Volume 1, Chapter 38: Come and Get Me, You Scoundrel

"Alright, stop crying. Look, even those monsters are starting to laugh at you. Don't listen to your Brother Ouyang; he’s a big meanie. Wipe your tears away, and let’s get back to hunting," Fanxing said, arriving beside Yanran and continuing to comfort her.

At this moment, the youth’s eyes were tightly shut, his brows slightly furrowed. His hands were locked in a meditative seal, his internal energy surging and rolling throughout his body. His breathing was rhythmic, and a faint medicinal fragrance began to diffuse into the air.

Just as Nidoking gave Weepinbell a forceful tug, pulling it toward him, Erika issued another command.

After Shinji arrived on the island, he walked directly toward the building on the distant mountain. As he drew closer, he faintly heard the sound of music. He remembered that the Gym Leader of the Trovitopolis Gym was a very young man who had a younger sister and enjoyed using dance to train his Pokémon.

"Shut your mouth! Do you want to stain the reputation of our Jiang clan? Defying our oath, even if it were like this, is not what the Flame Lord would have wanted," Jiang Xin roared at the group.

The meaning was completely twisted. At the suggestive words, Lan Rongyue’s earlobes turned slightly red. She took Yan Canglan’s hand in return and strode toward the Jia residence.

"I will help you break the curse!" With that, she left Cui Huimin stunned on the floor and pulled the door open to leave. It wasn't until Yu Jianbo entered and saw her sitting there in a daze that Cui Huimin snapped back to reality. She threw herself into Yu Jianbo’s arms and burst into loud, painful tears—or rather, tears of joy. Sorrow often follows extreme happiness, and joy can sometimes bring forth tears.

Wen Yukou frowned inwardly when he suddenly mentioned Jiaoyue’s death. The two were complete strangers, and their first meeting had been nothing but mutual probing—insincere and discordant. The beginning had already been unfriendly. She didn't know why the Third Prince had suddenly offered advice, telling her not to investigate the cause of Jiaoyue’s death and to let it go.

"Shall we go to Red Tassel Spear for some grilled fish?" Lanlan suggested from the side. Gao Qing agreed wholeheartedly; it was simply excellent value for money.

Seeing that he was unharmed, I felt a temporary sense of relief and cast a look of gratitude toward the man in front of me. His long hair flowed, and every gesture he made exuded an air of elegance. The gaze he leveled at me seemed to hold a hint of familiarity.

This accidental discovery made her heart race. It turned out her master wasn't indifferent to her at all; he was simply reserved by nature and not good at expressing his feelings.

After Qu Wurong finished speaking, she gave Qu Yizhu a meaningful look and turned to walk out of the hall. She wasn't specifically targeting Qu Yizhu; she just felt an inexplicable sense of turmoil in her heart.

The old man suddenly looked like a defeated rooster. He glared fiercely at Old Xu before moping out of the door. Before Old Xu could even feel excited, he heard an enthusiastic shout from outside—he didn't need to listen to know who it was.

Fu Yuanzhou had thought he could endure it, and while he did manage to hold back, the words Lian Jin had spoken that day made him feel as if he were on the verge of vomiting blood.

Fa Ming finally let out a sigh of relief. With burning eyes, he channeled his energy, ready to break the restriction and bite her at any moment. To his surprise, the more energy he used, the more numb his body became.

Lei Hu’s face was filled with murderous intent, as were the other god-level powerhouses; it seemed they could barely stop themselves from charging forward.

Because Du Chong had trespassed alone, and since it was their Sand Village that had betrayed him first, they couldn't even find a reason to argue with him.

Dongfang Tanyi ignored those who were fleeing, his eyes locked firmly on his third brother.

"After Yin Changfeng got what he wanted, he fed me the Seven-Day Dispersal poison. I feigned death to escape, happened to run into General Liu, and have been staying here ever since," Lin Yunran briefly explained what had happened during that time.

She had gone on a trip to a scenic area with her family, but she had been acting paranoid the entire way. She felt as if someone was watching her! Because of this, she had taken many photos that would be considered subpar from a photographer’s perspective. As the number of photos grew, her inner anxiety only intensified.

Rong Di did not yet know that he had fallen into a meticulously planned trap. A crow stared fixedly as they left; it was a bird released by the Devourer, observing their every move.

If Han Ziche were to see through their desperation, he would guess that they didn't actually have that many people on their side.

"I didn't expect Uncle Liao Bing to have such a heavy taste," the Witch Doctor said, suppressing a laugh while looking at him with admiration.

Several rhythmic system prompts sounded, and blue beams of light shot out, sending the Youth Elite Team, who hadn't made much preparation, reeling and stumbling.

At this moment, Yao Qing leaned in close, brushing past Jin Chen; he could clearly smell the scent drifting from Jin Chen.

There weren't many things in the room. As a noble consort, the life of Long Zhaohua’s mother was truly a bit meager.

Although no one had ever tried this method, and though it was merely a "possibility," Jin Chen believed that Wu Huang had not lied to him.

The evil cultivator, who was running for his life in a frenzy, saw the sword energy released by Ye Lin chasing him. He couldn't help but let out a strange cry, immediately accelerating while simultaneously casting a bolt of blood-red light in an attempt to block Ye Lin.

Suddenly, a high-pitched and passionate song drifted through the slum area, accompanied by heavy, unhurried footsteps. It was as if the song had come from somewhere between heaven and hell.