager, Beauty Wen showed no arrogance. When others spoke to her, she answered every question, leading many concubines to view her with higher regard and grow increasingly intimate with her.

As it turned out, Yang Wu had intended to use Ling Xiao’s hands to destroy Jiang Feng, which was why he had spoken the truth.

Poison Scorpion met Cao Feng in the tearoom on the first floor. It was their second meeting, and this time, Poison Scorpion was wearing a suit.

Turning back to Wu Daxia and his companions: relying on the chaos caused by the supply caravan and Wu Daxia’s veteran-level driving skills, the four of them had managed, with much luck, to temporarily shake off the persistent, leech-like pursuit of the Chameleon Turtle bastards.

After circling around, the car stopped at the hotel entrance again, leaving the reporters trailing behind them grinding their teeth in frustration. What was Su Qing doing? Was she giving them a tour of the city?

She had heard this sentence for too many years. There were countless examples, both of this kind and that, which proved its accuracy.

Ling Yan smiled slightly as he watched Shui Yue climb onto the bed without ceremony, her lithe body emitting a faint, milky scent of childhood.

Whether it was the way of utilizing the original divine artifact or the absorption of the power of faith, Xie Lang had stolen these techniques from others.

"This instrument came from the Western Regions and is called an Oud. The people of the Central Plains find the name difficult to pronounce, so they call it a Pipa." Chen Yansheng’s eyes brightened; vaguely guessing the identities of the two, he smiled and went to greet them.

His gaze fell upon Wei Zixi, his eyes a dark crimson. The terrifying aura radiating from him was enough to make even Wei Zixi’s expression shift.