Volume 1, Chapter 23: He and I Are Not Even a Married Couple

After the guests departed, the crowd looked at Qin Tao and, recalling the remark "come visit my home for medical treatment whenever you're free," burst into another fit of hearty laughter before finally settling down.

Lan Jiahua and his wife would never interfere in anyone else's marriage. Besides, a marriage certificate is merely a formality; without a foundation of affection and the ability to communicate, binding two people together is useless.

Never mind an outsider, even Wu Chi, who was in the thick of it, had not managed to react in time.

The Imperial Guards, who had been watching Wu Chi trade blows with Qing Yi, paused slightly, and a dark line of frustration appeared on their leader's forehead.

"They have been monitoring my account. As soon as I make a move, they will immediately be able to track my location. It is no surprise they came, but this is not the territory of the Cultivation Alliance, so it’s fine!" Hu Yu smiled and explained.

Her aunt and uncle were furious and gave her a beating, but it was to no avail. The man knelt before them, pleading for them to approve of their relationship and swearing that he would treat Zhao Jing well.

Wu Chi did not even propose any conditions; he simply presented this jar of wine and allowed him to choose.

"Don't worry, we've suffered for two years. If we haven't learned our lesson by now, we'd be fools!" the veterans said with a laugh upon hearing this.

The first checkpoint was guarded by Huang Gua and Huang Dou, while the second was manned by Zhang Yang, Hulu, and Banli. Once both gates were passed, the preliminary selection was considered a success.

As a member of the Yang family, he still had matters to attend to. As for ascension, it was no longer an issue for him.

Closer, closer. Achill himself could not explain why he was so excited. Was it because the plan was proceeding even more smoothly than he had imagined, or was it because that annoying fellow no longer had time to bother him and Yeyi?

She did not know how long she had been running. Gradually, taxis began to pass her by, but she had no intention of hailing one; she simply kept running forward.

In truth, he wanted to go to the hospital to deliver food to Lin Shenshen in person, yet he felt at a loss as to how to face her now that she had awakened.

Shen Heyi gently carried Yao Qingmu to the bed and turned to check the breakfast on the table that had not yet been cleared away.

"Sister Helena, I didn't expect it to really be you. I thought the people at home were just spreading rumors!" an elegant voice, tinged with pleasant surprise, rang out.

Murong Yin-zhu pursed her lips, quickly drove her left elbow backward to force the man away, and then whipped her hand back, firing the silver needles hidden between her fingers. Every single one was aimed at the man's lethal pressure points.

Xiang Ling hurriedly replaced the white stones for Yingying. The two started another game, but this time, as always, Helian Heya won. Subsequently, Yingying continued to lose repeatedly.

Helian Heyi, however, was the exact opposite. Hearing that the Old Princess had summoned not only Heya but her as well, she realized she still carried some weight in the Old Princess's eyes.

Murong Yin-zhu turned to look at all the commoners watching him. He had been facing Yin Luoxuan the entire time, so the honor guard and the civilians behind him could only see his back.

Perhaps if she died, she could truly be free, breaking loose from her sins and her shackles.

Had his brother been so ignored and shunned by him lately that he had come up with such a lame and idiotic excuse just to win his older brother's attention?

To the Heaven-Favored, Jade Lipid was the lowest grade of spiritual medicine, but to a mortal, it was worth more than gold.

Shi Tian followed the sound and saw a sturdy figure over three meters tall emerging from the thick smoke. Upon seeing the height, Shi Tian immediately understood that this was a zombie—a green-eyed zombie, just like himself.

Hua Qingtong's eyes flashed with brilliance upon hearing this. Could it be that Yan Chenzhi had not told Baili Xiang about her true identity? A whole night had passed; surely Yan Chenzhi should have realized it by now?

"Mr. Gu is joking. I am only nineteen; I still have potential to grow. As for you..." She cast a glance downward with deep disdain, "You look like you've grown all you're ever going to."

She had to pick Wangshu out of two sedan chairs? With a fifty-fifty chance, Nalan Ruoruo was not in a happy mood.

After locking the door again, Shi Qian used a flashlight to illuminate the road ahead for Yu Fei. He opened the car door for her, then walked around to the driver's side. As he started the engine, his gaze shifted to the fuel gauge, and he couldn't help but freeze.

Mu Bei was somewhat indecisive, but when she noticed the old woman’s grip on her leg loosen, she immediately nodded in agreement.

"Sigh, today's income wasn't great. But fortunately, there is this golden hairpin. If I take it to the market tomorrow to pawn it, I should be able to get quite a bit of silver," Nanny Rong calculated, feeling a bit happy in her heart.

Examining things from the outside in also gave his perspective a different quality from that of Xu Yanglitai, who had always been on the "inside."

But now it seemed those people had fallen into this ice cave maze just like them and, unable to find their way out, had ultimately starved to death.

Xu Ruoyin's speech became increasingly sharp, very much in the style of her brother. Xia Musheng did not know whether to be angry or gratified.

In his youth, Ye Qingtian could already enter the realm of the Heavenly Sword, where man and sword are one and all things resonate. This was a gift and a manifestation of the purity of his sword path.

Upon returning to the company and reaching the door to Bai Wei's office, he saw her sitting there in a fit of anger, while Fang Liyan stood to the side, trying to coax her.

Li Xiaoyao felt a weight lift from his heart after hearing his explanation, and noted that Chen Xiao was merely unconscious, with no changes in his vital signs.

Seeing Tuoba Ku charging over like a wild bull, leaving nothing in his wake, the crowd felt their eyes split with rage. They lined up in front of Xu Zheng’s carriage, trying to block Tuoba Ku's path.

Beneath it, many cultivators stood silently; some stared with intense concentration, while others kept their eyes slightly closed, sensing the silent mysteries of the place.

Seeing this, Su Qin joined the fray, grabbing one man in each hand, her eyes cold and piercing as she glared at Xu Zheng.

Ye Zusheng also cast a cold glance at Wu Dazhi before looking away, ignoring him entirely.

If these individuals had not been such brilliant prodigies with so many means of self-preservation, they would likely have perished long ago.