Chapter 27: Nonsense

Upon hearing Manager Wang’s arrangements, Xiao Qingya was taken aback. However, having no room to refuse, she nodded in agreement.

Wang Chen did not object to this either. He could tell that by having Xiao Qingya stay by his side, Manager Wang was likely afraid that he might sell his medicinal pills directly to others over the next few days. While Foundation Establishment Pills were precious, the supreme-grade Qi Gathering Pills in Wang Chen’s possession were equally impressive. If Wang Chen were willing...

Another day passed. Dozens of alchemical bombs were already lined up before Han Dong’s alchemy table. Finally, feeling a wave of dizziness, Han Dong ceased his crafting and began to practice meditation to restore his mental energy.

"Are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor to take a look?" Chen Xinyi sensed that something was wrong with her state, so she walked over and gripped her shoulders.

With that, he transformed into a streak of light and shot out through a breach in the stern of the flying vessel, followed immediately by a series of muffled, thunderous clashes.

While ordering his army to stand in battle formation, he also commanded the bloodline warriors to retreat quickly; otherwise, they might face grave danger.

Had the chestnut become sentient? She reached out to grab it, but the chestnut dodged her. Just as she was fuming with frustration, the chestnut delivered itself right to her lips.

Lan Tian, however, concealed his feelings well. He feigned indifference while drinking with Zhang Fei, and eventually returned to his quarters early.

Sure enough, the next moment, the entity that had locked onto his divine sense finally revealed its traces in the world.

It usually only opened once a month, and it rarely remained open for more than three consecutive days at a time.

Shells were loaded into the tube and fired; moments later, a booming explosion erupted a few hundred meters away.

Ignoring whether or not it was useful, Di Chongxiao continuously replenished his throwing knives. Though he appeared to be throwing with full focus, the majority of his attention was actually fixed on guarding against the direction of the hill.

***

The Black Dragon symbolizes retribution. Hmm... Ye Zheng looked at the imposing, awe-inspiring black giant dragon, feeling quite moved. Retribution... did that imply it possessed incredibly powerful attack strength?

However, the moment I lowered my head, something about her caught my attention.

The current factions were like plow oxen that had been bled dry of their last drop of sweat, with only their meat left to be harvested. Xiao Mo naturally would not let such an opportunity to loot a burning house pass him by. It seemed that ever since its founding, the Desolate Kingdom had been in the business of looting burning houses, and they were tireless in their efforts.

Liu Ying was a capital official who understood the inner workings of the imperial court perfectly. Even the Three Excellencies were backing Xia Feng—that alone was a significant credential. Furthermore, the fact that even the ailing Emperor wished to summon Xia Feng made the underlying connections immediately clear to Liu Ying.

"It wouldn't hurt to go out and see, but I wonder where you intend to go?" Long Yinxuan continued to sip his tea without even lifting his eyelids.

Strength—everything still came down to strength. Without sufficient power, he always felt timid and constrained, unable to truly unleash his potential.

Although Ye Zheng did not know what kind of place that was, nor what those two pillars were, he wisely refrained from approaching them rashly to investigate. Being in an unfamiliar land, every location felt extremely dangerous to him.

With the preliminary qualifiers over, Ye Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, such high-intensity competition was a severe test for any player! Of course, experts, by relying on their own calculation and control abilities, still held an advantage over the average person.

Early this morning, Lu Hong and Lu Erniang brought these people over to clean up the Lu family’s courtyard. Because Lu Erniang had offered generous wages as Lu Xiang’er had suggested, these workers were truly diligent. By midday, the entrance to the wine cellar was already taking proper shape.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan turned to look at the Taoist, only to find, to his surprise, that the Taoist was stowing treasure after treasure into his spatial ring.

"Fine, you lead the way. As long as you take me to the Heavenly Mirror Terrace and prove that Qingsi is truly there, I will return the Mad Demon Pearl to you!" Tian Sheng stared at Bian Kongkong and said.

An elderly man in ornate robes with a cold expression pulled at his cheeks and said in a deep voice, his face contorted as if he wished to charge in himself and slaughter the Lei Zhen Sect to the last man. The murderous intent from his youth surged forth instantly.

"Yes." After returning yesterday, Huo Qingsong had asked Huo Bao to tell the wet nurse, Zheng, that he wished to speak with her the following day.

The Fourteenth Prince, whom she had once despised the most, was now someone she could only look up to. Was it laughable, or was it pathetic?

"Perhaps you would like to take a seat inside? I shall inform Steward Yun immediately," the gatekeeper said, not daring to slight Prince Cheng.

***

"Wow, that would be wonderful! I’ll go collect it later." With that, things became even simpler.

In front of "outsiders," the Old Madam insisted on addressing Yun Ci as "Marquis." Even though they were mother and son, the formality and decorum she maintained left Chuxiu feeling quite moved.

As the two sides clashed, the power of the Profound Ice took effect, freezing the Night’s palm. However, when the thin sword struck later, it failed to shatter the ice and sever the enemy's hand.

Li Yi rushed into the car without looking back and slammed the door shut. Watching his pathetic, fleeing figure, I burst into laughter, holding my stomach. I had finally avenged myself; he had been tormenting me all day.

However, Yin Long was a Divine Realm expert after all. Although Lin Tianya’s words carried an indescribable magic, with a soft exhale, a faint cracking sound seemed to resonate through the surrounding space. The next moment, everyone instantly snapped out of their trance.

To this day, I still cannot shake the image of that brutal battle. Seeing my comrades being torn apart by spore insects was sickening. They often appear in my dreams, and I wake up in a cold sweat, terrified. I am often tortured by this guilt—suppressed, stifled, and in pain.

Tong Xiaoxiao nodded. Although a few disciples had died, he did not seem to take it to heart. Survival of the fittest—that was the way even among the disciples of the Shadow Sect.

"I will take good care of my little brother. If anyone dares to bully him, I’ll beat them up!" Tingting said with a firm tone.

Both sets of parents had secretly set the wedding date, and now all that remained was for Meng Jingyi to nod in agreement.

After the meal, Wen Jiaran wanted to drag them into a card game. Treatment might start tomorrow, and she wanted Wen Ningyu to relax. To her surprise, just as they sat down, a call came in from Ye Jiaran.

There are men who, after being tempered by the passage of time, become as gentle as jade; perhaps that is the best way to describe the man before me. In the presence of such a man, one cannot help but lower oneself, instinctively viewing him as a god, with reverence and humility.

This point was truly beyond his control. He couldn't help but lower his eyes, and a bitter smile blossomed on Yan Yi’s lips.

I dialed Lan Fei’s number again, but after a few rings, she hung up on me. It really is strange—what on earth are those two doing?