Volume 1, Chapter 28: Marrying Him Would Be Fine Too

At that very moment, Shen Qingqing raised her knee and delivered a fierce strike to his crotch. Xu Mingxuan gasped in wordless agony and collapsed sideways onto the bed frame, giving Shen Qingqing the chance to bolt. She clutched her collar tightly and pushed open the door to dash outside. She had only taken a few steps when she collided with a solid chest.

"Qingqing, what's wrong?" Mo Lilian’s voice rang out beside her. Shen Qingqing lifted her eyes slightly, meeting a pair of pupils as deep as the sea. Assistant Zhou? The person standing beside him was indeed Mo Lilian. Shen Qingqing’s heart skipped a beat. She caught a glimpse of her own reflection in the hallway window: her long hair was disheveled, and her clothes were in total disarray. Overwhelmed by a sense of crushing shame, she sidestepped Mo...

When Song Yuanqing went to work the next day, she clearly sensed an unusual atmosphere in the municipal compound. Everywhere she went, she heard hushed whispers. This eerie atmosphere made her feel deeply uncomfortable, yet at such a sensitive time, she found herself unable to offer any explanation.

All the officers kept their heads bowed, having thoroughly disgraced themselves that day. But with the Emperor personally conducting the inspection, they couldn't resort to their usual bribery; they could only hope the Emperor would not punish them all and that they might weather the storm.

However, she understood even more clearly that compared to nomadic tribes, the seemingly docile Han people were the most troublesome and difficult to deal with—a fact proven countless times over the century of grievances between the Liao Dynasty and the Great Yan.

Still, thinking of how his master’s lips had been curled upward since morning, Wu Gou felt that Chu Ren had at least gotten a sweet treat. His own master hadn't gained anything and was exhausted from running around; he couldn't imagine what there was to be so happy about all day.

But in this secret realm and cave dwelling, which suppressed cultivators at the Deity Transformation stage, it was a completely different story.

Not even the prince, Wanyan Zonggan, had appeared. If even he had been compromised, what about the others?

The five men’s faces lit up with joy. After a pause, Hao Zhong gave a few low orders. Three scouts remained, while the other two spurred their horses and turned back.

"Go find your smug satisfaction in the underworld!" The Ghost Doctor was fuming, his teeth grinding audibly.

Raising his head, he looked toward Song Zhijin from a distance. The wind and snow blurred his vision, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice.

I steeled myself with a strategy, summoned my courage, and channeled all my demonic energy into my right hand. My demonized palm gripped the Buddha blade tightly. As the old Taoist, Li Qiankun, shouted "three," I pushed off the ground and executed the Ghost Step.

These three had officially abandoned the Lord of the Earth Realm and were rushing toward the Demon Clan. Along the way, the Lord of the Metal Realm reported the situation to the God Emperor. For the God Emperor, it didn't matter if it was the Demon Clan or any other; as long as they could provide a powerful blood sacrifice, anything was acceptable.

That intense pressure of true energy, though it lasted only a second, was enough for Wang Chong to draw his conclusion.

Following this, Ye Tianci whipped his head around to glare at Jin Guobin and Huang Zhenglong. His brutal gaze made both men shudder, and without a moment’s hesitation, they burned their life essence, transforming into streaks of red light that shot into the distance like meteors.

Five guards rushed into the room instantly. Four of them dragged the two "merchants" away, while Xu Jishen handed the letter to the remaining guard.

Meanwhile, figures like the Old Sword Saint and Daoist Chongxu wore grave expressions. Yang Xu’s power was even more formidable than Xue Hanzi’s, and it appeared he hadn't even used his full strength.

Its current state was dire. It couldn't even maintain a steady crouch on the ground; its body trembled violently, and its aura was steadily fading.

Under the immense power of the Tree of Life, the Three-Legged Golden Crow no longer had any desire to escape. After all, it was a creature born of skeletal remains; if things continued this way, it would certainly meet its end.

Yang Xu did not directly cultivate his physical body. Instead, he chose to refine the Eight-Directions Heaven-Burning Furnace first. On this trip to the West Pond Sacred Land, he had to find a way to fuse the furnace. Previously, at the Celestial Tomb City, he had only gained a modicum of recognition from it.

Early the next morning, Wang Chong woke up in high spirits. Now that his status in the Yulun Palace had changed, he could naturally and confidently make demands of Jiang Muli.

However, this expression appeared on the trio’s faces for only a fleeting moment before vanishing—so briefly that one might doubt if it had ever truly existed or if it were merely a hallucination.

"Go on, speak," Yan Hang said, uncharacteristically pleasant as he hummed along with Liu, considering that the latter had been sacrificing his handsome face for the sake of the mission for days.

Six-Line Divination is intuitive, using the sixty-four hexagrams and their lines to interpret omens, which is particularly effective for predicting individual events.

"Have you really lost your memory?" Gu Shengze suddenly leaned in close to Xu Anhao, the distance between them narrowing to a single finger’s width—his absolute limit.

Yet, to Sun Yan’s surprise, once everything calmed down, the invisible barrier merely trembled violently rather than collapsing or dissipating!

"That junior sister doesn't have any physical injuries, but she was put into a deep sleep by Sun Tianxi and knows nothing of what happened. There is no valuable information to be gained," Baili Liusu said regretfully.

Seeing Chen Xiaowei, Gu Shengze’s expression darkened. But he could not interfere in the affairs of others; since Song Yanjue couldn't let her go, he couldn't force the issue.

They weren't in a hurry, though. It didn't matter if they ate later; they could rest in the living room and chat. Besides, it wasn't late yet, so they weren't exactly neglecting their guest.

"Hello, Teacher Lu." The contestants’ response was relatively uniform, their excitement clearly visible, and the cameras faithfully recorded it all.

His arm, which held the war halberd, shuddered. The surface of the pitch-black weapon instantly fractured, revealing a dazzling, glowing light from within the cracks.

With that, he struck five times, hitting each of the five men on the head and killing them instantly. He then strode out of the Guangming Temple and headed straight toward the west.

I paused, feeling that Zhu Ling was acting strangely today. Her speech was tinged with an inexplicable sense of solemnity that I found rather difficult to adapt to.

Only then did Gong Jingsi fully snap to her senses. She pushed Li Qinghe away with all her might, scrambled to her feet in a panic, and covered her thighs with one hand and her chest with the other, her face flushed red as she lowered her head.

The leader of the "Sky Wind Hall," though middle-aged, stood tall and graceful with a long sword strapped to his back, exuding an air of extraordinary elegance.

A biting wind swept past. Though the breeze was light, Zhu Sha’s tendons were already straining, and her body was a mass of raw flesh, her skin having been completely peeled away.

The students all expressed their disdain for Yao Li’s character, pointing and whispering whenever they saw her.