Volume One, Chapter Six: The Vermilion Pen of Life and Death Authority

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The hawk-man who had seized Ye Feng was overjoyed upon seeing the situation and shouted, “Captain Gu, Captain Kongna!” Ye Feng fixed her gaze and realized that both of these hawk-men had reached the eighth rank of the Condensation Stage, their auras rivaling Shange’s without any inferiority.

She exchanged a glance with Jian Hao, then quietly sat down in a discreet corner by herself. Jian Hao took charge of watching the child while she rested. Jian Hao had no objections to this arrangement.

As for Mu Tianyou’s identity, in order not to cause too much shock, Chu Yuan had not revealed it to them. Thus, they only suspected Mu Tianyou’s true identity but dared not speak further, intimidated by the power of the Bone-Melting Jade Cylinder.

“Behind the mountain!” Lan Xin pointed toward the direction where Xiu Zhizhi was fleeing westward. Then, after reviving Qilong Song, she took him along and followed the group to the back of Mount Beimang.

After the birthday celebration, it was time to enter the palace. The palace maids came specifically to the manor to teach etiquette for three days. After those three days, it would be time to enter the palace. Meanwhile, Shen Mei was already prepared. The day Shen Mei entered the palace coincided with the county examination results being announced.

Long after, Jiang Yi suddenly sensed a cultivator approaching the secret chamber’s entrance. Without turning around, he immediately recognized the visitor by the fluctuations of spiritual energy alone.

The only option now was to hold out until noon and then lure Lin Xi’s Qingfeng Camp out. Didn’t he need a whole day? If so, then let him release his prized Qingfeng Camp at midday.

At this moment, Xiao Xun also lifted her head from Tuoba Shao’s embrace. Feeling utterly exhausted, she longed to lie down and rest. She glanced at Chu Hui’s slightly swollen belly and smiled faintly.

“Damn it, put down the gun!” The muzzle of the imitation Type 64 rifle still emitted blue smoke. Mo Yongjun sat in the car, arm extended out the window, gripping the gun, gritting his teeth as he cursed.

“Alright, come on, first follow the etiquette!” Nodding slightly, Xiao Fengbao followed Xu Tian to the ceremonial table and signaled the driver behind him.

“Zhu Ganglie, causing trouble again, aren’t you?” As he turned around, a girl of similar build to the fat man grabbed his ear and scolded him.

At that moment, Xiao Shan's voice came through: “Young hero, please step back. From now on, our Xiao family is willing to submit to the Long family.” His voice was filled with helplessness and unwillingness.

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Yet Cai Zhixiong did not dodge, pretending ignorance as the long sword stabbed towards his chest.

In the end, he never managed to extend that hand. All of this began because of him; all responsibility rested on his shoulders.

“Thank you, this timing is perfect. I was just about to contact some people at the company,” Lian Cheng said as he took the phone offered to him.

At the thought of the Profound Ice Crystal, Long Pingfan felt a surge of excitement. Such a precious item was worth risking everything for. Unable to resist, he hid it away in the Life-Long Battle ring.

Ling Zhiyuan had already anticipated Chang Kang’s attempt to call and cancel the ambulance. Before leaving, he even issued a stern warning: if this matter wasn’t resolved, he would be suspended.

Upon learning that his cousin Zhao Youwu was scheduled to duel Long Pingfan in six months, and that Long Pingfan was on the same team as Huangfu Xiaoyao, he suspected Long Pingfan was the one who had eliminated Li Wuhui. He understood that if Long Pingfan lived, it would be difficult to assassinate Huangfu Xiaoyao.

Blocked by those ever-beautiful jade hands, she tightly grasped the soul. Suddenly, she heard a cracking sound, and when she opened her palm, only powder fell.

A roll of thunder sounded as Swordless Dao walked out of the Six Trials, underwent purification, and ascended to the position of the Great Emperor.

Isabelle couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing Chen Hu’s expression. She then opened her toolbox, took out a tube-shaped device, and prepared to go out.

Countless male tourists burst into laughter upon hearing this; apparently, this kind of fruit was more suitable for men.

“Hahaha, stop threatening me. You’re still far from that step. Hahaha, boss, don’t worry. Next time something like this happens, I’ll be right there cheering you on! One, two, go! Three, four, push harder! Wahahaha...” The Evil Lord laughed and roared madly inside Guo Qin’s mind.

“Why do you live here? How much is the rent per month?” Gu Yan scrutinized the room’s decor and asked curiously.

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Seeing a sinister move approaching, Xiongba’s eyes flashed fiercely. With his keen sight, he could tell that Ling Yun’s seemingly simple move concealed endless variations. If he chose to retreat, it would only boost the opponent’s momentum. The subsequent moves would be like a relentless parasite, unyielding and inescapable.

Because Yan Mumu was so engrossed in watching, she didn’t notice Jian Mofan approaching from behind until she heard a thud and turned around.

After hearing those words today, it suddenly seemed reasonable. It was time to end this chapter of her life as a boy.

“Mutián Xue, I heard you accepted Tang Xi’s proposal. What’s the matter? Have you come to your senses?” The man’s cold voice was laced with undeniable sarcasm.

I stood up and walked to the window, looking out. Two bald men dressed in monk’s robes were walking together—one the abbot, the other Wen Wanqing. The abbot gestured here and there as if introducing something to Wen Wanqing.

Li Xiaowan’s current actions were understandable; after all, as a Best Actor, the Golden Horse Awards had long been dominated by Hong Kong and Taiwan. Only recently had the mainland begun to have its turn. Lin Mu might not be the first to know, but he was certainly the most sensational, because a newcomer won alongside the Best Actor.

“Old Six, what are you doing here? Don’t you know the emperor is handling state affairs?” The second prince reprimanded him with righteous indignation.

Zhong Lingyu knew what he was thinking, but whether this matter involved the Four Great Clans remained unclear. For now, they could only take things one step at a time.

Memories surged forth. She recalled more than once seeing him carve this wooden puppet, even once resenting whether the puppet was more important than herself.