Volume 1, Chapter 44: Something Important is Lost
Zhou Huaiqing looked around, feeling that something was not quite right, though he could not put his finger on it.
Qi Min had remained within everyone's sight the entire time; logically speaking, Old Master Qi would not let such a good opportunity slip by.
While one should not harbor malicious intentions toward others, one must always be on guard against them. This was a man who had orchestrated a scheme even during Qi Rui's coming-of-age ceremony.
Driven by unease and setting aside their previous friction, he walked over and sat down beside Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen still wore a sullen expression and gave him the cold shoulder, but Shen Yuzhi took the initiative to lean over and strike up a conversation. "If you ask me, Brother Huaiqing, aren't you worrying too much? Old Master Qi is, after all, a figure of status and standing, and Qi Min is a proper young lady from a good family. Short of..."
"What, you can't spit it out? Since that's the case, I suppose this boring meeting can end here. I'm tired and heading back first." With that, Yu Feng'er turned and began to walk away.
Tai Ling sensed that something was amiss, but it was too late to change his stance. The secondary avatar brought its palms together, preventing the sword gleam from advancing even an inch. Before Tai Ling could adjust his tactics, dozens more Blood Soul Condensing Yin Swords flew out from the Womb Realm, darting back and forth. In the blink of an eye, Tai Ling, now stripped of his defenses, was slain on the spot.
Wang Yitian was likewise terrified of Ye Feng, but with so many teachers and board members present, his courage grew considerably.
Looking at the section of his belly that had nearly turned into bamboo, Lu Chen took a deep breath and mentally recalled what the Earth Talisman Spirit had told him.
"You can't read it? Could it be that he possesses the physiognomy of the True Son of Heaven?" The Emperor frowned, a flash of malice passing through his eyes. As a sovereign, the Emperor truly disliked situations slipping out of his control time and time again.
Jiraiya leaped toward the Deva Path Pain. Up in midair, the Deva Path Pain was only just falling back down to earth. Jiraiya's landing was spot on; twisting his body in midair, he delivered a heavily weighted downward axe-kick from above, precisely smashing into the back of the tumbling Deva Path Pain.
"If you can't help it, just drive over to find Sister Xi to resolve it. Don't think I don't know that you two have already gone all the way!" Liu Mei said.
Clearly, the two sides could not reach an agreement. Tang Cheng said to Xin Yuehu, "Go up and help." Xin Yuehu acknowledged the command, drew the Phoenix Banner, and charged forward.
"Elder Sister, you said this isn't a tattoo, so what on earth is it? Could it be some kind of curse seal? Surely not," Hanabi asked, tilting her head, her cheeks flushed red from the warmth of the hot spring.
At this moment, Huang Shi undeniably grew melancholy. He was now truly experiencing the agony of being unable to have both fish and bear's paw.
Yet, after a long while without hearing Su Jinrong speak, Lady Sun finally sensed something was wrong. She put down her needle and thread, sat down right in front of Su Jinrong, and met his reddened eyes, feeling a sharp pang in her heart.
Xin Yi staggered upon landing and nearly fell. He looked in astonishment at the half-sword in his hand, reached outward, and used a pulling force to summon another sword from beneath the platform.
Once Princess Yao Duo moved into the Princess's Mansion, and with Shaokang busy with military affairs, this would present a golden opportunity for his own heir, Yishengoran. Right now, although it remained unknown whether his heir and Princess Yao Duo were destined for each other, how could one ever know if a blossom would bear fruit without making contact?
Lady Zhen was clearly a woman of few words; she merely nodded toward Old Madam Lou before her, gave a slight bow, and did not utter a single sentence.
It was precisely at this instant that Jiang Renbao perceived a scene of decay throughout both his internal body and his physical flesh itself. Only the Dragon Gate within his Qi aperture maintained its original state, radiating a faint, negligible wisp of immortal aura.
When it came to this matter, the ones with the true power to decide were the parties involved, namely Li Rugang and the Young Madam. Neither of them could bear the thought of the elderly making such a long and arduous journey. Coupled with Qin Yue raising even more critical safety concerns, the Young Madam's return to the capital became an absolute certainty.
Long Yi had no idea that Qi Yu had woken up. He lay there sprawled out, fast asleep, looking utterly exhausted.
Qi Feng was fortunate to survive, taking more than half a year to fully recover, yet he was still left with lingering ailments. Whenever rainy weather struck, he would suffer from chest tightness and shortness of breath.
"Auntie, you should rest early. I'll go to the front courtyard to check on Uncle Wang, and I guarantee I won't let them get him drunk." As soon as he finished speaking, the little fellow scurried out in a rush.
No, it should rather be said to prevent [Pantheon]'s lunge. As long as [Pantheon]'s skill was interrupted, one could secure an [Aftershock] effect, which would be immensely helpful whether the choice was to fight or retreat next.
"I understand. I'll go do it right away." Tana was reassured, and as soon as he finished speaking, he departed immediately.
Yang Feihao clenched his fists, then looked at the roasted meat he had prepared, closed his eyes, and ate it just like that.
Looking at his sphere of influence, to his southeast were the three commanderies of Jiangdong held by Yan Baihu, to his northwest was Cao Cao, and to his southwest was Liu Bei.
Mule Slope featured a ten-li expanse of lush green reeds. Lin Ziyun channeled the spiritual energy within his body, walking on air as he leaped upward and landed lightly upon a single leaf. This mastery of breath-control rivaled martial arts experts who had spent years practicing lightness skills.
"That's true. We'll just go and see then." Leorio thought about it and decided that made sense; they would find out when the time came.
The Second Legion, led by Zhang He and totaling over seventy thousand cavalry, took the lead, setting out from Hancheng straight toward Chang'an.
As soon as that player finished explaining, it instantly provoked gasps of astonishment from the crowd, and everyone's gaze toward Su Ran turned fiery hot.
"Brother Yanyu, come and attack all you like; I will defend so not even a drop of water can get through!" Yu Quan wore a smile on his face, but his words carried an equally unyielding momentum.
By this time, Lord Niu finally realized something; thus, he hurriedly chanted incantations and unleashed the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder.
Yu Qingran strode forward. Reaching Room 201, he pulled out a bank card and pushed the door open, only to find the hospital room completely empty.
She had grown up alongside her sister, bound by blood thicker than water. Trusting her sister—just as an epidemic broke out in the south—she joined the tribal priests to aid the common people, leaving her child in her sister's care.
Yan Song offered no comment on Xu Jie's remarks; he merely smiled and resumed processing the memorials on his desk.
Regrettably, even after Fang Ce searched the Crown Prince's residence from top to bottom, redeemed every single item that had been pawned, and even questioned all the formerly favored servants, he failed to find that so-called evidence.
She gritted her teeth as she packed her belongings, blood streaming down her forehead from above. Her hands trembled violently as she hurriedly stowed everything away.
This made Wei Qingwan very happy. No matter when or where, there were always people thinking of her, worrying that she might lose her way or return late.
Ye Shaoyan said nothing, merely sitting there quietly with the corner of his lips curled into an evil arc.
Perhaps because of An Ruo's departure, Wei Yan and Fang Ce engaged in a reckless brawl. It wasn't until both were bruised and battered, too exhausted to fight further, and collapsed flat on the ground that they began to converse civilly.
His subordinate mentally noted down An Ruo's name, resolving to issue a warning to the head of the Fang family after logging out of the game; perhaps Young Master Fang was due to choose a wife.
"Going there is fine, but the Demonic Spirit Spiders probably won't 'let people go' so easily," Yang Fan worriedly said.