39. Chapter 039 (All subsequent chapters contain the mother arc)

Hua Ronghua simply stewed some rice with oil and salt in an earthen pot, adding a few cabbage leaves to cook it all together in one go. While waiting for the meal to be ready, she picked up the purse she had made to inspect it closely. On the outside, it actually looked fine, but when she flipped it over, the stitched edges were uneven and ragged, as if they were about to unravel at any moment.

Upon hearing this, it was clear that the Crown Prince was interested. Hua Ronghua focused her attention even more intensely. "I don't think there's any problem. If the Crown Prince trusts me, you can leave it to me." Even if she had never studied marketing, she had seen enough shopping malls, exhibitions, and auctions in the modern world to understand the basics.

As the radiance faded, the figure became clearly visible. With his handsome and striking features, who could it be but Wu Wei? At this moment, it was naturally Hou Yi controlling Wu Wei’s body, and everything was being orchestrated by him.

"Uh, this... it wouldn't be right to keep troubling the Crown Princess." Although Hua Ronghua wanted to work hard and earn money, getting too close to the Crown Prince didn't seem appropriate. She had already heard rumors about her and the Crown Prince, so she wanted to distance their relationship.

Feeling her legs being hugged once more, Wu Wei frowned involuntarily. He moved his knees, but they were gripped so tightly that not only could he not shake them off, but he also lost his balance.

Su Yi felt confused by He Zhenhuan’s intense stare, yet he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity and closeness.

Zhuoyue was enduring the pain of his wounds being torn open again. The lacerations had to withstand the stinging herb juice once more, causing his already fragile spirit, which had just begun to recover, to suffer another crushing blow.

"Revenge!" came a roar from beside him. The fatty Luo Bai’s aura surged as he transformed into his true form and flashed onto the bow of the ship.

Little did he know, Su Mo had woken up from a nap and could no longer sleep. Rather than lying there with her eyes open in fear, she preferred to find something to do to distract herself.

Ahead, the divine tree continued to glow, wrapped in endless black mist. Its once-lush branches and leaves were barely visible; only a single, towering trunk remained, standing straight like a spear or a pillar.

Her head rested in the hollow of my neck, her long hair spilling over me. There was her jade-white skin, her long, thick, dark eyelashes, her slightly upturned nose, and her parted lips, as delicate as rose petals.

He had clearly observed the enemy's teleportation pattern for a long time—it required the presence of a human soul to function. How could reality be so completely at odds with his observations?

Meijiao was anxious and furious. "You're spouting nonsense! How could Lin Ke be fine? The Earl was clearly sucking his blood just a moment ago." Ming Fei shook off Meijiao, agitatedly preparing to turn back.

It is not terrible for someone to plot against you; what is terrible is not even knowing who the person plotting against you is.

Except for the necessary appliances, the entire house was devoid of any decoration. There were no displayed photographs and very few traces of life. It was as if the occupant had just moved in—a literal empty shell.

Although the church’s sacred relic had enveloped all the witnesses in the plaza, those observing from a distance still knew what had transpired there.

At the base’s training ground, a row of weapons was laid out. He picked one at random and fired a barrage at the targets.

The man in front of me, wearing coarse, homespun clothes, was my father. He was the one who had engaged in the intimate act with my short-lived mother to create this physical vessel for me in this life. He was also the first person to hold me, small and helpless, in his palms after I descended to the mortal realm and became a tiny, short-limbed infant.

I hurriedly mustered the courage to face the blade barehanded, shielding Li Tan with my entire body. Yet, after waiting for a moment, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

"Then, if you don't marry in this life, can't you just go to Changshan in the next generation to find a wife?" Yanyan asked.

In the Mingyu Kingdom, Shangguan Chen had killed Qu He and staged it to look like Qu He had died suddenly while out on a training journey. Given that Qu He was his subordinate, his death did not attract much attention. Furthermore, among the substitute geniuses who had followed from Mingyu, Le Zhu was dead and Le Lan’s strength was too low, so the spot was filled by Yu Rou.

"If I could marry Sister Xi, I would have no regrets in this life," Li Feng thought to himself. He then gave a self-deprecating smile, shaking off the unrealistic thought. At his current stage, he couldn't even protect himself, let alone dream of marrying Sister Xi—it was truly laughable.

But as soon as people saw Zhu Da’s group, they immediately kept their distance. Some turned pale, while others remained composed. As for the thugs, they were simply beaten to the ground by wooden spears until they cried out in pain, then kicked to the side of the road.

After leaving the human enhancement test area, Xing Tianyu wandered through several other sections. However, these areas were still in the initial stages of development, with no results to show for them other than various impractical assumptions and plans.

Xiahou Chen forced himself to stay calm, though his expression changed drastically and his hands, hidden in his sleeves, trembled as if he were suffering from a seizure.

Yu Dong walked slowly toward Shangguan Chen, his eyes filled with intense murderous intent. Although Yu Rou had acted impulsively, if not for Shangguan Chen’s malicious attack on Le Bing, the incident on the arena floor today would never have happened. Yu Rou was not stupid; she wouldn't have fought so desperately if she knew she stood no chance against Shangguan Chen.

The Empress Dowager’s clothes were soaked, and the phoenix hairpin in her hair had fallen out, leaving her hair in a tangled mess. She no longer possessed her former majesty, appearing utterly desolate and ruined.

With things having reached this point, offering money might only cause more trouble. Blacksmith Zhang sheepishly put the money back into his pocket and directed his assistants to unload the spears from the cart.

Zhu Da took a deep breath and entered the water. He had specialized in swimming over the years, so this depth was nothing to him. After fumbling around in the water and using the light of the torches filtering through the surface, he easily located the foreign objects: four iron-bound wooden chests at the bottom of the well.

A sharp shout jolted Chai Ling awake, but then he saw a large foot strike toward him. With a dull thud, the crowd below saw Chai Ling’s body fly into the air like a sack, kicked away by Shi Jin.

Before this, the impression Li Yunyao had left on them was that of a kind person who practiced charity, and a victim who had committed suicide with her child. Now, her image was becoming increasingly vivid.

Some people were even selling all the items he had used, even the tissues he used at night, and what was more absurd was that there were actually people buying them.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Cao Qiang was only level ten and a mere Soul Master; after his cultivation, his foundation was solid, his meridians had widened several times over, and his soul power and explosive force were astonishing!