Volume One, Chapter 31: The Carefree Sovereign!

"Isn't this just bullying us?" Yang Tian grumbled.

But after saying it, he remembered that an inner sect disciple was standing right beside him, which made him quickly apologize: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother. I didn't mean you; I was just complaining about the sect..."

Qin Feng ignored him.

As the door opened, several pairs of eyes landed on Zhang Chen, scrutinizing the young man.

The ancients had no concept of matching outfits for couples, and the term "couple's attire" seemed somewhat inappropriate when applied to an Emperor and Empress. Therefore, Shen Xingyue made a slight adjustment and called it "husband and wife attire."

"Hahaha, what are you saying, Xueniang? Brother Yin Qing and I have no grudges; why would I tease him without reason? This isn't a test, but a bit of guidance," Luo Yan said with an air of profound composure, never expecting that a single jar of wine could contain such hidden depths.

Daoist Yize paused and paced forward, coming before the disciples. He carefully examined their injuries; some were shallow and would heal completely, while others would leave permanent scars. Daoist Yize sighed before speaking slowly.

When she returned that evening, Shen Xingyue learned that Yu Liyuan had spent the entire day acting as a legal clerk.

Luo Chuli looked at the handsome man beside her and felt a profound regret—if only he weren't Qi Yang, how wonderful that would be.

Afterward, she lifted the red cloth cover. The crowd looked on with confusion, as the item was merely a broken stone covered in mottled marks. Just as everyone began to question its presence at the auction, Su Ya'er spoke up.

The moment she appeared, the lighting technician noticed her and intentionally directed the spotlight onto her, instantly making her the center of attention.

Seeing Master Jiu suddenly fall silent with a strange expression on his face, Yin Qing did not know what to do and could only stand still, waiting for Master Jiu to speak again.

Lu Xue took her leave of the Supreme God Wuxiang and continued to personally select items for her grand wedding. The Supreme God Wuxiang took flight toward the Thirty-Third Heaven.

But now, never mind not using Eagle Eye, even with it, Fatty dared not claim he could defeat Jiezi on a grassland map with a hundred percent certainty.

Since he already knew, Old Gao simply laid out the entire sequence of events to add some fodder for conversation at the table.

Who would have thought that one of the young men would reach out directly to Xu Tianyi: "Please hand over your identification." Xu Tianyi gritted his teeth for a long moment before pulling his documents from his backpack. Watching the young man turn and leave, he thought to himself that it was fortunate Luo Qianqian had already departed.

Xia Xue swung her staff, outputting skills frantically. This golden staff was much more powerful than her previous one, and the skill damage was terrifying.

"The city is worrying about this for no reason; do they have money they don't know how to spend?" Old Xin clearly disapproved of the matter, unaware that it was connected to Old Gao.

However, unexpectedly, Qiyan could no longer take human form, though his cultivation remained; it seemed he had merely been suppressed.

Yin Yichen gripped Shen Linxi's hand tightly, refusing to loosen his hold, as if letting go would mean she would never return. His heart had never felt so unrestrained and wild, yet at the same time, never so tense and filled with trepidation.

"Xing, it's fine for you to wear the nano-armor, but for heaven's sake, do not release the ice nanoparticles!" Feifei couldn't help but roar.

Milky white clouds drifted through the mountains, moving slowly like flowing cream. The air held a hint of moisture, and everything around felt fresh and pristine.

Under normal circumstances, he was easygoing, but when it came to matters he insisted on, once he had made up his mind, he would never let go or give up—he would even risk his life to see it through.