Volume 1, Chapter 65: How Is This Not Another Form of Undercover Work

Then, heretical cultivators, demons, and weeping figures desperately sought a path to the Primordial Grotto-Heaven, simply because the Dark Star had become completely uninhabitable.

Xuanyuan Qi was slightly stunned, slowly averting his gaze. "My apologies, for the intrusion," he said, drawing a handkerchief from his bosom, placing it on the long table beside the door, and then turning to leave.

Hearing Li Dakang's reprimand, Li Fan's eyes flickered. Immediately afterward, a splitting headache assailed him, and he tightly clutched his head with an expression of agony.

Yu Danqing stood before the gates of the Yu residence, gazing at the clean and gleaming plaque bearing the two characters "Yu Residence," then looking at the tightly shut, imposing doors, a sudden wave of melancholy welled up within her.

Yet the Soul-Banning Haunted House ought to contain a thousand or so lonely spirits, whereas there were only a few dozen around me. Could it be that this Soul-Banning Haunted House possessed vast internal space for the nether spirits, easily accommodating over a thousand people?

Lei Yao called out, assuming it was a subordinate coming in to report on work matters, and paid little heed. However, when she saw that the person entering was Lei Yun, her expression stiffened momentarily before returning to normal.

Besides, wasn't Lord Xu visiting his household far too frequently of late? It would be one thing if he were present, but when he wasn't, what was the man coming here for? To lie down and drink tea? Hadn't his wife mentioned that the household was out of good tea?

"Wow..." Yu Danqing finally burst into laughter, lunging over the chests and gently stroking them with an intoxicated expression on her face.

Even with all the skills in the world, the four Zhang brothers were outnumbered after all, and could only flee in panic.

"Never mind that the boss hasn't killed anyone, but even if he had, what of it?" Shao Shuai said with disdain.

I heard there was a brand product launch event here today, which would invite several celebrities, including the reigning star Shen Yi.

Originally, Yu Hanchen cared nothing about the Mian'an Town flower-stealer incident, nor was he aware of the relationship between Zhang Ruochu and Prince Xu Zhao Yuanxi; he had merely been entrusted by Tian Jin to sneak into the inn and abduct Ruochu under the guise of the flower-stealer.

Having said this, Su Daoyan struck out with his final palm, hitting Yu Hanchen directly. His eyes were full of reluctance, yet his palm still descended inexorably.

Upon catching sight of the Azure Emperor Ling Weiyang, a flash of excitement crossed her eyes, but when she saw the Scarlet Emperor standing beside him, it instantly turned to anger. With a swish of her body, she vanished.

"These are the tools used by the embroiderers under my command; I only wonder if you are accustomed to them," Mother Wu said.

When the performance concluded and I returned to the backstage, it suddenly brought to mind the netherworld from television dramas, which probably bore some resemblance to this.

More than half of Zhu Ming's second round of auditing had already passed. Seeing that it was already the twentieth and something, he still hadn't met with Yan Jin, entirely preoccupied with acting as a "construction foreman."

Inside the palace, it was desolate, bleak, and heartbreakingly silent. The roaring sound of the sea was like the Grim Warden whispering close to one's ear, murmuring softly: It is time to leave with me.

Just as Hu Dingtang had previously disparaged me, I lacked even the strength to truss a chicken, and knew only helplessness when faced with minor troubles.

Meng Qi struggled free from the tentacles. Reaching out, he touched his waist and abdomen, where the slippery texture of the tentacle's surface immediately greeted him, sending a wave of nausea through him.

Taking advantage of the moment, Wang Hua withdrew his bayonet, stepped forward twice, and thrust the blade straight into the skull of the pitiful zombie.

"None of my damn business. I'd better go look for some food, or I really won't be able to hold on!" Gao Qing turned around and stalked off, continuing his search for anything that could fill his stomach!

Hearing Tao Yuanyuan's words, Huo Min'er snapped out of her daze like one awakening from a dream. No longer harboring any reservations, she raised her hand once more and rained slaps upon Lin Mengmeng: slap, slap, slap.

I knew that given the current capabilities of myself and Di Ting, realizing this idea was far too naive, but since we had witnessed it, we could not simply leave Rey in a difficult position in future battles.

After all, Lei Chen was only twenty-four years old. For a graduate who had just left campus a few months ago to be able to speak seven foreign languages fluently seemed utterly baffling no matter how one looked at it.

Su Daji covered her face with her hands, unable to go on. Evidently, those memories inflicted a tremendous psychological burden upon her.

Yin Ruojun asked with concern, "Are you alright?" He had assumed the girl would be mindful of the injury on her leg and obediently stay in bed, which was why he had deliberately provoked her. Never did he expect her to throw caution to the wind and climb out of bed just to beat him up, leaving him utterly helpless. Could beating someone really be more important than her own body?

"Well, aren't you coming along?" Mu Yucheng asked, as this was the focal point of her concern.

He felt grateful to the mysterious voice that had temporarily yielded no response. Besides, what if it truly were a deity manifesting its presence? After all, even something as absurd as transmigrating had happened to him; it was hard to say whether true gods existed in this strange, unfamiliar world.

"Alright, as long as you aren't angry. Since you allow it, I can rest easy," Guang Yichen said.

Song Momi suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, not knowing how to broach the subject. She then pinched her chin with her right hand and began contemplating various ways to answer the question, switching between different approaches over the span of half a minute.

Ding Li also breathed a secret sigh of relief, knowing full well that had the two of them not planned to ambush the Chu army beforehand, with the soldiers having prepared their armor and weapons in advance and harboring a fighting spirit, the casualties from tonight's nocturnal raid would have been dreadfully ugly to behold.

This statement was already explicit to the extreme. Once Pei Yanmo uttered these words, he did not even dare meet the other person's gaze.

Lin Baoyue pondered buying a ewe the next time she went into town, so everyone could have some goat's milk... but that was not feasible just yet. She would have to wait until the villagers received their wages and their lives improved; only then could she bring it out with peace of mind.