Volume One, Chapter 24: A Belated Rebellion

"..." Jiang Shunuai caught a snippet of the conversation and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. What a dense, stereotypical remark; with an attitude like that, he wouldn't even be able to win over someone like Jiang Qianqian.

"Are you complimenting me or mocking me?" Lu Heng glared at her, while Cheng Hao just chuckled.

Wan Ling recited the incantation in her heart, and the pagoda began to spin. As it rotated, the surrounding air started to warp, as if time itself had slowed down at that moment.

However, there was nothing in the tribe left to raise. The only ceramic jar had been shattered during the move, leaving only the base, which they still relied on to store water.

Taking advantage of the early hour, Jiang Cha thought that since she was already in town, she might as well look for some carpentry shops and find skilled craftsmen to give the storefront a fresh new look.

In Jiangcheng, at a game company called Quartz Network, the office was still brightly lit despite it being well past closing time. The project manager, lead designer, and lead artist all wore troubled expressions until the company owner walked in.

"This restaurant is running quite well. It seems my big brother has experience in the restaurant business after all." Since it was managed by the family steward, Sheng Nanqi must have been providing support behind the scenes.

Jiang Shunuai stared blankly at Sheng Jingheng. Seeing his gloomy expression and the clear anger in his eyes, she didn't know what to say.

"Perhaps this young man is not as simple as he seems?" someone asked doubtfully, though their tone lacked any real conviction.

The people of Kyushu watching the livestream twitched in unison, staring at the Liuli beast on their screens in disbelief.

Now, Shi He’s guts were practically twisted with regret. Before Chu Xuan could even make a move, he proactively hit the ground on his knees with a loud thud and began slapping his own face repeatedly.

The reason every spirit pool could erupt with a massive amount of spirit stones each day was precisely because there was a spirit root at the bottom of each pool.

It was clear that the Chu family had always considered her a jinx and disliked her without exception, which was why they had abandoned her. So, what was going on now?

It all depended on luck. If your luck was poor, you might end up hatching an Ethereal spirit that would immediately drain Lu Yuansheng dry.

In that instant, the four people present seemed to see a different kind of brilliance, along with a flash of red, within the sharp, spirited eyes of Dalton.

By the time Qin Feng finished all these tasks, it was already late, and the yamen had long since closed for the day.

During this time, Sun Maoyu had lost count of how many slaps he had received. His face was swollen like a pig's head, and after being slapped again by Sun Fu, the pain was particularly excruciating.

When Shen Yanzhi and the warrior Chen saw the behemoth appear, both their faces showed pure horror. Chen was so terrified that his face turned pale, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

The shrill screech vibrated through the air, causing dozens of fragments of stone to fall from the ceiling of the cave.

While Yang Duo'er only spoke a few words, the expressions on her face conveyed a far richer story. Whenever the past was mentioned, her smile, the tenderness in her eyes, and her subsequent confusion and regret seemed to recount an entire love story through her demeanor.

Yu Feiyi seemingly hadn't expected Xiahou Ying to actually hand over the scroll. He paused for a moment, then instinctively reached out to catch it as it flew toward him.

Especially for disciples who had made significant contributions to the sect, their funerals were not only conducted with elaborate and solemn rites, but the sect leader would even attend in person.

Having learned from the previous two songs, the Heavenly Queen was not about to be fooled again. She put on a cold, aloof expression, activating her "tsundere" mode, waiting for An Liang to beg for mercy.

Although these hidden weapons were powerful, Takeda Katsuyori’s warning had allowed Sanada Masayuki to lift his left hand just in time to shield himself.

Yet, gazing at the imposing magnetic mountain giant before him, he thought: The outcome hinges on this single move; I must not retreat a single step.

"You... you..." As soon as Song Xiaodong released his grip on Zhao Lin’s collar, Zhao Lin slumped to the ground. His face was already swelling up, and he could only point at Song Xiaodong, too much in pain to speak.

After Xu Xiao was admitted to Hezhou Hospital, he started slipping out frequently after only two days of lying in bed. Naturally, Lin Wanqiu, unaware of the situation, was deeply worried.

The Luths were about to head toward the "Black Continent," a realm rarely trodden by humans. If the Black Vultures could provide support from the air, the concerns regarding unexpected accidents during the journey would be greatly reduced. Since the Black Vultures would need to rest after scouting, and there happened to be enough space above the sand ship, they decided to convert that area into a nest for them.

Seeing his student’s nonchalant expression, Xun Yu knew that he hadn't taken his words to heart at all.

Early on the morning of the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhicheng finished his breakfast, rolled up his bedding, and packed his other belongings, ready to head home the moment he left the examination hall.

The family retainer was terrified by the earlier shout. Seeing his young master in danger, he nearly lost his wits. Fortunately, he didn't panic entirely and immediately dispatched three subordinates to rush over and protect Zhao Tuo.

"What is caffeine?" Xun Yu asked the question that Cao Cao had been too embarrassed to voice.

When Zhang Jiao saw Feng Xu, he was filled with questions. He couldn't understand why Feng Xu had come here; according to the plan, Feng Xu should have been in Luoyang leading the uprising. Had something gone wrong?

Ling Banxia spotted a familiar figure by a wall. Her eyes lit up, and she immediately sprinted toward him.

Having already eaten with that girl, Li Hanyue, before returning, Bing Mo didn't feel particularly hungry. After taking a few casual bites of food, he got up and returned to his room.

Zhou Kuiruo was sitting in a chair, and since Chun Tao had her back turned to him, she didn't see the movement of him throwing the bottle.

Zhicheng finally understood: one way or another, life is just one lifetime. Sighing and lamenting was useless, and blaming heaven and others was even more futile. There was often a vast gap between ideals and reality, a disparity that couldn't always be bridged by effort alone. He would no longer make things difficult for his parents.