Volume 1, Chapter 25: Senior Brother, Won't You Stay the Night With Me?

"No one has ever dared to speak to me like that." Wang Shaolong’s face was cold as he asked, word by word, "Do you know who I am? Do you know the status of my grandfather?"

Since he was a child, everyone he met had been subservient to him; no one had ever dared to defy his will. Chen Fan not only defied him but also spoke to him with insolence. This made him furious and deeply enraged.

"Who you are? Go ask your mother, don't ask me," Chen Fan sneered. "As for your grandfather, even if he were the ruler of the entire province, so what?"

Chen Fan’s medical skills were inherited from Guiguzi, and he had absorbed some of the sage’s ambiguous, unconventional nature as well. If he didn't want to save someone, even the King of Heaven himself...

What Nuannuan did not know was that the Crown Princess was inherently simple-minded. Had it not been for a few capable confidants and the Crown Prince cleaning up her messes every time she made a mistake, she would have lost her life ten times over living in the Eastern Palace.

A monstrous surge of spiritual energy slammed toward Jin Ci. Without the protection of the magic soldier mech or the shield of the Golden Demon aura, Jin Ci had no choice but to exhaust all his strength to deploy his ultimate defensive technique, the "Golden Light Wall," to block the attack.

She had been too shocked earlier to hear clearly whether she, as the "Lady of Lequan," had been granted any fiefdom or what treasures had been bestowed upon her.

That was a prayer to Kane the Blood-Handed, just as the curses whispered in the hearts of vermin were prayers to the Great Horned Rat.

However, in that era, language was still in its primitive stages, and records were kept using stones, a practice known as "cairn record-keeping."

By late October, the rice and other crops in the Lidi area had been harvested, and Wen Xingzu and his wife, Yuan, finally left Anping City with their bank drafts.

Since they lacked knowledge of warpstone, if you were to hand them a few standard warpstone boilers without an engineer warlock watching over them, they would blow the whole thing to pieces.

***

After breakfast, with the exception of Nightingale, who was resting, and Spark, who stayed behind to guard the base, everyone else boarded the Demon Island with Li Hanlin.

After all, the Wu and Yao clans were now sworn enemies, their conflict having only ceased due to the decree of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Ever since Chen Tian attained the Dao of the physical Hunyuan using Pangu’s blood essence, the Yao Emperor and his kin had been obsessed with obtaining that essence.

"It’s quite nice to appreciate the wonders of nature!" Chi Ning was not about to give up; she was determined to lure them out.

"Nuanxue, to be honest, I do have a favor to ask," Nanzhi said with some hesitation.

"Don't worry, we can afford to lose three thousand merit points!" Lu Wu said nonchalantly.

Li Wei felt the same way. He secretly rejoiced, feeling that coming here today was the right decision. Not only had he met President He, but perhaps he could also build a connection with Master Tang the Fifth. If he could truly collaborate with Master Tang, his promotion would be just around the corner.

"Am I that good to look at?" Mu Jinyuan asked, watching her expression. He lowered his head slightly and revealed a gentle smile.

Because the dried sweet potatoes of this era were purely handmade at home, they were natural, green food, which naturally made them delicious. Moreover, the most important thing was that Lu Yiheng was feeding them to her personally.

Just as Mu Xiaoxiao was wondering what to say to him, he walked past her as if she were a total stranger.

"Going home." Zhou Yao smiled at them, then walked out of the hospital room. Everyone followed, trailing right behind her.

Hongzhao looked at Rui'er and Hongyang with a childish expression and said with concern, "Slow down."

Therefore, when Xi Ruoyan chose this man for Xi Muyi, she had deliberated repeatedly before finally settling on Leng Zifeng.

"Let's go." Su Monan looked back at Gu Zhucheng, dropped that sentence, and walked out of the office.

"Seven!?" Sure enough, even though everyone had anticipated it, Ran Hongfu’s words still drew a gasp of surprise.

However, saying so was not entirely wrong; Qu Yi would eventually be engaged to Xiong Baiwan. It might be a bit premature to say it now, but when it comes to news, it’s fine as long as some parts are true.

"I really underestimated their determination. No, I have to make a call." Ouyang Feifei put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and went upstairs.

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The person who spoke was Mu Ye. Wearing his unchanging black attire, he carried an oppressive, terrifying aura like the Grim Reaper, his gaze so cold it seemed to freeze one's blood as it locked directly onto him.

However, between the sea and the sky, Ling Tian’s voice resonated once again. The sea demon noble, who was in the midst of fleeing, realized he had been locked onto by divine sense, and was then dragged out from the seabed by a massive, invisible force.

Thundering applause erupted in the villa again. Even the Chief Executive walked onto the stage to present Sima Ruyun with a bouquet of flowers, followed by a congratulatory hug.

That day, I was bored, drinking coffee at Starbucks, when I suddenly heard a commotion at the entrance.

How could she not know that her master only viewed her as a tool? But she asked for little; she only hoped for one moment of genuine affection, just for her.

It was a young man in his twenties, wearing a black tank top. No wonder he was hard to see earlier—wearing a black tank top in the middle of the night, only a ghost could spot him; he was practically a chameleon.

Because of their status, it was difficult for both of them to make sincere friends who didn't care about fame, fortune, or standing.

Her child, the child she cherished most, had lost its life before it even had a chance to see the world.

A young man dressed in a black, tight-fitting combat suit with red layered armor plates stepped out. He carried a long scythe in his left hand and a fire-patterned fan engraved with a red tomoe on his back. His blood-red eyes were particularly chilling as he questioned the outer disciples.

The jade flute in Wu Chang'an's hand fell, yet he didn't even notice. Watching Niu Bi, his mouth twitched. What kind of person was this guy? He had stepped onto the Third Spirit Seat and casually swallowed two treasures capable of sparking a war in the cultivation world?

A moment later, everyone except Liang Ze lay in a pool of blood, not a single survivor left. The air was instantly filled with the heavy stench of blood.

One must know that to attain the Dao through physical cultivation requires breaking through the heavens with sheer force. I truly don't know if I should call Di Xin overconfident or just arrogant.

Listening to the two of them whispering sweet nothings as if no one else were around, the others felt nothing but contempt. They were so smooth with their lies, they didn't even feel ashamed.

Although that item was labeled as gold-tier, its actual quality far exceeded gold, and might even surpass dark-gold.