Volume 1, Chapter 43: This Brother Is a Real One—When Things Go Down, He Actually Steps Up

"Did he look for me the day before yesterday?"
Nie Xingyan's voice sounded ethereal and drifting, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
How could the trace of dazed astonishment on her face possibly escape Mu Yuan's notice?
Mu Yuan paused, the joy on his face fading somewhat.
Thinking of this, Qi Yueyao picked a few spiritual fruits, placed them in a basket, and began walking back. However, after taking only a few steps, before she even reached the edge of the orchard, she heard a rumbling sound, resembling the boiling roar of water over a fire.
That may be easily said, but how could this Ghost Smoke Slayer be so easily defeated? It was merely words of encouragement.
The people of today, being citizens of Southern Wu, no longer held deep animosity toward Guan Kuo's identity. His fame was growing steadily, especially after that single kill that claimed General Guanying. Gradually, many people held very complex feelings toward him, hovering somewhere between admiration and awe.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw figures soaring into the sky like hawks, surrounding and trapping the pursuing members of the Five Sects Alliance.
Ever since the Patriarch's cultivation was crippled and the Yu family gradually declined, they had rarely been able to associate with Golden Immortals, let alone possess the means to enlist the aid of a Golden Immortal expert.
Her laughter should have sounded like silver bells, but looking at the horrifying scene of her slaughter and the current splatter of fresh blood, the surrounding people involuntarily backed away in terror, hearing that laughter as the chuckle of the Grim Reaper.
"If there is no better candidate, I'll choose to possess Cao Cao for now!" Li Ling decided, keeping Cao Cao as a "backup plan."
"Your Majesty, the Seventh Princess is crying out so miserably, won't something happen to her?" Wu Dehai asked, shrinking his head.
"Ghost King, I never expected you to still be speaking!" The words forced through Qi Yueyao's clenched teeth were laced with ice shards. In an instant, her spiritual power enveloped the spacetime beast cage in her hand, rendering her subordinates completely immobile.
"This looks a lot like the note I left you before reminding you to attend the pajama party," he said.
A large round table was covered with a magnificent tablecloth and laden with a spread of culinary delicacies. Many of them were not only foods they had never eaten before, but things they had never even laid eyes upon.
Besides, in her view, Ruan Shi must care about her too; otherwise, out of all the people in the lurking night faction, why would he seek out no one else and specifically entrust this task to her?
"Third Brother, from now on you will study wood-type magic with Sister Yin. Master Ziyun has instructed that once you diligently study and fully absorb the medicinal potency from just now, you will suddenly break through to become a Grand Magician. Keep it up!" Duanmu Miao'er also encouraged Duanmu Feng.
Now he panicked. His sixth sister was notoriously vengeful within the family and never suffered a loss. If he were to offend her, would there be any end to it? He would be the one suffering in the days to come.
All of this had been meticulously planned. They knew that simply hurling it over would likely leave no chance for detonation; only by striking unawares would they have a chance to blow up the Archdemon.
Imperial Consort Lan adjusted her silver fox fur shawl, leaned on Yanyun's hand, and slowly walked down the icy, slippery city tower to admire the snow.
Gu Jiaqi did not know whether to be angry or amused. Truly, to do such a thing for a reason like this—she was entirely worthy of being a pupil taught by the Eastern Depot, perfectly mastering the essence of inflicting unbearable agony.
It was the season of blooming spring warmth; the grand garden was planted with hibiscus, touch-me-nots, smartweeds, roses, peonies, azaleas, and camellias, brilliant and gorgeous like a brocade of clouds, a breathtaking sight.
"Brother Ziyun, can we sleep together tonight?" That gaze carried an excess of sorrow, as though Ziyun owed her countless unpaid debts.
"Nonsense, of course I know Li Ruobai! When he first arrived at Tianshan, I was the one who received him!" Big Brother Dali said with a proud expression.
Shen Yize was somewhat surprised. He felt that had he and An'an not come, the Yang family might not have celebrated this festival at all.