Volume 1, Chapter 59: Feeling Like She Had Been Abandoned

He was left all alone in the quiet room.
Huo Tingxiao took out a cigarette case from his office drawer with a dark expression.
With a gloomy look, he let the cigarette ash fall into a vintage, rugged blue glass ashtray.
The early autumn night breeze continually blew in through the window. He stood there quietly, gazing far off in the direction of the family quarters.
Late at night, it was vast and desolate.
A profound silence.
There were no longer any figures of people outside.
This night.
Seemed a bit too long.
Sun Feng yawned, preparing to tidy up the office and fetch some water.
The moment he pushed open the door, he was almost choked to tears by the dense smell of cigarettes.
"Regiment Commander?"
He saw Huo Tingxiao's tall and straight figure standing before the window, his whole body bathed in the early autumn morning light.
Lonely and cold.
There was...

The people in the Zhili region had always been fierce and rugged by nature. Following famines that starved people to death, and coupled with the fact that the Great Qing had not long entered the Pass, the common people still harbored a lingering fondness for the former Ming court and held deep grievances. Some ill-intentioned bandits, exploiting popular anger to incite and agitate them, inevitably committed acts such as storming government offices, murdering local officials, and plundering wealth and women.

As Tong Sisi listened to the accusations directed at her by those around her, she didn't feel much anger. Instead, seeing her plot succeed, Tong Xi secretly flashed a triumphant smile toward her.

The Courtesan Gathering was, as the name suggests, a competition held by renowned courtesans from the pleasure houses—who sold their artistry rather than their bodies—where they competed in various talents, and the ultimate winner would rightfully be crowned as the supreme courtesan.

Long Wu could not afford to have anything go wrong, because the power of the Long family was unfathomable. If Long Huatian were to go mad, the magnificent splendor of the imperial palace would be reduced to utter devastation.

Fraught with doubt and an inexplicable sense of loss, she wiped Zhang Minglang's body, took off his shoes, and managed to get him into the bedroom.

After quite a busy spell, Li Ling found that the harvest was not very generous; relative to the massive scale of five hundred, it was pitifully small—only a few dozen armored birds. What brought some comfort to Li Ling, however, was that there were fortunately over a hundred eggs.

"Take a look over there." The voice of President Hong's men came from afar, and this wolf, eyeing them covetously, bolted upon hearing the sound.

"Brother, brother, I'm a bit thirsty. Could you go and have the waiter bring me the remaining half bottle of red wine?" Xu Meilin's voice was trembling as she spoke. Zhang Yang gave a serious reply of agreement, then walked to the door, pressed the intercom on the wall, and repeated what was needed.

This middle-aged man had already reached the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, and he had only recently been transferred to this post in the city of Langya Commandery.

Seeing this scene, Shen Shuhua was overjoyed, worrying precisely that she had no opportunity to properly advise Lin Yao, and now the opportunity had naturally presented itself.

"Who is the person that brought you here?" Su Qinghan seemed to have no leisure to listen to Su Rannan's chatter, directly asking the question that puzzled him most.

Even though everyone knew this was just acting, for some reason, they still inevitably became immersed in the plot.

"Let's begin!" Xu Meilin finally raised her head to look at Zhang Yang, her gaze as firm as a rock, though nobody knew what exactly she was stubbornly believing in.

Precisely because of this, leaving the deep sea was quite simple, but if one wanted to enter, it could be said to be even more difficult than plunging into the nine heavens.

"Young Palace Master, we also caught a fox from the cave." The disciples of the Azure Underworld Palace had not only captured me, but also dragged along Lord Fox Immortal.

At present, it was still an embrace of passionate entanglement, but not upon a bed; rather, it was in the void of the firmament. Whether it felt good or not, he didn't know, but it was bound to hurt terribly, as that scoundrel Ye Chen had unleashed his combat power to the absolute maximum.

"Tomorrow, we will also run a simple promotional event: anyone who purchases jewelry valued at ten thousand yuan or more will enjoy a 5% discount; those who buy jewelry worth over one thousand yuan will enjoy a 3% discount!" said Tang Junchuan.

They could never have imagined that this Spacetime Auction House possessed so many fine treasures and such high-level battle techniques.

"HUM!!!" Goge's body transformed into a fireball. He was currently passing through the atmosphere of the Divine Pattern Continent, and the fiery red figure behind him was already a fireball itself, clinging tightly to the tail of Goge.

Di Chun's gun was aimed at Chen Yilin. At the very final moment, Chen Yilin collapsed. With a gun pointed at him and his life about to slip away, a sudden, overwhelming sense of terror surged within him.

Unfortunately, just as they finally managed to coordinate their schedules and moods for a collaboration, neither was quite satisfied with the other's script. It was hard to tell when they might have another chance to work together.

Harshly struck by each other's words, the expression on Hong's face grew even darker. Even his slightly pale face from the battle was flushed crimson.

"Twenty thousand still seems a bit short. It's just enough to exchange for the cultivation method to open the Heavenly Palace, but once you add the insights, merit points won't be enough," said the merit administrator.

Seeing the skeleton man scatter across the ground, Lin浩 seized the opportunity and immediately strode forward, thinking that if he gathered a few bone fragments, let's see how he could possibly restore himself to his original state. What if he grabbed the skull? Wouldn't that turn him into a headless skeleton?

After eight o'clock in the evening, there were no longer any pedestrians on the streets of the county town. It was desolate and quiet, with only the colorful neon street lights in the night sky lonely flashing a dazzling brilliance.

"What is this place? Could this be the place of the cultivators' dreams that you spoke of?" Lin Hao could hardly believe his eyes.

Meanwhile, in the arena, the Fengwu Sect also held some advantages. After all, the Fengwu Sect possessed a greater number of pinnacle experts, allowing them at times to engage in two-on-one combat. A two-on-one skirmish could quickly eliminate an opponent's pinnacle expert before moving on to assist other disciples.

"If you want to fight, then fight; stop yapping." Mr. Ye still kept his hands pressed together in a salute and said calmly.

The two of them had signed a soul contract, sharing a telepathic connection. Much like when Jiang Han previously transmitted his cultivation to Zhao Feng, Jiang Han directly grasped the essentials of the Treasure Sacrificing Art.

If Locke successfully persuaded these two tier-four creatures to accept the dual status of members of the Wizard Alliance and private slaves to Locke, then naturally everyone would be happy.

Later, when a stonecutter was hired to engrave the city's name, the old city lord personally burned incense and offered sacrifices to the heavens. Unexpectedly, because the stonecutter was rather elderly and had a bit of drink earlier that day, he misheard the character for *Yàn* (龑) and engraved it as *Yàn* (燕) instead, making it impossible to change even if they wanted to.

As Tu Ming swung his blade continuously, the aura around him grew increasingly terrifying—savage, violent, yet retaining a heavy sense of solemn weight, resembling a primordial dragon galloping and roaring before the eyes of the crowd.

Having sealed the seven monarchs, Chen Xiao emerged directly from Yue Zhentian's sleeve at that moment. With a wave of his hand, the Undead Demon King and the Blade of Broken Void entered his body and vanished.

Guided by Venus, the Goddess of Love, Locke flew toward the Golden Apple Garden located north of the Titan Realm.

In truth, defying the heavens is not because one cannot accept the Creator, but because one cannot accept the world He created. You can never accept it, and you will continually wage rebellion—perhaps that is simply what it means to be the villain.