Volume 1, Chapter 32: Older Sister

The awards ceremony took place immediately after the competition. Lin Xiangwan clutched her second-place trophy, certificate, and the travel voucher for the Binhai coastal tour, feeling overjoyed. The moment she received her prizes, she hopped off the podium, eager to share the news with Ye Nan.

He suddenly realized that since he possessed the Wood Origin Bead, he could use it to sense the specific presence of the essence of wood.

"Is that all? I suspect there’s more to it than that," Ling Jingyu remarked dismissively. Although the Boat Gang had "boat" in its name, its business had little to do with shipping. They primarily dealt in vice, gambling, and drugs—especially vice and drugs, which were the core of their operations.

Just like that, they arrived at the Luo family estate. Luo Shixun was visibly astonished to see them.

Yan Jue paid for the items without a word, then wrapped his arm around her and led her out of the shop. Having changed into clean clothes, Su Jinse felt much warmer and followed him obediently. She noticed that Yan Jue was driving back toward the police station.

"So what if I’m slandering you? What can you do about it?" Shadow sneered disdainfully. As a high-level administrator of Dragon Thorn, he had a precise grasp of the situation in S City. This Director Li was notoriously greedy; debauchery was his specialty, and embezzlement was his forte.

Yan Jue was a regular at the Charm Club, and the manager led him straight to the room where Song Mo was staying.

"I won't let him die easily until I get what I want," Zhang Huaming said, casting a cold glance at Han Wei before turning back to continue torturing Elder You, who was already wishing for death.

After a while, the prison warden, Li, returned, wobbling just as he had before. The guards, recognizing him as a regular, let him pass without a word, fearing he would cause a scene.

However, since he already knew that Liu Minsheng was a martial arts expert, there was no way he would let him escape so easily.

The waitress said languidly that after tonight, she wouldn't force anything; she only wanted to learn a bit of Taoist magic to protect herself.

"Fellow Daoist, zombies and vengeful spirits are great evils in this world; we cannot let them wreak havoc on humanity!" Aotian Long declared.

The dean, the various leaders, and the villagers all wanted them to stay for a celebration, but they declined every offer.

And those hard-to-grow green vegetables—the ones that had to be fed with nutrient solution daily and were still in limited supply.

It was indeed the twins' doing, though they hadn't done it themselves; they had hired Gryffindor students to carry it out.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. Perhaps it was just because he hadn't bothered to understand before.

Yuchi Qizhu was slightly better off than the others, but his face was flushed, and he kept his eyes closed while rubbing his temples, clearly heavily intoxicated.

I pulled out my phone and checked it; the battery had died and it had shut down. I said, "Something came up just now, you guys go ahead! I won't go today; there’s nothing interesting about the talisman auction anyway." I had fallen asleep during the auction yesterday, after all.

However, the zombie wasn't biting people at random; it was chasing a middle-aged man with a very stylish haircut.

Of course, everyone was a bit frustrated. They had had a chance to buy the "Bright Moon Night" earlier, but had been tricked by those other guys. They made up their minds that the next time they saw an antique they liked, they wouldn't hesitate.

She could perform, she could act, she could realize her mother’s youthful dreams, and she could earn enough money to live a good life with her mother.

Seeing no advantage to be gained, Old Nine led his main force and began marching toward the eastern coast. The eastern and southeastern parts of the Russian Empire were almost entirely pristine mountain ranges and jungles—a paradise for magical beasts within the empire's borders.

He Yuyuan could guarantee that if Di He were the one speaking, he would have already revealed the incident where he had been abandoned.

Meng Changge secretly tugged at her sister’s hand under the table, signaling her to stop causing a scene. Meng Changlan slapped her hand away and glared at her, wondering why her spineless sister was so obsessed with marrying Chen Chao.

"This is..." Li Ran watched the scene, subconsciously looking toward Jin Keyan. He saw him playing with a few throwing knives, looking at him with a playful expression.

Watching the criminals being led away and strung together like meat skewers by the police, Ye Tianyi shook his head, giving up on his plan to cause trouble just to get thrown in jail.

Liu Yan looked at her, bewildered. She was about to ask more, but seeing that the other had no intention of explaining, she picked up the teapot, opened the door, and walked out.

In the images Di He showed her, those creatures were waving their hands, trying to tear through the formation seal at the entrance of Chuan. Struck by the spiritual energy within the formation, they emitted hoarse, rattling sounds from their throats.

The sight of the Emperor of Chu and Chen Chao pulling at each other made the high officials of Chu, who had not yet fully exited the hall, pause their steps, followed by a sense of envy.

Sigh, she really had suffered because of this in her past life; she would have to be more careful in this one, at least to some extent.

They numbered over four hundred, well-armed and wearing soft armor made from iron-clad wolf hides. Without magic on either side, the Sikun tribe was no match for them. The reason he was so confident was his belief that the "God of Sanctions" possessed heaven-defying powers sufficient to scare off the horse bandits.

Wang Xuanyuan wiped away a cold sweat, thinking to himself: Thank goodness I was quick-witted enough to avoid that.

Everyone nodded in agreement, knowing that things had reached this point. If they couldn't send it away, they definitely couldn't let it remain in the human world. If nothing else, the resentment and obsession it carried would, in time, inevitably become a plague upon this land.

But during the time of the Empress Dowager, because the old lady believed in religion, churches in Beijing were quite well-regarded. She often took Suma to church, so it was no surprise that Suma knew these Western customs.

I had no choice but to walk over to the dilapidated carriage. The driver was sitting on it, and seeing me approach, he made a gesture for me to get on with an expressionless face. He didn't offer to help me up, but never mind—who was I to complain about being treated as inferior? I climbed onto the carriage and looked back at the driver once.

"Outside the door, of course. Thanks to you, this house is overflowing with resentment. If you're in the room, I'm afraid you might lend the ghost a hand and help it deal with me, so please, step outside," Master Wang continued, speaking with righteous indignation.

In the center of the main tomb chamber lay a python, as thick as a barrel and about fourteen or fifteen meters long. Could Wang Mang have actually been a python in disguise? Mo Fei muttered to himself.

The floor above closed automatically. There was a trapdoor beneath the room; Professor X had locked them in a trap. Was he trying to capture them?