Volume 1, Chapter 51: The Cold War

Rong Shaoqin dialed Sang Haining's number, but it was busy.
He called again, and it was still busy.
Sang Haining refused to answer his calls.
He contacted the family estate, and the servant said that Sang Haining had been there, stayed for less than an hour, and then left.
Rong Shaoqin had no choice but to send her a message: Where are you? Let me know you are safe.
Shortly after, Sang Haining replied: I am staying at Chuyi's place recently. Do not look for me.

Yang Feng anxiously asked, "What other problems could there be?" Just a moment ago, he was riding high on excitement, only to have cold water poured on him by Long Chen right after.

Consort Nian kept her promise, subtly praising in front of Kangxi that her recent bad temper was entirely her own fault, and she was grateful that Fourth Prince had patiently endured it all. Then, she asked seemingly in passing when the Fourteenth Prince would be returning to the Northwest.

Yet, if he refused to come over, was Princess Nanping truly that wonderful? Zhu Xuan smiled slightly. Just watch me, I am going right over there. If I refuse to go over, it will drive you crazy with anxiety.

Li Jing let out a furious roar. He hurled the exquisite pagoda in his hand, and immediately after, his hands continuously formed incantations. The pagoda, which had been only about a foot high, expanded rapidly in size.

"Lord Hai, your spirit will forever live on in the hearts of the people of Chengde, endure through history, forever... never admitting defeat... forging ever onward." These sycophants grew more and more absurd with their flattery.

Half a year ago, the Kunlun Sect suddenly dispatched a large number of elite masters to attack the Mount Shu Sect. The pretext was that the Mount Shu Sect was colluding with practitioners of the demonic path. In the end, the Sword Cultivators' Alliance and the Heavenly Court intervened simultaneously, but instead of suppressing the matter, it escalated sharply.

Back in the day, the Hai family belonged to the Bordered Blue Banner. According to their status and standing, they should have been listed right at the top of the third row. He checked the names one by one, scanning for a long time until his eyes grew blurred, yet still he could not find his father's name.

Through the night, almost all the renowned surgeons in Beihai were abruptly roused from their beds and gathered together to perform emergency surgery on a young man lying in a hospital bed.

Looking at Jingyun, who was fast asleep with his head buried, Ling Feng shook his head and gave a bitter smile. This fifth senior brother of his was truly utterly speechless; when sleeping at night, he insisted on wrapping his head tightly in the quilt, and he loved to curl his body into a tight ball, sleeping face down like an ostrich.

Heling was startled by Wang Hao's sudden, violent action, but she also knew that beating Ye Wu would definitely bring a host of troubles knocking on their door. It would be best to head back early before those troubles arrived.

Facing Bian Bi'an's inquiry, Du康 naturally did not dare to conceal anything and could only answer honestly.

"I apologize, I mistook you for my wife. I am looking for her, and your figures and voices are very similar." Jun Nuo slowly regained his sanity and took another step back.

That fierce beast kept its eyes fixed on him. At this moment, even if Suxin wanted to return to the crystal tower, it would not be an easy task.

Because he had previously known Tang Yuanhao, he simply nodded at him casually, treating it as a brief and simple greeting.

One cannot say these people lacked a conscience or were foolish; one can only say that this was probably just reality.

"How I treat her, you can see for yourself." Jun Nuo made no promises, as he did not have that habit. There was no need to flaunt affection in front of others; as time reveals a person's heart, many things need not be spoken of, for time will prove everything.

"I am quite certain about this matter, but there is no need for you to send people to help. Once I have cleared and developed the place, I will notify you. I'll be taking this map, alright?" With that, Ao Xingfeng picked up the map, gave it a wave, and said.

The Nightmare Emperor's head was real, and his body was real as well, but he was already dead. It was a puppet master manipulating him from within his body.

Zhao Feng recognized the material known as the Crying Blood Golden Crystal; it was one of the three great divine materials used for forging immortal artifacts. However, he had never imagined that one day he would actually hold a treasure forged from one of the three great divine materials, and moreover, one formed entirely by nature.