Volume 1, Chapter 43: What on Earth Did Gu Ze Say?

"My lords, do you see this? This scar was left behind in Western Xia." You Jingyan spoke very casually, but looking at that scar, anyone could tell that the injury at the time had been severe by no means. It was sheer good fortune that he managed to keep this arm.

Ling Yun's facial expression stiffened, but his heart was churned with towering waves. A mixture of anger, suspicion, and even fear filled his inner being to the brim.

Within the gloomy and dark narrow stone corridor, Zhang Yuanhao's body trembled slightly, and he abruptly looked in a certain direction, his expression turning grave.

Men of this era generally possessed a strong sense of machismo; taking care of a wife was simply out of the question. Li Bing, however, was different. Perhaps having spent a long time with You Jingyan, a modern man, he cared for Meihua with meticulous attention to every detail.

He truly had not expected that the NPCs in this dream world could actually develop the notion of forming cliques and ganging up.

If this matter was handled well, no one would praise you, but if it was botched, it would only bring endless trouble. It was quite obvious that the probability of handling this matter well was not very high.

Reversing his blade, he slashed out with a "Chaos of a Thousand Blades," forcing the assassin to retreat. Yet, unable to steady himself, he staggered, dropped to his knees, and vomited a mouthful of blood that splattered all over Chen Yuqin's face.

Those two wooden doors, along with the surrounding wooden windows, all turned to dust amidst a brilliant burst of golden light, and a dark human-shaped figure was blasted flying out from within.

As expected, those carrying the cyan-colored destiny seed were truly extraordinary. Innate talent was by no means a shackle binding them; even Zhang Yuanhao himself had studied diligently back in the day, taking a full half-month and more just to knock open the heavenly gates and guide the vital breath into his body.

"So rare? You're treating me to milk tea?" Yan Junli took it, lifted the lid, and took a small sip as wisps of hot steam eagerly drifted out.

The powerful claws of the dragons struck against each other. One side represented the living beings of the immortal cultivation world, while the other was the embodiment of the evil qi of heaven and earth.

Night was gradually descending, and the setting sun slowly sank below the horizon. For the entire day, the island had been enveloped in a deathly silence, let alone having anyone come out to play. The pristine beaches and hot springs served only as beautiful decorations.

Along the way, Liu Ruxin kept chattering about various things, but steadfastly avoided the matter of the divine tablet. Lin Yi was not in a hurry either.

"What is going on with you two? Did you plan this beforehand?" Bai Xuejia joked. He could imagine Dongcheng Aya being excited and tossing and turning all night, seeing as she was Nishino Tsukasa's fan, and meeting one's idol inevitably brought excitement. Nishino Tsukasa's situation, however, left one utterly baffled.

Bai Xuejia took out his phone to check, and it was flooded with calls from Ayanokoji Komei—no, Aragaki Ayase. Realizing that the scene was about to end, Bai Xuejia's performance relied heavily on immersion, and Aragaki Ayase's calls pulled him out of character. Therefore, he hung up first, intending to return her call later.

Miyazono Kaori's claim that she liked Watari Ryota was a lie. In order not to destroy the relationship among Kousei, Watari Ryota, and Sawabe Tsubaki, and also to leave no regrets while wanting to get closer to Kousei, she fabricated this falsehood, which also served as the beginning of the story.

If one wanted to have electric lights, electricity had to come first. Right next to Bai Xuejia was a super-large lake, and he was pondering how to utilize the lake to build a hydroelectric power station.

Meanwhile, some new media outlets at the scene timely captured video footage and shared it on the internet at the very first moment.

Having experienced a tumult of thoughts the previous night, Hai Qing had pondered a great deal. In the past, seeing Daoming ignore her felt like her heart was breaking into pieces, but now her mood was much better. Although he remained as aloof as ever, at least in certain aspects one could see expressions indicating that his mood was gradually improving.

This place held benefits for both himself and the Nine Heavens Cold Jade Fruit, and it might even allow his Mystic Ice Physique to achieve a breakthrough.

Green Jade followed closely behind Shangguan Junyue, threading through the damp corridors of the prison. Before rounding a corner, Shangguan Junyue smiled slightly and suddenly raised her hand, signaling them to halt.

Countless strands of golden sword qi converged into a river of swords. Within it, sword intent surged and sword qi permeated, resembling the reversal of a heavenly river or the falling of the Milky Way, mighty and overwhelming, rushing toward Mo Shang with the force of an avalanche.

"Right now, these three Azure Fire Fruits are not fully mature yet and still need some time. You must cultivate them well," said the Earth Thunder Python, before tossing the Azure Fire Fruit sapling in its mouth over to Lin Yunfei.

The main leaders of the county followed closely beside them like stars surrounding the moon, and Feng Qian faintly heard someone address that man as "Chief."

She lived her life step by step, enduring her scoundrel of a husband, achieving no success in her career, and simply moving forward by following the natural course of things without ever striving or fighting for herself.

"Good, very good." Mo Shang's face was full of sneers. By now, how could he not see that someone was displeased with him, purposely tripping him up, treating him as a fool with deep pockets, and trying to fleece him? He was certain that as long as he raised the bid again, this mysterious person would definitely not follow.

That person was precisely Sun Haoran, who had been defeated by Lin Yunfei earlier while competing for elite disciple status.

The address Zhang Tongjiu—Zhang Tongtong—provided was the Jiale Hui Hotel at Wangjiao in Jinling City, one of the four five-star hotels in the city known to everyone in Jinling. The hotel was controlled by the head of the Jinling Lei family, a figure with assets worth two to three hundred million, ranking among the top 100 wealthiest individuals in Jinling.

The next day, Li Shun's wedding was successfully held at the Walton Hotel, the finest hotel in H City. Li Shun's wedding set several precedents.