Volume 1, Chapter 27: Uninvited Guests

After Ding Kaixuan left, Sun Yaqin continued to set up her stall as usual. The landlady was very kind to her, frequently bringing her food and hot water.

The sound just now was violent; it was impossible for a successful pill refinement to cause such a loud explosion. It must have been a furnace blast.

This song felt as if it were sung specifically for him. He was a dignified prince, yet in his heart, he constantly worried about the day he might no longer be able to control the situation. Because of his high status, he felt profound loneliness and isolation. He longed for someone to hold his hand and stay by his side forever.

More crucially, the robe Lin Hao had dressed Chen Xing in was now torn in large sections—the neckline, the trousers, and the waist—exposing vast expanses of snow-white skin and offering a tantalizing, continuous view of her charms.

Just as Wu Kuang’s health points dropped to a mere five, the system notification finally sounded.

Lin Ruohan’s expression darkened. She felt that Xiao Fan had followed her, and she did not want to dwell on his motives; regardless, she felt a deep aversion toward him.

The crowd gasped in shock, but the Soul King-level experts present did not even have the time to cry out.

The fourth thing was that Mu Qixue finally accepted Bu Hui’s invitation to travel. Bu Hui specifically skipped a day of class to add to the weekend, and they spent time enjoying the mountains and rivers, which deepened their bond even further.

What?! Huangfu Lei’s eyes narrowed slowly. His expression, caught between rage and laughter, appeared comically distorted. Finally, he shifted his gaze away from Yu Zinuo’s face in disappointment, then rose slowly and walked step by step toward the wardrobe.

Xuan Qing’s sword danced, and in that instant, everyone around felt as if their vision had blurred, as if they had returned to a previous life.

Playing games was one thing, as it could be a way to relieve stress, but he didn't just play; he loved to pour money into them, often topping up thousands at a time. His life was already tight, and this habit caused his quality of life to plummet.

"Hmph, really?" Murong stared at Zhai Mo with deep suspicion, as if determined to pierce through his 'lie.'

After fighting for ten minutes, the man and the beast separated once again following a violent collision, both of them panting for breath.

Zhai Mo did not know how he had reached Murong. In any case, it felt like it had taken an eternity to draw near. He knelt half-way on the ground, his hands unsure of where to rest. His dejected silhouette made him look exactly like a king defeated in matters of state.

Walking through the void—this was an ability only attainable after breaking through to the level of a Battle Saint, perfecting one's domain, or, for a mage, surpassing the ninth rank to ascend to legend.

Someone in the Xiang Army recognized this weapon. Though it was not long, it could split a skull open with a single strike; it was an absolute instrument of death.

Xiao Fei could not help but remark, "As expected of the young master, he gets whatever he wants, but isn't this too extravagant?" She noticed the snowmaking machines and several workers located on the side of the building.

The brothers were all stunned, save for Sadamu, who looked thoughtful. The schemes in his fourth brother’s mind were not something an ordinary person could fathom.

Ning Yitian rested for a few seconds, walked to the starting line marked on the plaza, and prepared himself. He shouted "Run!" silently in his heart, then with a "Bang—," his legs surged with power as he lunged forward.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng also closed his eyes, striving to ignore the external disturbances and allow himself a proper rest.

Xi Mu Ye said nothing. He knew that Lin Yi was being so ostentatious before so many people merely to put on a show for them. Her goal was self-evident. Since he intended to cooperate with her in playing out this scene, how could he possibly refuse?