Volume 1, Chapter 30: The Mistress Tends to the Proper Wife

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With palms pressed against each other, Ji Yang remained motionless, while the two elders were sent flying backward by the force of the impact, though they did not lose their lives immediately.
Seeing their expressions, the shopkeeper understood everything. Hmph, these people actually dared to scheme against Master Hu? They should take a look at their own pathetic reflections. With that thought, the shopkeeper had a change of heart; if that was the case, he wouldn't hold back.
This strange question stumped Duan Hanyan. He scratched his head and pondered for a long time, yet he could not find a single reason why Du Chenfei could be the big brother to hundreds of people.
He Lie had thought it through thoroughly. Since the He family had paid a heavy price and endured immense public pressure to destroy the existing Xue Family Boundary, they needed to recoup their costs. It was essential for the He family to take over this uniquely gifted land and transform it into a secure stronghold for the clan.
Wan Hua’s words left Zhao Sihai and the others stunned for a long time; they had not expected him to say such a thing.
"Where are they?" Feng Yiming squinted as he lit a cigarette. Since Peng Shinian and his group had captured the people, Feng Yiming had not yet seen Ding Song.
Wan Hua, Tang Shan, Old Tan, Li Jie, and Liu Zhong were all watching the lively scene from a nearby two-story wooden house.
Feng Wei’an glanced at his son. He had offered him a cigarette during the New Year, yet this was the kind of talk coming out of his mouth now.
In his previous life, Zhou Zhiqiang stayed in the capital to work, eventually joined Perfect World, bought a house and a car, had twins, and lived a happy life. But why was he suddenly unwilling to stay in the capital in this life? Feng Yiming had some nonsensical guesses about that.
The army, selected from hundreds of millions of ghouls and one hundred million humans, would be considered elite, battle-hardened soldiers if placed in any other country.
After a few seconds of shock and admiration, Zhou Huan returned to his usual composed self. Even if the flowers outside were beautiful, looking was enough. He wasn't cheap, and he didn't crave the flesh of others.
At the same time, he sensed that although Ren Quan was currently facing setbacks in his official career, he was not discouraged or giving up; he still seemed to hold hope and expectations for his future path.
Now that Ji Ning was on good terms with Bai Xiaotang, he, as her fiancé, had an advantage over the other two families. His grandfather hoped he would befriend Ji Ning, ideally getting her to guide him into becoming a supernatural being.

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With a shift of his focus, it felt as if an eye with 360-degree vision had grown in the center of his brow. The entire cultivation chamber was visible in exquisite detail within his "eyes."
Deputy Commander Zhong arrived at the assembly point with a group of high-ranking officials. Less than three minutes later, the steel torrent of the armored brigade was the first to reach the site.
Circulating his martial blood in tandem with the contraction of his muscles, he squeezed the arrow out of his flesh bit by bit.
Lu Yan’s wrist was twisted at a grotesque angle, the flesh and blood so mangled its original form was unrecognizable. The piercing pain caused him to let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The flesh-mountain evil spirit’s expression froze. Being wounded by gold caused a pain that struck directly at the soul.
His hand gripped her throat tightly, and a sense of suffocation washed over her. Zhu Wan gritted her teeth, her face growing paler due to the shortness of breath.
Upon hearing this, Lu Ling’s eyes lit up. Just as she was about to speak to further clear herself of responsibility, Lu Yuan pulled her into his embrace.
The two chatted while sipping tea and admiring the beautiful scenery of Lake Tai. The person serving them was none other than the man known as the Blind Immortal of Liaoxi.
Countless times she had thought about leaving, but the moment she considered that she might not find a way to survive, and thought of Andres, she gritted her teeth and stayed.
Before Ghost Five could speak, Li Qingfeng continued: "You are not worthy of letting me have three moves; I will grant you three moves."
However, a full month passed, and the other side seemed to have forgotten them. The assassination attempts had also ceased, as if they were truly being given an opportunity to develop.
Liang Fei was the master of the Immortal Realm; he would only possess the power of instant movement once his cultivation reached the tenth level. It seemed he had truly met his match this time.
No, if they were ghosts, the mass of their souls would be very light. Even if there were many of them, their movements shouldn't be so loud and imposing.

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"What’s the trouble? Besides, you can't use my body, can you?" Xiang Yu suspected there was something fishy going on. He had four beautiful wives at home, each as lovely as a flower; what if this guy tried to deceive him?
Li Qingfeng emitted his spiritual energy, attempting to enter Liu Ruoyan’s mind to probe those mysterious energies.
It had been over a month since the incident, and the perpetrators from the Mount Song Sect had yet to be identified, nor was the motive clear. This infuriated Zuo Lengchan, who not only sent a large number of sect experts down the mountain to investigate but also issued a martial arts world wanted poster. Anyone who found the true culprit would be heavily rewarded by the Mount Song Sect.
"Gulp, gulp!" Xiang Yu tipped his head back and finished the water in his cup in one go, finally feeling slightly better.
After ten o'clock, everyone left the hotel and walked through the pitch-black polar night toward Andyia’s seafood restaurant, with Smelly Pig being led along by Mark.
It must be said, the pill was truly a divine medicine. The moment it touched her tongue, it melted, a faint medicinal scent spreading through her mouth. Immediately after, Zhang Meng felt the exhaustion leaving her body, and the pain she had been feeling vanished.
A few minutes later, Chu Liu and his companion arrived before the group of mercenaries. It wasn't that they had followed them on purpose; rather, that guy Erha, after taking care of the snake-man, had turned back and blocked the mercenaries together.
At this moment, the struggle and melancholy on Yu Zhen’s face were gone, replaced only by his firm adherence to his principles.
To forge a destiny-bound Heavenly Sword that was perfectly compatible with oneself, a prerequisite was to possess an extremely powerful sword seed.