Volume 1, Chapter 51: I Am First Light

Chuguang stepped out of the underworld and once again found herself before that familiar alley.

She looked at the place that was both familiar and strange.

The old district remained as murky and dark as ever, carrying the lingering stench of sewage, a place no one would willingly set foot in.

Even if a person were to materialize out of thin air here, no one would ever know.

Chuguang felt a sense of unreality. Walking step by step, she traversed the path she had taken so many times in the past, arriving at her former school.

"I am only helping you," Chu Haoxuan said with an ingratiating, cheeky smile. "If you move any further outward, I am afraid you will drag my son down off the bed with you. It is fine for you, but I feel sorry for my boy."

His facial features remained as handsome as ever, yet those deep eyes were tightly shut at the moment, concealing the light within. His complexion, pale to the point of transparency, and his icy body temperature ultimately made her cast aside all lingering reservations.

Qingwan nodded, tilting her head in thought for a moment before breaking into a mischievous smile, leaving Nalan bewildered.

I did not understand what the mysterious man meant by those words, yet I had a lingering sense that there was some hidden significance behind them. For the moment, however, I could not quite puzzle it out.

"Spare no effort in investigating this thoroughly." Lou Zhi's low, chilling voice was like an ice blade lined with thorns, striking terror into people's hearts. Ever since he met Qianxun, he had rarely displayed such freezing, murderous intent.

Returning to the company, she was in a foul mood. She had never imagined that Sister Song's life was actually so difficult; despite possessing great wealth, she lacked true happiness, stirring an involuntary wave of sorrow in her heart.

"Shut your mouth and take me to Number 5 Luhe Avenue first," Cao Huan said, gazing out the window.

Chu Haoxuan immediately emerged from the opposite ward and shoved the door open abruptly, only for it to slam right into his face, knocking him flat on his back.

The grief and indignation pent up in his heart had nowhere to vent, and the intense agony burned away every ounce of his passion.

When dealing with foreigners, excessive modesty gets you nowhere, yet feeling a sense of awkward embarrassment, one could only gloss over the matter vaguely and steer the conversation away.

President Wang's chubby body was sent flying more than a zhang away by Han Shaoxun's kick, crashing into the opposite wall before plummeting heavily to the ground with a miserable shriek.

Chai Zheng felt deeply aggrieved. Stunned for a moment, the corners of her mouth turned downward, her eyelashes fluttered, and two crystal-clear teardrops welled up and spilled over.

Holding her rounded belly, Ye Yaotiao returned to her upstairs bedroom. She entered the bathroom, which was easily as large as the Ye family's living room, took a comfortably luxurious bath, and then went back into the bedroom. Just as she stretched out across the large bed, the ringing of a mobile phone pierced the air.

With Yan Shiyao taking the lead, the ministers of the imperial court successively offered their counsel, every single one of them voicing opinions in staunch support of Guo Wei.

Lan Linfeng shot me a look of exasperation. Spiritual energy surged around his body, instantly banishing all signs of fatigue, yet he did not dare to act rashly, because those pale hands had imperceptibly crept up to my collar, lightly grasping at my throat.

Buoyed by the wonderful news brought by Lu Shaoqi, Gu Ruochu was far too excited to sleep. Fortunately, she did not suffer from exhaustion the next day, and early in the morning, she and Ye Tingchen boarded a flight bound for City J.

When the previous tenants had installed the plumbing, they buried the water pipes beneath the flooring. If a pipe were to truly burst, the floor tiles would have to be smashed apart to reconstruct the entire water system.

Though the image was low in resolution, through the hazy silhouette, one could easily make out that it was a photograph of a guzheng.

The Buddha pitied him, so he taught him to practice the Vajra Prajna Illuminating Samadhi. As a result, he attained the celestial eye, illuminating the three thousand great thousand realms, and his divine consciousness roamed freely through profound serenity.

There were no mobile phones in the nineteen-eighties; even a few years later when large brick phones appeared, they lacked all the sophisticated features of modern smartphones.

"Every single ingredient must be coated with seasoning. Applying it early allows the flavors to penetrate more deeply," Jiang Zhineng explained.

The grand gates of the Supporting Heaven Sect collapsed inward with a resounding crash, signaling that the main entrance had fallen and external enemies were about to breach the stronghold.